It's Not Fair 38

By Cassie
puericil@hotmail.com

Copyright 2018, 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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This story is set in the Puericil Universe.

See chapter 1 for an explanation about this series. This is another selection of letters from the "It’s Not Fair!" letter column, in "Boy Stuff" magazine. In them, boys complain about how little privacy they are allowed, and about the double standard that makes it OK for people to see them naked but protects girls’ modesty. The magazine response is signed as INF, but it's actually written by Dr. Cassandra Miller, a feminist psychologist specializing in the upbringing of boys. The intention of this article is illustrating the attitude changes that the Conservative Resurgence has brought about: children, particularly male children, are firmly controlled by adult authority figures, who often make a point of emphasizing that control, in order to keep boys in their place and out of trouble.

Please feel free to contribute any similar letters if you wish to, and I’ll be happy to write the magazine’s response and the psychologist's comments. Thanks to the contributors for this issue!



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Letter published in the It’s Not Fair section of the magazine called Boy Stuff:
  (the letter has been written by Red Rover ( redrover573@aol.com ). The response is by Cassie)
 

 
Danny (16 years old)

Dear it’s Not Fair:


My name is Danny and I am 16 years old, almost 17. The only thing I know about my biological father is that he was a jockey. My mother, Lenora, got a summer job as an exercise girl at a racetrack after she graduated high school. She was small for her age and became the favorite “girl toy” of the jockeys who worked at the track and some visiting jockeys as well. She admits to having sex with at least 12-15 different jockeys over the summer. She went off to college in the fall and, around Xmas time discovered that she was pregnant. She says she has no idea who the father was.

Well her parents basically tossed her out after I was born, and she found herself living in a small apartment with a low-paying job and a small allowance. I weighed only 4 pounds 3 ounces at birth. When I was two, Mommy married Frank, who was a widower, six years older with girls that were 3 and 1. A year after they were married, she had another girl. Four years later, Frank was killed in a car crash and she was left with four kids ages 4-8, along with a fairly generous insurance settlement So we were never really poor, but we weren’t wealthy.

So, right now I am 16 and I have two stepsisters; Annette (17) and Jenna (15) and a half-sister Diana (13). My biggest problem is that Mommy insists on keeping me as a little boy and encourages my sisters to act the same way. She put me on Puericil when I was ten years old, so I would not grow up like a normal teen. Well now I am sixteen and I look like I was eleven. I am just barely 5 feet tall and not very strong or athletic. All my sisters are bigger and stronger than I am, (Frank was a big man). Annette is 5-9, Jenna is 5-6 and Diana is 5-7. They all play tennis, so they have very strong arms and legs as well. I have no body hair or pubes and my peenie and marbles are tiny, like a 10 years old’s. The girls are all mature looking and look older than their real ages.

The real problem started when I was ten. Mommy decided that Annette was going to be in charge of me and the other girls. She took over the job of bathing me, dressing me and spanking me when I was “naughty.” All the girls were allowed to bathe themselves in private, but I was bathed with the door open. I would have to strip to the skin in the living room or playroom, put my clothes in the laundry basket and walk nude upstairs to the bathroom. This was a nightly routine whether there were any other people in the house or not. Mommy is very social-minded and often has lady friends over in the evening for cards and such and my sisters had their friends over often because we had a big playroom with lots of games and other girly stuff. So, every night around 7 or so, I would be making a nude display of myself for the amusement for the benefit of assorted women and girls around my own age.

If I object in any way or don’t move fast enough, I get an immediate bare-bottom spanking in the living room from one of the girls. Sometimes, it is a short hand-spanking, other times it’s a long, hard hairbrushing which leaves me bawling like a toddler. Sometimes I have to do “corner time” in the living room for 15 minutes or more, while the women and girls make remarks about what a baby I am and how I wiggle and squirm when my chubby little bottom gets spanked. After the spanking, I have to hug all the women and girls in the room, apologize for my misbehavior and allow them to feel my hot, bare bottom and “inspect the damage.”

After a spanking, I am led upstairs by the ear by one of the girls. The other girls follow eagerly, often giving me some “encouraging” spanks on my red, sore bottom on the way. Once in the bathroom, I must use the potty while the bath is being drawn. If I just pee, one of the girls will hold my wienie so I don’t spray around he commode. If I have to poop, they just stand around and watch, making humiliating remarks. Afterwards, I have to bend over while they wipe my bottom hole and crack with baby wipes. Then I am picked up by one of the bigger girls and hoisted into the tub. I am allowed to slosh around for a few minutes, then they wash my hair and upper body. Then I stand up and let them clean my lower body and private parts. They use their bare hands and do a thorough job of rubbing my privates clean. Somebody always soaps up a finger and inserts it into my rectum while I am bent over which amuses the other girls.

But the evening’s humiliation is not over for me. After I am dried off, I am marched back to the living room for my nightly Puericil dose. One of the girls gets a dining room chair and sets it up in the center of the room. Then she sits in the chair and puts me over her left knee and pins my left leg with her right leg. This, of course, spread my bottom cheeks wide so my rosebud is visible to everybody. Then the girl puts a gob of Vaseline on her finger and lubricates my rosebud and rectum thoroughly, usually putting her finger as far up into me as far as she can. Then she takes a plastic “baby” thermometer and inserts it into my rectum. She leaves it in for at least five minutes, often wiggling it around so I get full stimulation and maximum embarrassment. While the thermometer is in, the girls chat about all sorts of things, including how red my bottom is and how I cry and carry on when I am being spanked or bathed. This can go on for 10 minutes or more sometimes and every second is humiliating beyond belief.

After the thermometer comes out and they see that my temperature is not over 100, the girl gets the Puericil suppository and the applicator. She greases up the applicator, which is about the size of a lipstick and three inches long and then pushes it into my rectum. It is always cold, sometimes they keep it in the refrigerator, so I will let out a yelp of two when it is inserted. That always draws giggles and taunting from the girls, especially the younger ones. (I should mention that these girls range in age from 11 to 19 and many of them are in my classes at school.) After the applicator is about two inches inside, me, the girl pushes the plunger, so the suppository is firmly seated inside my rectum. This doesn’t hurt, but it is very cold and makes me involuntarily clinch my bottom and squirm around which the girls find vary amusing. “He’s doing his little tushie dance; isn’t that cute.” Then the girl will usually put her finger into my rectum again and hold it in here for 10-15 minutes to “make sure it doesn’t come out too soon.”

So that’s my nightly routine. If I “behave” myself, the spanking may be omitted but the rest is constant. I am allowed to put on a short T-shirt that doesn’t even reach my waist and stay up for an hour or so, but my bottom and boy-parts remain on display for the rest of the evening. My bedtime is 8:30 on school nights and 9:30 on weekends or holidays. The result is that most of the girls in my high school and many of those in Diana’s middle school have seen me naked, spanked and bathed. They never get tired of seeing my bare little body and playing with my private parts. Since we Puericil boys have to take gym along with the girls, those who have never seen me at home, get a free show every gym class.

None of the girls in my family have ever been spanked or bathed after age 6. Mommy says they are “mature young women” and I am just a “silly little boy.” She plans to keep me on Puericil until I am 21 and maybe later if she can get a waiver from my pediatrician. This is a long letter, so I will tell you more later about my humiliations in school and other places outside the home. I am sixteen years old and should be treated like a young man, not as a toddler.

IT’S NOT FAIR

Danny







 
 
The magazine published response:
 
 
Dear Danny,


I'm afraid you are thinking about this the wrong way, and that's causing you a lot of unnecessary anguish. It's not so easy being a boy at that age when you want to be more grown up but you still aren't, so your confusion is understandable.

One good example is how you talk about your "private parts" and your "privates". When a baby is born, he doesn't have "private parts", because he can't do anything by himself and has to be naked in front of people all the time. Eventually, he grows up and can be trusted to bathe himself and take care of his body himself. At that point, if the boy is mature enough not to need to be naked in front of people regularly, you could talk about him having "private parts".

Unfortunately, the development of a boy is much different from a girl's. It's a fact of biology that boys mature much slower. Also, if left unchecked, a boy's body often grows faster than his maturity. Because of that, you can have a boy almost with the body of a young man but still very immature. That can cause a lot of confusion to that boy. That's why some mommies, like yours, give their boys a kind of Puericil that keeps their bodies from developing before they are mature enough to handle that.

But even boys whose bodies are kept immature like yours, still can be confused by the fact that they become older. They often think that if they become teenagers they should be treated as young men.

However, it doesn't work like that at all. Chronological age is not important. What matters is the boy's maturity, and that often lags behind.

That's your case, Danny. Of course, it's difficult for you to realize it. Like all little boys, you'd like to think of yourself as a big man. But you are clearly very immature. You say you want to be treated s a young man and not like a toddler, but if you have the maturity of a toddler, isn't it more appropriate to treat you like one, even if you are 16?

Think about it. You are 16, but you are small like a child. Your peenie and your marbles are also tiny like a child's. Is that what a man looks like? Then you have girls your age and younger taking care of you, telling you what to do and spanking your bare bottom when you are naughty. Does that sound like a young man to you? Or like a child? A rather immature child, too.

Young boys are often not mature enough to take good care of their own hygiene. Sure, they could wash themselves, but they are careless and don't do a good job. Tell me truth, or at least admit it to yourself: would you wash your body as thoroughly if you were allowed to do it yourself?

So, if you can't be trusted to wash yourself that means that somebody has to do it for you. For that you have to be naked in front of people every time you are washed. That's why it's silly to think of your boy parts as "privates". They are not private at all, are they? They are public for anyone to see and it doesn't matter the slightest bit because you are just an immature little boy.

It shouldn't bother you, but just like a boy's body can grow faster than his maturity, also his self-consciousness can grow faster than his maturity.

That's why we can have boys like you, who still has to be bathed by his sisters and their friends, who can't even be trusted to pee without someone holding his little wienie for him so that he doesn't splash, who gets his bottom wiped for him when he poops, who gets spanked naked in front of everyone... and still is self-conscious enough to be ashamed when girls and women see him naked, and who tries to call his little boys parts "privates", attempting to make it seem as if they were private

But of course, that's the confusion. They are not private at all. They are completely public. Anyone can see them and handle them,  and it doesn't matter in the slightest.

It's time for you to stop having so much anguish, Danny. It doesn't matter how old you are. What matters is how mature you are. Those girls that see you naked and you feel so embarrassed? It's perfectly natural for them to see you naked. Do not look at their age or at yours. That only confuses you. Look at how they behave and how you behave. Do you see anyone spanking them or having to wash them? Of course not! Do you notice their authority in how they handle you, tell you what to do and punish you if you are disobedient?

As your mommy says, they are young ladies, and you are a silly little boy. Silly here is a term of endearment, because it's cute that a boy so immature tries to act all embarrassed because a bunch of girls see him naked. That's what makes the girls giggle and tease you. If you accepted it matter-of-factly no one would make a big deal of it.

You mommy is raising a family alone and it's lucky that the girls can help her. You should not make a fuss and cause more work for them. They shouldn't have to spank your bare bottom until you are bawling so often.

It's all a matter of attitude and of how you look at things. You talk about humiliation, but there isn't any humiliation in a small boy being taken care of. You just need to forget about your chronological age and think more in terms of maturity. Since you are still really immature, it's only right that the girls take care of you. Do not try to act like a big boy when you are obviously not. That only gets you spanked. Instead of pouting and resisting, try to behave and be grateful for all the intimate care that the girls give you. Be affectionate and obedient and you'll see how everything's easier for you.

Also you shouldn't talk like that about your mommy's past, in such crude language. That kind of language is fine for a grown-up, but a little boy like you can get spanked and have his mouth washed our with soap for it. So be careful. Remember, you wouldn't get your little bottom spanked hard if you just behaved.

I hope you can behave and avoid getting in trouble. You can have fun and enjoy being a boy without being disobedient. Just don't be ashamed and forget about your false modesty. It's natural for a boy to be taken care of and to be naked in front of people.


A big hug to you!
INF







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Letter published in the It’s Not Fair section of the magazine called Boy Stuff:
  (the letter has been written by Tom Jankowski. The response is by Cassie)
 
You can see Richard's previous letter in INF 30.
 


Richard (age 16)

Hi, me again, my situation is more or less the same with my mother insisting on bathing my younger brother and I together. I have asked her about it. She doesn’t think I do a bad job washing myself, but when I bring it up, she pretty much avoids the issue.

Recently, my mom has joined Airbnb as a host. We have a spare bedroom, but occasionally, we have two guests and my brother and I share a room.

I am usually okay with this though sometimes my mom makes my brother and I share a bath with guests in our house! Recently, we had a star spend the weekend of his big concert in our house because he procrastinated in booking a hotel room. Our house was one of the last rooms left in town!

So anyways, this rock star who isn’t much older than me arrives and my brother and I hit it off with him. He gives us tickets to his show and he even gave my brother and I all access passes. Sounds, cool, right? Well, not so fast...

So on the day of his concert, he was checking out. My mom was running a bath and asked our famous guest if he had a bath or a shower before his show. When he said no, mom decided that he would join my brother and I in the bath! So the three of us were all naked in the bath. Once we were all clean, we headed to the concert.

After the concert, my brother and I had our all access passes so we could hang out with this rock star. When we reminded him, he said, “All access PASS? Thanks to your mom, you two had an all access BATH with me!” before he slammed the door! I was so looking forward to hanging out backstage.

I admit, my situation is not as bad as some of your other writers, but still it's not fair!








 
 
The magazine published response:
 
 
Dear Richard,


It's true you do not have it so bad. It's normal for your mom to bathe you. Many other boys are bathed by their mom, as you know if you read the INF letters. I mean, it's not like she has never seen you naked, is it? Quite the opposite, in fact.

It was wrong of your guest to get mad at you. After all, if he didn't like the rules of the house he should have booked a hotel room sooner! It's not your fault, in any case. It's not as if you make the rules. I guess rock stars are just quite spoiled.

But in any case, you still got to enjoy the concert, and it's true you already had time with the star... How many boys can say that they were bathed together with a rock star? It's cool, in a way!


A big hug to you!
INF








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