The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 1

The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 1
By Lee Davey
leedavey_1@lycos.com

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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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Introduction:

This first Chapter may be to slow for some of you, if you want to get right to the interesting bits then consider going straight to Chapter 2.

The story takes place in the Regime universe from the Cooper's series. It is unrelated to the Cooper's and can be read as a stand alone series.

It involves a 10 year old boy being adopted into a family with 3 daughters. The parents are strict and believe that boys should remain naked at all times. Boys are also punished physically unlike girls, and given the nature of boys need constant supervision to stop 'nasty' habits. The boy soon learns that unconditional love can be difficult to cope with.

Cast list:

Michael Bellows - Father, 48

Victoria Bellows - Mother, 43

Lisa Bellows - Daughter, 17, Trainee nurse.

Jenny Bellows - Daughter, 14,Student.
Sulky teenager who considers all boys, but particularly Neil, as beneath her contempt.

Katie Bellows - Daughter, 8, Student.
Stout girl and boisterous. Enjoys fact that now she is not the 'junior' member of the family and lords her position over Neil.

Neil Bellows - Adopted Son, 10

Chapter One - Introduction.

"Ohh this ones darling....and this one...Could we have both please Michael dear" a prim middle class lady sat on the settee flipping through a photo album. Her mousy brown hair was tied up in a severe bun.

"No Victoria, there is no way we could afford two...barely afford the one" her husband replied the last part murmured under his breath knowing that his wife was adamant that they were going to take home one boy today, having lost this argument months ago.

They already had three children, but much to his wives disappointment they were all girls. Not that she did not love them greatly she did, however she had set her heart on a boy. A wish that seemed to disappear when she entered menopause a year ago.

Then the adverts on TV started advertising orphan children for adoption. His wife immediately set her heart on adopting a boy falling for the cringe making sentimentality of the Regime Institutes adverts. Michael considered himself very much the head of the household whose word was law. In so far as his word did not stop his wife doing whatever it was she wanted, whenever she wanted. Not that he did not want a son he admitted to himself, a little boy would be nice and hopefully provide him some back up in his female dominated household he added darkly.

The Governor of the Bromley's boy Regime Orphanage sat behind his mahogany desk as he checked through the two clients paperwork. Satisfied he signed the acceptance box and dropped the paperwork into his out tray and coughed discretely to attract the couples attention

"Well everything appears in order. You have your certificate of Regime education compliance, Social Work reports and character references. All that remains is to select an appropriate child and pay the adoption license fee. Have you decided on a short-list of candidates Mrs Bellows?" he asked Victoria.

"These two would seem to fit the bill"

Victoria handed the two A4 sheets of paper that held the personal details of the two children.

Examining them the Governor noted that they were both boys aged 10. The first boy known as Nicky had been in care since he was 5 when both his parents had died in a car crash. The other boy Neil had been in care since he was 3 when Social Services had finally taken him away from his drug addict of a mother. Unfortunately for the boys they were even at the ages of 3 and 5 past prime adoption age. Most parents wanted babies or at worst young toddlers. The Governor knew that these children fetched a high premium in the 'license' fee stakes, desperate childless couples would pay thousands for 'blank slate' children. With the older children he would be lucky to get rid of any and when he did he may only get a few hundred. Still he thought most of his salary came from commission on settling children out of the care home, and 40% of a few hundred would not go amiss.

"Well then if you will follow me we can take a look at the pair" standing he led the couple into a room down the hall. The small room they entered into was dominated by a huge one way mirror that opened out onto one of the Orphanages play rooms, currently occupied by 2 dozen or so children who sat chatting, watching television or quietly reading.

As Michael and Victoria sat the Governor followed suit. Scanning the room the Governor spotted the two children that had been selected by the prospective parents and pointed them out to them.

"Want do you think Dear?" Victoria asked her husband as she watched the two boys intently.

"Difficult to tell. I can't really get a good look at them" Michael complained as he looked at the two boys who were still unaware that they were were being examined.

"Could we, you know, have a good look before deciding" Victoria asked shyly slightly uncomfortable at asking the forbidding Governor.

With a smile the Governor nodded. Leaning over he flicked a switch and spoke into the intercom. "Nicky, Neil front and centre."

The entire room seemed to jump. Neil and Nicky stood reluctantly and moved to where the glass wall, complete;y opaque to their eyes loomed. The other children realising that whatever was going on looked relieved and went back to their activities, but kept a surreptitious eye on the two 'victims'.

"When the two boys had lined up. The Governor spoke once more into the intercom, addressing the two boys.

"Children remove your uniforms, I have some prospective parents who want a better look at you. If your lucky they may want to adopt you and give you a proper home to go to. You would like that wouldn't you" although phrased as a question the tone in the hidden Governors voice made it clear that he was not asking their opinions on their prospective adoption.

Nicky a tall willowy boy with bright blue eyes immediately complied eager to show how compliant he was. With a quick shrug he pulled the grey itchy wool jumper off and woollen pants leaving his pale freckled skin completely bare, apparently oblivious to the fact he now stood naked in front of the other children. He a smile on his lips he looked boldly at the mirror in front of him behind which unknown adults who sat and invisibly appraised him.

Neil on the other hand only reluctantly followed his fellow orphan in disrobing. His hands falling to cover his hairless nub of a penis and small testicles a sullen look on his face. "Assume the proper position Neil you know better than that" the Governor snapped into the intercom. Neil slowly moved his hands away conscious of the fact that compared to the boy standing next to him he was significantly less developed physically.

"I'm surprised Sir that you had to ask them to disrobe at all" Michael asked the Governor, "I thought all Orphanages were now run on Regime lines, don't you keep them naked as a rule" he queried.

"It's true that children should be kept nude all times if possible. After all it promotes good hygiene and discourages undue modesty. The problem is we just don't have the time to control all our children's clothing habits. Our staff have on average 15 children under the care at any one time. What with ensuring their fed, looked after, go to school, keep up their basic Regime lessons we just don't have the resources to keep them fully Regime compliant. That's one of the reasons we are so keen to encourage adopting. Parents have the time and ability to fully care for children, that for all we try we as the state simply can't match.

We allow them to remain clothed so we don't have to worry about them becoming too cold or sun burnt and so on".

Victoria paid little attention to the two men as she intently examined the two naked boys who stood facing her.

Victoria raised a hand to her mouth as she felt her cheeks flush with heat as she drunk in the sight of the two naked children. "Can you get them to turn around please".

As the Governors voice echoed once more into the adjacent room the two boys turned moving around their feet apart and leaned forward slightly causing their buttocks to push up and out.

"that one seems to have some bruises" Michael noted examing the know prominent buttocks of the two boys. Noting a few pale bruises on the bottom of Neil.

"Yes Neil can be a handful. Not naughty just, well inconsiderate perhaps. Recently one of the matrons had to give him a paddling for taking to long in the shower and using up more than his alloted supply of hot water.

Nodding Michael turned to his wife "Have you decided yet?"

"Well I have a preference, but would it be possible to have one on approval so to speak" she asked the Governor. "Not quite. However you can return a child should you deem that the parental child relationship has irretrievably broken down, unfortunately their is no refund and you would need to reapply for Regime clearance" he answered.

Michael drew his breath in at the thought of the cost of having to reapply for clearance, aware of the thousands he had already spent obtaining the necessary approvals.

"Well I think I would like the shy boy I think he is so cute and I can train him up. What do you think dear?" she turned to Michael. "Are you sure Love after all you will be spending most of the time with him when he is home schooled with the girls? But I'm happy with whatever you want" Michael smiled at his wife his affection for her clear. "Can we have a chat with the boy please" Victoria asked.
A few minutes later the still naked boy was ushered into the Governors office by a stern faced matron, trepidation clear on his face. "Neil these people want to have a chat with you" the Governor said as he waved the boy forward to the waiting Michael and Victoria.

Hesitantly the boy stepped forward. Victoria after an enquiring look at the Governor went forward to examine the boy. The boy cringed slightly as Victoria cupped his mouth open and examined his teeth. Moving down she ran her hands over his bony rib cage noticing his slight immature frame. Finally her hands reached down and gently stroked his small balls and penis. The boy jerked back at the strange woman's touch and would have resisted further were it not for the warning tap from the woman staff members thick leather tawse.

Noting the boy's shamed reaction Victoria checkled, with her hands she deftly turned the boy around and using her hands forced the boys thighs apart. With a finger she trailed a finger through the boys butt crevice noting with a hint of distaste the less the perfectly clean state of the boys bum. Michael chuckling patted Victoria on the shoulder, "Remember Dear he is a boy after all, puppy dog's tails and snails and all that; and teaching your child is half the pleasure of being a parent".

Standing up she smiled back at her husband, "A real work in progress, but he's just so cute" she ruffled the boy's hair and barely suppressed a laugh as the boy irritably shook her hand from his hair, turning to the Governor she smiled and nodded.

"Are you absolutely sure?" Michael asked.

"Yes look at him he is so sweet and he even looks a little like our girls, which will help him settle in don't you think".

"Well in that case I agree" Michael replied. Turning to the Governor he nodded that they had made their minds up.

Smiling broadly the Governor picked up a pile of forms and began preparing the reams of paperwork that would need to be completed. Stopping at the very first question he turned to the couple.

"First things first what about the boys name" he asked.
"Name I thought it was Neil?" Victoria replied.
"Yes but you can change it if you want, I just need to know what it's going to be for the transfer papers.

"Oh we're keep it Neil. It's such a darling name" Victoria replied ruffling her new sons hair with a condescending hair.

Neil seethed silently, aghast that something so personal as his name could have been taken from him without a bye your leave. Embarassed as well by this strange woman's intimate exmaination of him and familiar tousling of his hair. He kept quiet though as he saw the tawse wielding Matron stare at him. Remembering the delight the evil witch had taken when beating his bottom black and blue for dawdling in the shower a week ago.

"As you wish if we head back to the office I'll have the boy prepared for transit and we can complete the paperwork" the Governor smiled as he began to assess just how much he could get away with charging the couple for the adoption 'license'.

Half hour and $1800 poorer Victoria and Michael stood by their car as the door to the Orphanage opened and Neil was marched out between the Governor and a heavy set woman staff member his eyes blinking at the bright sunshine. The boy cringed as he realised that he was standing nude in the car lot to the Institution, the Governor taking the boys orphan uniform off him to be reused so as to save money.

Ignoring the boys discomfort the Governor walked him over to the couple and coming to a stop before them spoke to the boy. "Now Neil these are your new parents, you are to go with them". Neil looked at his new parents sizing them up. He saw a fortyish woman with a stern but somehow kindly smile nod to him. The man was tall at well over 6ft and appeared to Neil to be somewhat distant. "Hello Sir, hello Ma'am" his voice mumbling into his feet.

He felt the soft hand of the woman as she lifted his chin up and then drew the boy into a hug, his face smothered by the woman's average sized breasts covered in a demure dress suit. His initial stiffness soon disappeared as Neil felt the first loving hug he had had in at least 7 years melt away his fear. For some reason tears sprang to his eyes, tears he felt he could no longer cry, the ability to cry long beaten out of him.

The woman released him from her bear hug and he looked up and saw tears in her eyes. Even the distant man face softened. The woman leant forward and kissed his forehead softly and said "Call us Mum and Dad not Sir or Ma'am luv. Come on your going home to meet your sisters". "Sisters?"
"Oh yes you have three sisters now luv, and there dying to meet their new little brother".

Michael sniffed and lowered the drivers window as he caught a whiff of the less than fragrant boy who sunk lower in the back seat trying to hide his nakedness from the passing traffic.

Victoria who sat next too the boy wrinkled her nose.
"Sweet mercy child have you touched soap recently?" she asked the boy as she too opened a window.

"Sorry but we aren't allowed to tarry in the toilet or bath or we get a whipping" the boy offered in his defence. "Well that's going to change I won't abide a dirty child in my house" his mother replied, but don't worry we'll clean you up when we get home" she half promised half threatened.

Neil's eyes widened in delight as they pulled up to his new house. The Bellows house was only a modest 3 bed detached house. It's neighbouring houses separated by a small but well kept lawn surrounded by a small hedge. Their car pulled up to the attached garage and came to a stop.

Neil looked out of the car window and noted several neighbouring children playing in the quiet cul-de-sac, most of the younger ones nude or at best wearing revealing briefs. The older teenagers either dressed normally or in revealing see through tracksuits or plastic clothes. Neil looked away as he noted the curious looks from the assembled children as they watched the sedate progress of the car as it came to a halt. Unaware or more likely uncaring of the viewing audience Victoria stepped out and walked around to Neil's side of the vehicle and opened the door wide, displaying her son to his new neighbours.

Leaning in and unlocking Neil's seatbelt Victoria ignored the protesting Neil and pulled him out of the car, and made hm stand in full view of the assembled children's frank stares as she quickly locked the car door. Smiling at her sons embarrassed face she put a motherly hand around his shoulders and led him through a garden gate and into the front garden of the house.

Half way down the path she stopped her nose wrinkling, looking at her sons bare frame she came to a decision. "Mike dear can you fetch the large wash tub and the long brush" she called out to her husband. "Stop where you are young man" she placed a firm hand on Neil as he made a break towards the door and away from the stares of the viewing children. "You can make some friends with the neighbourhood children later. First things first no child is going in my house in such a state".

Neil watched as his father dragged a heavy wooden tub to the centre of the driveway. His heart started sinking as he watched his father unhook a hosepipe that lay coiled near the wall and begin filling the tub from it. With shocking strength Neil found himself hauled over his mothers shoulder who carried him over and then lowered the boy into the tub of water.

"Arrrrgghh.....Neil's skin burned at the touch of the intense icy cold that washed over his body up to his small nipples witch hardened immediately. Striving to stand to escape the cold Victoria held the struggling boy down and accepted the long stiff washing brush that her husband calmly handed to her.

Neil's skin barely registered his fathers hands as he was wiped down with some harsh orange soap, a thin film of bubbles now coated his blue tinged nakedness.

"Ow" Neil cried out as some bubbles from the soap crept into his eye stinging painfully. As he blinked the pain away he noted a gaggle of children watching his public bath in delight. their ages ranged from 5 to 15. Several of them burst out loud as Neil was dragged from the little modesty he had crouching in the bottom of the tub to his feet. He little penis a cause for some amusement from the older boys and girls. The embarrassment of his small penis was soon overshadowed as his mother began ruthlessly scrubbing his flesh with the stiff bristled brush. Each brush leaving a clean but red raw patch a skin in its wake. His cries redoubled for a moment as the brush scrubbed his erect nipples painfully. Even this pain was forgotten as Neil felt his fathers soapy hands smear a film of soap over his bottom and deep into his butt crack. A gasp escaped his lips as the hands travelled forward and began gently soaping his balls and tint wee wee.

The viewing children no longer giggled but stood in rapt amazement a tiny gasp echoed from the assembled group as Michael gently retracted Neil's small foreskin and soaped the boys now exposed penis head.

Victoria who stood waiting for her husband to finish soaping the boy brush in hand turned at the gasp and spotted the gaping children.

"Shows over everyone can go home now" she ordered. For a moment the children ignored her. "I said SHOWS OVER. Anyone still here in 2 seconds can join my son, and get a dose with this" she brandished the brush threateningly. As if by magic the assembled children scattered until only 1 child remained. An 8 year old child watched the scene like a hawk. Her face pretty but spoiled by a hint of puppy fat and and pug nose, her hair braided in pig tails.

"Katie don't just stand there come and say hello to your new brother" Michael called out to his daughter as he completed soaping his 10 year old boys lower body.

Katie ran forward and hugged her fathers leg "Daddy, Daddy your home, splleeuhh" Katie spluttered as a wave of water splashed her in the face.

The cause of this water was made clear as Neil screamed as his mother scrubbed the washing brush up and down his dirty butt crack hard. Neil screaming kicked as the bristles found their way to his tender anus and scoured his hidden areas clean, the pain of this causing him to involuntarily kick his legs and spray his father and sister in icy cold water.

For a moment Neil relaxed as his mothers brush stopped its assault on his bottom and he spared a look at his sister noting the way she grinned at the sight of the boys exposed and, since he stood in a couple of feet of icy water, shrivelled penis. He saw a wide malicious grin brake over his sisters face and then realised why!

"Aieeeeeee....arrgggh" Victoria ignored her new sons cries of agony determined to scrub every inch of her boys body clean, even his tiny dinky and balls.

Neil shook as the bristles scrubbed him clean. He cried freely experiencing more pain now than he had ever experienced before, even in the Orphanage. The fact that this pain wasn't even a punishment seemed to his mind to make it even worse.

Finally his mother dropped the brush and taking a handed towel scooped Neil out of the tub and wrapping him up carried him towards the front door. Michael leading the way and Katie skipping behind.

Neil was lowered to his feet his toes noting the thick carpet. Shivering uncontrollably his body an amusing combination of icy blue and sore red. Neil looked around the front room when his mother told him wait as she found his other sisters to introduce them to him.

"Are you really a boy"
Neil turned and saw his younger sister, what was her name, oh yes Katie. "Yes, can't you tell" he added irritably as he made reference to his nakedness and the show his mother had put on for her outside.

"Not really no. You don't have a dinky and all boys have a dinky" she informed him. Dinky? then the realisation hit him and he retorted angrily "I do have a ... dinky, it's just that I've just had a...well cold bath you know" he didn't add that even in the best of circumstances his endowment was slightly below average for his age.

"You call that nub a dick? I see my brother is prone to a tad of exaggeration?" a female voice interrupted the squabbling children, sarcasm literally dripping from every word.

"Jenny...." Katie yelled and barged past Neil and threw herself into a bear hug around the girl. Neil closely examined the new girl as she attempted to extract herself from her younger sisters clinging embrace. Pretty rather than stunning he thought perhaps 5'1" in height. Her skin was pale alabaster and contrasted with her dark brown hair and eyes. Her face however was marred by a sneer as she looked her naked, and less than welcome, new brother up and down in a slow dismissive nod of her head.

"Jenny play nice" their fathers stern voice broke their Mexican stand off as he returned to the front room. "Neil this is Jenny she's your big sister. Your other sister is called Lisa but she is currently at college" Michael advised Neil placing a hand on his bare shoulder and pushing the boy so that he was face to face with the 14 year old snooty girl. "Hullo Jenny" Neil thrust his hand out to his sister.
Ignoring the hand she instead spoke to her father
"Dad where is this boy going to sleep you know the new box room still isn't decorated. I hope I'm not going to have to share with him, I already have to share with the sprogling. Why can't I have my own room like Lisa?" she wheedled her hope of having the new room for herself cruelly dashed by this boys arrival.

"Shussh Jenny or you'll spend the rest of the evening in your room" Michael warned his surly middle daughter, who wisely if reluctantly quietened down.

Neil sat on a leather chair avoiding the eyes of the two girls who sat opposite on the settee alternating their attention between the new boy and the TV. Ringggg the front door bell rang out and Michael looked up from the paper he was reading and picking his walet up stood and opened the door calling out to his wife that the takeaway had arived.

Neil watched open eyed and mouth watering as his father carried the huge pizza and bottle of pepsi cola through into the kitchen. In the Orphanage he would never have seen such a site. Used to institution food which was porridge or some form of boiled cabbage soup, highly nutritious but also unfortunately lacking somewhat in edibility. Seeing the two girls leap up and scurry into the kitchen after their father he stood and followed them. He entered the kitchen and saw his sisters already seated around a large pine table plates and cutlery out which their mother must have been setting up when the others were in the front room.

"Here Neil you can sit here".
At his mothers voice Neil went over to the wooden chair his mother indicated that sat between his father and mothers chair. Sitting down he only flinched a little as the cold wood radiated a chill into his bare groin. A minor discomfort he could easily ignore as he watched his father begin to cut the pizza into 4 large slices. Neil watched avidly as his father first laid a steaming slice on Jenny's plate and then Katie's, slapping her little hand gently as he told her to wait for the rest of the family, the third slice he deposited on his wife's plate as she was busying herself behind Neil near the cooker, Joey watched in bitter disappointment as ignoring Neil's plate his father dropped the last slice on his own plate. Sensing Neil's eyes his father held up a small pocket sized grey book that Neil noted had his old Orphanage's name printed along the top. "I'm sorry Neil but the new parents guidebook won't let us give you pizza" Michael explained, "you see your little belly is not used to such rich foods after your previous institutional diet. but not to worry we have bought plenty of porridge and soup sachets from the Orphanage. What we'll do is change your diet slowly until you can eat with the rest of us, until then ... here we go". Neil felt his mother reach past him and deposit a huge bowl of greyish porridge substitute in front of him. Neil recognised it instantly as the same food he had always eaten. He didn't mind the gruel, in fact it tasted of nothing in truth, and had always eaten it without complaint at the Orphanage. However his fellow orphans weren't tucking in to pizza when he done so.

Despite the disappointment in his eyes he politely thanked his new parents for the food, anxious not to give them cause to send him back. At least he thought his mother had given him a bowl 3 times the size of his usual portion.

As the meal Neil swallowed his porridge as he the rest of his new family chatted about inconsequential things. Only half way through his huge bowl of porridge he laid his spoon down his belly full.

His mother having finished her slice of pizza saw this and tutted. "Now now Neil your going to have to better than that, we're going to have to feed you up a bit. Here let me help you" She picked up the spoon and gently slapping Neil's protesting hands picked up a splodge of the porridge and lifted it to the boy's mouth. "Here comes the aeroplane, Vooommmmmmm, here comes the aeroplane there we go" she 'flew' the spoon into the mortified mouth of Neil and dropped the porridge in his mouth and watched him chew and swallow the bland food.

Despite his protestations Victoria continued to feed him like a baby until the last scrapings of porridge were scooped into his mouth. His belly now extended fully from his otherwise slight frame. His mother stood him up and chuckled as she bid her son join the others in the front room with a pat on his bottom and watched him waddle away.

Uhhhhhhhh a rumbling sound caused the entire family to stare at the boy whose bodily emanations caused him to turn red in embarrassment. He mumbled an apology as his digestion worked overtime with the huge meal it was coping with.

"Ewwwwwww" Jenny sitting next to the suffering boy on the settee held her nose and pulled away from the boy. "He just let one off, Ugghhhh" Jenny exclaimed in disgust at Neil's bodies eruptions".

Victoria stood up and walked over sitting next to her new son. Running her hand over his distended belly she slowly shook her head, "My fault I must have given you too much. Never mind we'll soon having you eat the same crap the others insist on eating" she mock nagged her two daughters who rolled their eyes, knowing their mother was the last one to turn her nose up at pizza, fries or Chinese takeaway. "Katie run upstairs and fetch me one of my belly relief tablets from the bathroom please".

Katie shared a look of pity with Jenny and raced to fetch the demanded object. Katie felt a pang of pity for her brother as she opened the cabinet and picked out a coin sized foil package containing the 'belly relief tablet'. officially it was known as a laxative suppository although Katie and her sisters referred to them less elegantly as 'bottom blasters'. Katie remembered the last time she had had one, it had felt as if her entire belly had dropped out of her bum bum. Holding the tablet carefully she ran downstairs wondering what would happen to the boy given the amount of that horrid gruel he had eaten at supper.

As Katie entered the living room she saw that Neil was already in position. His bottom was sprayed wide as it lay between his mothers knees. His legs either side of his mothers torso and his arms on the floor supporting his weight. Passing the tablet to her mother she retreated to watch the show.

Neil's arms already ached as he strove to support his weight in this awkward position. An instant later he felt his mothers hands rub his two pale butt cheeks then separate them slightly exposing his puckered bum hole to the world and his new adopted families gaze.

Neil heard a faint metallic ripping sound and then fluttering to the side of him he saw a thin foil strip which had fallen from his mothers hand, he stared at the foil as he admired the reflecting light that played over it.

"OK Neil I want to relax for me I need to give you some medicine to make your tummy feel better".

Neil considered these words for a moment. If she's going to give me a tablet than why am I down here, I can't swallow anything like this.

Ohhhh, a moment later everything was made clear as he felt a pressure on his anus as his mother slowly twisted and pushed the large suppository back and forth at the entrance to his bottom.

Unused to anything or anyone touching him there he attempted to scoot forward. The strong hand of his mother grasped his thigh and held the slight boy still. Victoria had performed this service on all her children and was well aware of the natural reaction of a child to the insertion of such a large suppository. However she conceded she could not hold Neil still and administer the tablet at the same time. "Jenny, Katie give me a hand dears, each of you grab a leg".

Katie leaped forward eagerly at the chance to help, aware that normally it was her being held done for insertion of a 'bottom blaster'.

When she was certain that her two helpers had secured their brother she attempted to insert the suppository. Neil held tightly still managed to squirm enough to prevent her aim, the slick tablet sliding off its target three times before Victoria decided to take matters into her own hand. Delivering two brisk slaps to her sons bottom causing their alabaster whiteness to redden with a shade of pink she reached under Neil's held body with her free hand and clenched the boys penis and balls in her hand, and squeezed.

Neil immediately stopped squirming when a deep aching pain gripped his groin a faint wave of nausea passing him.

Seizing the opportunity Victoria squared the suppository up and pushed. With a groan and a tiny flumph from the Neil the egg shaped torpedo pushed past the boys sphincter and for a moment lay held between the boys muscles until with a thumb she pressed it deep into his bowels.

Waving the girls off she released her tight grip on Neil's by now aching balls and pulling to his feet began rubbing his distended belly with one hand and cupped his bottom with the other. "Now Neil you must learn to take your medicine better than that. Next time I want go so easy on you, I won't abide a disobedient boy. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am"
"No dear you will call me Mummy O.K."
"Yes Mummy"
Hearing the words from her son Victoria almost cried and hugged the boy before releasing him. "Girls if either of you need to powder your noses for the next hour I suggest you go now" she instructed the two girls, "you know what those things do to you".

Neil watched as both girls disappeared to 'powder their noses' Neil felt a spasm across his belly a soft oophh escaping his lips. A second more painful contraction ripped across his bowels this time causing his to try to double up, only the strong hands of his mother stopping him. "Oh dear it seems that the suppository is having quite an immediate effect on him Mike" Victoria shot over her shoulder to Michael. Nodding he stood and strode over and picked the small boy up and carried him bodily up the stairs towards the bathroom.

"Daddieee...." Jenny squealed in teenaged shock as she sat on the toilet carefully patting her girl parts dry with a square of toilet paper. "Oh don't make such a fuss I've seen and wiped everything you have got down there before" he replied, although he did notice that his 14 year old daughter now sported a fair amount of black hairs across her puffy lower lips. "Now hurry up your brother here is about to explode, literally".

Jenny stood and quickly pulled her knickers and pants up aware that despite what her father said he had not seen her naked since she was 12 when it was considered inappropriate for a girl to be naked in front of her father.

As Neil was plonked down on the now evacuated toilet he felt as if his tummy was on fire. Looking up he saw his mother enter the bathroom now crowded with his two parents and older sister crowding in the relatively small room. Despite his audience he was not overly self conscious. The Regime Orphanage used communal toilets and he was used to relieving himself in the company of half a dozen other boys. He was also used to being watched by woman as many of the matrons at the Orphanage would ensure that boys did not tarry on the toilet or commit the sin of using too much toilet paper. The only thing that so far prevented him from going was the presence of Jenny. While Jenny was 4 years older she was more or less his age. Neil had had little experience with girls due to the fact he had been in an all boy institution for as long as he could remember.

A strong contraction returned his attention from the teenage girl back to his bowels. Despite his trying he felt his bottom spasm and he felt his entire belly empty.

Jenny blanched and run from the room, while she had experienced the dreaded 'bottom blasters' on several occasions it was a far cry from watching it happen to another. Her mother laughed at the white faced girl and opening a cabinet under the sink extracted a well used enema kit. Her husband put his arm around the straining boy and comforted him his other hand began massaging the boys belly. Michael marvelled as he helped sooth the boy as he watched the boys belly literally deflate as it contents emptied.

Neil panted as finally he felt completely drained he made to stand. His fathers hand held him down and Neil looked up at him questioningly. "Wait for it" Michael replied a smile on his face.
Half way through the sentence Neil realised why his father restrained him as a second wave began.

Michael satisfied that Neil was not going to risk going anywhere soon turned to his wife who was preparing the boys enema. "I think we should use the soothing recipe for once. A cleansing enema may be to much for him". Victoria without turning held up an empty pouch of the soothing enema package she had already emptied into the rubber container. "Great minds think alike love" she replied "After all I will be starting his home schooling tomorrow and given the new equipment we purchased he will need to be tip top down there. "Mike would you mind finishing up in here and I'll settle the girls down for the night and get our bed ready".

Neil felt the strong hands of his new father lift him to the feet, flush the cistern and taking a moist toilette clean him up. "Now Neil you need to go wee wee now" Michael turned the boy and took hold of the boys small penis and pointed it towards the porcelain bowl.

Neil was mortified as he felt this man's hand hold his pricklet and despite not normally suffering from a shy bladder was unable to release his full bladder. Tutting under his breath his father pressed a hand down firmly on the boys bladder. Then with a rolling motion began palpitating the boys full bladder. Neil stood no chance at first a small spurt of wee came out and then with a gush he finally relieved himself. With a final shake Michael let his sons willy flop loose and took a square of toilet tissue and with a firm hand stopped Neil as he made to escape. "No son boys, especially ones with a cute little foreskin like yours, should always wipe after going" he explained as he dabbed his sons penis dry. "Now over here" Michael took Neil by the arm and knelt the boy down over the edge of the bath bottom pointing up.

Neil yelped as he felt his fathers thick finger begin to smear some sort of gel on his somewhat sore anus. Neil relaxed as he felt the burn in his sphincter ease at his fathers soft caress and despite his embarrassing position he began to relax for the first time since coming to this house.

"Hi Dad" a deep but feminine voice broke Neil's comfort. Whipping his head Neil saw a later teenage woman dressed in a pale green nurses smock enter the room. She possessed a large pair of breasts which despite the fact she was slightly overweight still appeared huge to the naive boys pre-teen eyes.

"You must be Neil. Hello I'm your big sister Lisa" she smiled and her face lit up. She knelt down by the boy and rubbed his back and kissed the boy on his cheek. "Well you seem a bit busy at the moment but we can catch up tomorrow sweety. Good night dad." Lisa stood and kissed her father good night and gently patted her brothers bare bottom and walked out.

Neil was smitten, Lisa was the first young woman he had ever seen up close. the Matrons at the institute picked for age and maturity rather than their looks. His mother was well his mother and Jenny and Katie were simply girls, but Lisa was a woman. His bum still tingled where she had touched it and he felt his penis harden as he remembered the touch. Michael smiled as he noticed his sons reaction to his big sister but he understood how boys reacted, especially young boys. I should warn him about not reacting like that in front of his mother she is less likely to be as understanding. However he conceded knowing boys there was no point telling him to control himself around girls, most boys most times had little say in what their penis's did.

"Neil keep still while I give you this soothing enema. After you've releaved yourself you can go to bed.

Neil's eyes flew open wide and his penis deflated as he felt his father insert several inches of the enema nozzle deep in to his bowels and let loose its oily contents.

"Neil you room isn't quite ready yet" His father advised the boy as they entered his parents bedroom. Bloody contractors his father added under his breath. "So for the next week or so you'll be sleeping here with us. it would not be appropriate for you to sleep in the same room as your sisters and here we can keep an eye on you and help you settle in. Now go and get in bed" Michael swatted his nude sons backside and watched the boy skittle off and dive into the big king size bed.

Neil lay in the soft bed luxuriating at the feel of a soft mattress and warn duvet, luxuries unheard of at the Orphanage. He watched as he saw his father disrobe his breath catching in his mouth as he saw his father naked. His father was the first man he had seen nude. Of course he had seen dozens if not hundreds of boys naked but they all looked the same hairless with tiny parts. His father on the other hand could not look more different. Neil looked in amazement at the thick coarse black hair the covered his fathers chest and stomach and then carried on down making his groin appear like a dark forest. His fathers penis appeared huge to his young eyes although in truth it was only average, at least it dwarfed the small thing between his legs thought Neil.

Oh my God... Neil gulped as he saw his mother enter the room clad only in a sheer bathrobe then nonchalantly removing the robe and throwing it over a chair. His mother now stood naked and walked to her husband and kissed him. Neil watched his mother awestruck. Her breasts were medium sized and had began to lose the fight with gravity. Her womanly parts covered by a brown bush of pubic hair. Curiously Neil noted a large scar that marred his mothers perfection, a legacy from a caesarian performed at Katie's birth. An operation that later denied Victoria the opportunity to have the son she so desired naturally.

Neil lay still as he watched his two parents approach the bed conscious at the stiff erection his naked mothers body had created. Neil lay still as he felt the heat from his parents nude figures as they slid into the bed next too him trapping him between the two adults.

Neil had had a long day and the soft bed and warmth from the two adults soon lulled Neil to sleep. Neil awoke at the noise of a small grunt and the touch of a leg slipping over his warm body. Half asleep he felt the change in the shape of the bed. He struggled not to fall into the centre of the bed. To his left he saw his mother laying down and his father whose leg had caused the boy to awaken lay atop her kissing the middle aged woman's neck passionately. Michael sensing his wife tighten underneath him looked in the direction she faced. "Go back to sleep Neil you have a busy day ahead of you" he gruffly commanded before ignoring the boy entered his wife with a deep thrust.

Neil lay still as he heard and felt his two adopted parents make love next to him. The sounds of liquad slopping, flesh slapping together and the heavy breathing conjuring forbidden images in the little boys head.

Uhhh with a grunt he heard his father cum spurting his cum deep into his wife. With a peck of her lips he rolled off her and levered himself over his son back to his side of the bed.

As he did so for a brief moment Neil felt his fathers dick brush across his lower torso leaving a slimy trail across his skin. Neil despite not being able to make it himself was aware of what cum was, having seen some of the older boys spurt drops of it at night when the patrolling staffs walks gave the boys sufficient time to jerk off without the fear of a whipping.

Neil laid silently conscious of the slimy trail hardening and drying against his skin. He waited until he heard his parents breathing soften indicating that there were asleep and surreptitiously he took hold of his small penis and slowly fondled it to its full 2 inch hardness. he pictured the face of his oldest sister Lisa's superimposed on the naked body of his mother as he stroked himself. Noting a change in the sounds in the breathing Neil looked and saw his fathers eyes boring into him. Instantly he removed his hands knowing as he did so that his father must know what he had been doing. Expecting his father to immediately throw him out of his bed for his perverted behaviour and drag him back to the orphanage he looked at his father terror writ plain on his face. Michael reached a hand forward and softly took over from where his son had stopped his large hand holding the boys dainty penis between thumb and forefinger. Neil looked at his father in astonishment as his father raised a finger to his lips in the universal sign for silence and continued his slow masturbation of the boy. Neil laid there as waves of pleasure radiated from his tiny penis. Neil and his father locked eyes as Neil felt his balls tingle and a dry cum wash over him. Michael not wishing to wake his wife after her hard day quickly kissed his son on the lips to stifle the boys gasps. Maintaining the kiss until the boy softened and recovered his wits. Hugging the boy he spooned his new son his spent penis laying on his sons bottom and slipped off to sleep with his son.

Neil woke as a beam of sunlight crossed his eyes. Blinking he looked around and noted that both his parents were already up. Standing he first went to relieve himself before walking down the stairs to the kitchen where he heard his family talking. Peering around the door he saw his parents and all 3 of his sisters sitting around the kitchen table eating a breakfast of toast or ceral. Seeing Neil hover at the door his mother waved him over to the empty seat next to her. "Sit here dear and I'll get your breakfast ready".
Neil quickly complied as he felt his belly rumble, empty as it was from last nights trip to the toilet.

"I think these Farley's baby rusks will make a sensible step up from that horrid porridge for you Neil, they are just the right consistency but not too rich" his mother returned and placed a plastic bowl in front of her son containing two rusks and poured a liberal amount of warm milk over them. With a spoon Neil watched as his mother mashed the rusks up into a thick but sweet smelling paste. His mouth watered at the smell. He knew by the way his mother fussed that she would insist on feeding him again like a baby. These Farley's rusks I think she called them smelt wonderful compares to the normal watery porridge he got for breakfast.

"Lisa fetch his juice for you its already on the side" Victoria asked her daughter as she hooked a plastic bib over the naked chest of Neil. "Open wide and here we go".
Neil chewed the sludge that his mother fed him his eyes widening in delight at the sweet flavour. With a clunk Lisa placed a plastic beaker topped by a babies drinking lid. His mother continued to feed him only turning from her task to tell her two younger children to dress ready for school. Neil was somewhat surprised at this as he had been told that he and his sisters were to be home schooled, but perhaps he misheard he thought.

Sitting alone at the table know he slowly sipped the cold orange juice from the plastic baby beaker and contemplated how his life had changed. Until yesterday he had expected to spend the rest of his life, or until he had been conscripted into the armed forces when he turned 18, in the Orphanage. then he had been selected and adopted by a new Mummy and Daddy. But since then he had been forced to remain naked at all times, given a huge dinner, some sort of enema tablet. He had laid next to his parents as they made love and then had his father slowly wank him off. All in all this was not quite what he had expected, and he was not sure whether it was a move for the better.

"Come on sweety time to show you the 'Bellow's schoolroom'" His mother gave a girly little giggle and ruffled her sons hair. His mother explained that she had hated the ill discipline in state schools and therefore had home schooled all her children. She accepted that discipline in schools had significantly improved since the Regime was introduced, but since she had started home schooling she might as well finish. "This is the school room. We converted your Daddy's study. In here you will be expected to behave as you would in school, Do you understand?" Neil nodded. "Good then come on you sisters should be waiting for us".

Neil followed his mother into the room. Along one wall was a huge full bookcase, along another a wall of various childish paintings indicating his new sisters general lack of artistic ability. The final side of the room was in fact a large expanse of glass that opened up onto the back garden of the house. This was not however what drew Neil's attention. The room was bare save for 4 desks. One big teachers desk sat one end by the window, while three smaller wooden old school tables sat lined up facing the larger desk. Two of the desks were occupied by his sisters. To Neil's surprise he saw that both were dressed in what must have been a school uniform. Both wore pure white old fashioned blouses with frilly collars and grey skirts that reached to there knees. Both girls sat demurely on their seats, hands folded in their laps their attention firmly to the front, the heads not even turning at the entry of their mother and brother.

"Take your seat and we will start" his mother advised as she led her son to the spare desk and then made her way to the front.

Neil pulled the chair out and felt his jaw drop. His chair an otherwise unremarkable plastic school chair had one unusual feature. Fastened to the seat of the chair there was a thick pointed and flanged butt plug.

"Mum I can't sit on that".
"Why not? Jenny did you forget to grease your brothers fidgeting restraint like I told you too" Victoria demanded of her daughter as she made her way to Neil's seat.

"No Mum I used plenty of vaseline like you told me too" Jenny defended herself.

Victoria looked at the prong and noted that indeed there was a thick greasy film coating the plug. "Well Neil what is te problem?"
Neil looked at his mother, then to the plug and once more at his mother. "Theres a huge thing there".
"I know its suppossed to be there. It's to stop you fidgeting when you should be studying. I'm going to count to ten if your not sitting down by then your going to get a spanking and then sit down on your chair anyway. One..
Two..
Three..

Neil looked at the determined glint in his mothers eye and realised that there was no escape. Resignedly he hovered his bottom over the prong and tried to lower himself down.

"Owwwww" he cried out as barely the tip of the plug opened his sphincter painfully. His mother ignored this blatant attempt to avoid sitting doen and continued her relentless count.

Five..
Six..

Once more Neil pushed down this time succedding to drive another third of the prong into his abused hole, feeling as if the prong would rip him apart.

Seven..
Eight.

With a desperate thrust Neil literally dropped onto the prong a burst of pain as the widest part of the prong seemed to catch and prevent him from sitting fully on the prong.

His mother decided to take pity on Neil given that this was his first time and with a firm push drove her son fully down the flanged head now securing her son firmly onto the seat.

"Finally all this fuss over taking a little training plug up your bottom. If you make this fuss how your manage when you graduate to a normal sized plug I don't know. I'm going to be leniant given that this is your first day Neil, but if you make such a fuss sitting down again your bottom is going to be introduced to spank spank land." With this lecture delivered Victoria returned to her desk as Neil squirmed on the butt plug which felt as if it would burst him from the inside, tears he could not restrain leaking from his eyes.

Turning to address the small class Victoria began.
"Neil let me explain how this home schooling works. While it may be based at home you will be required to behave exactly as if this were a proper school. Lessons start at 8:30 on the dot. The morning lessons continue until 12:30 when we break for 1/2 lunch. Then lessons continue until 4, after that you can go and play.

Neil had recovered somewhat from his painful seat nodded in understanding.

"Good. Then first thing we need to do is see what sort of education they managed to give you." his mother dropped a small photocopied sheaf of questions on his desk.

Despite the pangs of pain that the plug caused as he shifted uncomfortably on his seat, Neil's heart picked up he had always done well academically. Although he admitted privately being able to spell your name correctly 3 times out of 4 put you head and shoulders above most state educated pupils. Taking hold of a pencil he began the test.
It took barely 5 minutes for the faint light of hope to go out in Neil's heart. Question 12) What is the average monthly rainfall in Belize? How the hell would I know. Question 37) If relation A is a subset of relation B, what is C if C is the total of A times B? Ummmmmmm.....

"Times up lets see how you've done then son".
His mothers voice startled Neil as he turned the page 6 of the paper over not yet half way through.

"Don't worry you weren't expected to finish the entire test" Victoria reassured her son, "Stay where you are and I will makrk the test. You two carry on with your essays" she informed her daughters.

Neil watched anxiously as his mother began marking the test an occasionnal tut tut issuing from her mouth. Victoria massaged her temples and looked up at her son
"Just what have they been teaching you at school up until now. You only got 29%".

"Hee hee your going to get punished" Katie exclaimed delight at her new brothers discomfort plain. "No he isn't Katie, and did I say to stop writing".
"But Mum I got punished when I got 70% last week" this from Jenny who felt incensed that her brother was gaining preferential treatment. "Jenny that was because you got 80% on the same test the week before." her mother explained the testiness in her voice preventing Jenny from continuing her complaint. "In this house Neil we don't punish mistakes, we punish not trying" she gave a reassuring little smile at Neil who smiled weakly back.

"Katie fetch your workbook you completed last year. I think that's about the right level for your brother".

Katie stood up and ran to a cupboard and took out a green book and skipping over handed it to her brother. "You're stupid boy. Can only cope with a 6 years old's work" Katie stuck her tongue out at Neil, who blushed at the insult.

"Katie Melanie Bellows"
Katie stopped instantly her mothers angry voice and use of her 'dreaded' middle name meant she was in trouble.

"I will not have you tease your older brother like that. it is not his fault he has not had the opportunities you have enjoyed. Come here".

Katie whined but complied knowing that her mother was going to punish her and desperate not to make matters worse.

"Katie you need to be punished for your bratty behaviour" Katie's mother berate the 8 year old who looked at her feet with a hang dog expression.

Neil watched avidly he knew what being 'punished' meant at the Regime Orphanage. It meant a severe bare bottom whipping, a fate he had only experienced once, and that had left him bedridden for days. Neil watched as his mother raised her hand and then handed her daughter two sheets of thin ruled A4 paper. "You will right out a hundred times 'I must not tease my brother just because he is a little uneducated.' in your best handwriting, and you are not allowed to go out and play until you have done so."

Neil looked on astonished at his mothers amazing leniancy, and feeling that this home may bot be so bad after all. "Oh Mum" Katie whined but crept back to her desk at her mothers firm stare.

Neil sat silently as he worked through his younger sisters book brow furrowing over some particularly hard sum. His bottom somewhat used to the plug up it still ached occasionally to remind him of its presence. With relief he lowered his pencil as his mother called time for lunch. He watched Neil and Jenny raise and head for the door and rose to join them.

"Owwwwww...." his sore anus distended wide but failed to loose its grip. Neils knees collapsed beneath him as his bottom reminded him that he was firmly stuck to the chair. Landing hard the butt plug bruised his tender insides causing him to yelp once more.

His mother so that he was unable to raise and beckoning her two daughters helped her son extract himself from the chair. Neil blushed red as he felt his older sister Jenny take firm hold of his right thigh and his mother the left and heave him bodily upwards. The chair rose from the floor the plug stronger than gravity until Katie pulled down on the seat with all her strength and with an audible pop the plug plopped out of his red bottom.

Neil quickly ate the hot soup and crusty bread roll that he and his sisters were given for lunch, shifting occasionally upon the cool kitchen chair his aching anus still slightly open from its extended violation.

All too soon the 1/2 hour lunch came to an end and Neil trooped behind his family back into the room until he stood face to face with the dreaded chair. With a restraining hand his mother stopped Neil as he made to sit upon the plug. Neil looked askance until he saw his mother take a pot of vaseline and reapply a coating to the plug and then with a nod bid her son sit and turn to the others.

"Children this afternoon we will be studying ancient history, Jenny you were to have prepared a report please read it out".

Neil perched above the plug the tip just resting on his sore anus. With a grimace he decided to end his torment quickly and dropped down. the plug swiftly stretching his hole once more. though to Neil's relief the fact that his hole was still loose from this morning restricted the pain to a dull ache. Settling down he turned his attention to his sister.

Neil lay in bed reflecting on his first full day as a Bellow's boy. His bottom was sore and a quick feel soon reassured him that despite his fear his hole was intact and had, much to his surprise, returned to its normal size.

Neil quickly withdrew his fingers as his parents walked into the bedroom and proceeded to lay down. For a few minutes Neil laid still as he heard his mothers breathing turn to a slight snore. Shifting his weight Neil pressed his buttocks back into the hairy groin of his father hoping that his father would repeat his fondling of the night before. Neil breathed in as he felt his fathers large arm reach around but to his chagrin instead hug the boy into his fathers body so they spooned together, and with a snuffling sound he felt his fathers body relax into sleep. For a moment Neil considered taking matters into his own hands his small pricklet aching, but sensing that his parents may wake satisfied himself by wiggling his bottom more firmly into his fathers thick bush closed his eyes and fell to sleep.

"What?" Neil's surprised voice echoed around the small school room confusion clear in his voice. The giggles of his two sisters forming a background to his cry. "I said this morning I will explain the facts of life to you. In understand your opportunites in an all boy Orpahange would naturally limit you in this." Victoria explained to Neil over breakfast on Saturday. Her statement causing a bout of giggles from Katie and Jenny. So we will be undertaking some practical sex education lessons" his mother reiterated. "Mum can I watch, pleeaasseee" Jenny begged.
"Oooh, ooh me too Mum" Lisa piped up her eyes twinkling at the embarassment plain in both her mother and her new brother.

"No Jenny and Lisa act your age, you're not helping you know? Neil after breakfast go to the study and wait for me there. Everyone can clear out, OK" Victoria sweapt her gaze across the line of her daughters faces.

Neil entered the study and closed the door behind him and turning let out a gaze at the sight in front of him. Propped up by the desk was a life size manniquin of a naked woman. Walking over Neil immediately gave the figure a gentle push and felt the rubber like skin give way slightly. Neil stood back noting the 'O' shaped hole in the 'woman's' face, the fake cones meant to resemble breasts, and, here is breath caught, what looked like a slit in between the dolls legs. He remembered back to when he had seen his mother naked and wondered whether she had one of these holes underneath the hair that covered her down there. Reaching out again he traced the line with a finger.
"I see you made Diane's acquaintance..."
Neil nearly had a heart attack as his mothers voice echoed from behind him. "Sorry I did'nt mean too...." Neil trailed off as he realised he had been caught redhanded fingering the goods so to speak.

Laughing Victoria ruffled her sons hair.
"Don't worry son, exploring her is the reason why I got your Dad to buy 'Diane'. As a young boy soon to be a man. you need to know how a womans body works. Clearly it would be inappropriate to expect your sisters you help so I brought in a little help.

Victoria thought back to the night before as she and her husband discussed this very matter when the children had been put down for the night. To her surprise it was Michael who raised the subject of Neil's sex education as he had left the girls totally in her hands. He had been idly flicking through the 'Regime' advice manual and had read the section on the required 'sexual development' of Regime children, and how it would now be considered child neglect not to assist children in developing these life skills.

Michael leant back and considered the matter. he and his wife had decided to closet their daughters from the vagaries of the world. Keeping then away from public schools and the hooligan children who attended such places. Only reluctantly did they even allow their children out to play in the afternoon aware that they needed some social skills, but even then the girls were kept on a short leash. Until now both he and his wife had felt they had done there best for their children. Then a few years ago the Regime came into existence and it advocated the exact opposite. Enforced nudity for all children but particularly boys. Compulsory sexual technique training and strict discipline. The last two at least were anathema to him. He had no sexual attraction to his daughters and neither he nor his wife had laid a hand on them in anger, relying instead on groundings, line writing and such like.

However he had began to change his mind. It all began when he and Victoria attended the Regime training classes which was required of all prospective parents. The tutors had explained and demonstrated the benefits of the Regime, and the statistics of the drop in youth crime could not be gainsaid. The final clincher had come when a parent brought a young child in to talk about his experiences. What was that boys name? Tom Copper... something like that. In any case the boy although shy had stood naked in front of 15 pairs of parents and explained how the Regime had improved his life. So convincing was the boy that despite his initial reservations Michael had began to be won over.

"Dear aren't you due to start Jenny's sex education soon?"

Victoria listened to other husband as he explained what the book suggested about the training of Neil and how Neil may be taken off of them if they failed to meet 'all' his developmental needs. Vistoria had always found it embarassing to speak to her daughters about sex, let alone a boy. She thought back to when she had sat her eldest daughter to talk about the birds and the bees, and had no great desire to go through such excruciating embarassment again.

Still that would be nothing compared to what Michael suggested she needed to do with Neil. She was minded to flatly refuse until Michael pointed out that she would lose Neil if she failed to raise him 'Regime', and there was the risk that Social Services may start interfering with how they raised their daughters. I have no choice she conceded and with a grimace accepted the Regime book that her husband proffered to her, and turned to the 'sex instruction' section and began to read.

"Well Neil lets start with the basics shall we" Victoria walked to where the doll lay and softly taking the hand of Neil began to point out the various differences between boys and girls.

"Right then question time. Lets see if you were paying attention. Where can a man insert his penis?".

Neil blushing red pointed to the dolls vagina.
"And?"
Neil swallowed and pointed to the dolls mouth and then with a gulp turned the doll around and pointed to the anus of the doll.

"Good boy and which of those holes risks pregnancy?" Victoria asked.

"The vagina, but also to a much smaller level the woman's botty" Neil stuttered.

"Correct, but the word is anus not botty. Please use the right terms in class. Now what areas of a womans body would you need to pay attention to to give her pleasure....Oh you've returned. Did you bring it?" This last question was directed at Lisa who had silently entered the room and was watching Neil as he began touching the doll's conical breasts and legs. the giggle she gave out as Neil run his hand over the latex dolls bottom as he looked at his mother questioningly gave her presence away.

"Yes Mum. I picked it up from the pharmacy on my way back from college" Lisa handed over a small plastic bag from which her mother took out a small bottle and peered at the small writing on its label.

Seemingly satisfied Victoria looked up and noted that Lisa still hovered by the door.

"Thanks dear you can go now."
"I just wondered could I stay to observe" Lisa asked in a rush, and seeing her mothers expression hurried on, "I am training to be a nurse and this would be a very useful training for me." Victoria knew her eldest child had cornered her. She had desperately wanted no one to be present for he sons introductory sex lessons, her embarassment acute enough. But her daughter was right, and Vicoria could not justify refusing Lisa's request. With a resigned nod Victoria acquiesed to her daughter, who smiled turned and closed the door behind her, trning the lock shut with a click.

Taking a deep breath Victoria flipped open the lid of the bottle she held and looked at her son as he stood next to the rubber doll, his hand still resting on its bottom.

"Neil. You have spent your entire life in an all boys orphanage. Well you see, when we were allowed to adopt you we had to promise to ensure that your Regime developmental training was brought up to speed...so to speak" Victoria came to a halt as Neil stared at her not understanding. "She means you need to know about sex and girls, brother" Lisa piped up from where she stood.

"Oh I see" understanding dawned in Neil's eyes, "but that's why your showing me the 'thingies' using this doll" Neil replied.

"Well yes, but the Regime is not just concerned about modesty, or discipline. It's also about training the young up to be good husbands and wives. And one thing you need to know as a husband is how to be a good lover".

Neil looked at his mother his confusion returned.

"Mum means you need to know more than just where things are and where they go, but also how to do it" Lisa explained, "Mum and Dad think you should get some practice on 'Diane' here to learn how". Lisa grinned like a Cheshire cat at the look of horror that crossed the nude boys feature as he looked back and forth between the rubber doll and his mother who red faced tried to appear determined.

With a surprising quickness Neil darted forward past his mother and run past Lisa towards the door. Yanking the door Neil remembered too late the door was late. His sisters heavy hand grabbing him by the shoulder and dragged him back to his mother.

"I don't want to fuck that doll. That's sick" declared Neil as he stood in front of his mother.

With a firm hand Victoria grabbed her new son and raising one leg up draped him over her knee and began spanking the boys pale cheeks.

"Naughty ... SLAP ... boy .....SLAP" A moderate slap punctuating each word, "If you don't reach a basic level of Regime training within 4 weeks when the Social Workers come around to assess your placement, then you could be taken off me" to Neil's surprise his mother burst into tears and lifting him up hugged Neil tightly.

Neil too started crying, not at the spanking which he barely felt, but at the raw emotion and longing in his mothers voice. "I'm sorry Mum I didn't I know. I'm sorry. Please stop crying" Neil began hiccuping as he pled with his Mum.

Wiping her eyes Victoria looked her son in the eyes with a smile. "Good boy. Promise you'll do what your told from now on?".

As Neil nodded his mother took her handkerchief out to dry her eyes and watched as Lisa took over.

Neil watched licking his lips as the plump 17 year old girl who he know called sister opened the bottle she had purchased and slowly squeezed a thick glob of jelly on her upturned palm.

"Now Neil this is KY jelly" she explained "it is used to lubricate a womans parts if she is not moist enough down there. Since Diane is a doll we need to use this. If it was a real girl you could help her self lubricate by foreplay and cunnilingus...don't worry about what that is for the moment you'll learn about that soon enough".

Neil stood stock still as the teenage girl leant forward and taking the shaft of his penis began softly massaging the jelly on it.

"oooh you are a kean one aren't you" Lisa teased the boy as his small penis immediately hardened to almost 3 inches in length.

Neil cringed in embarassment knowing that he wouls soon have to make out with the ugly rubber doll, but the fact that a seventeen year old girl was giving him his first heterosexual handjob prevented him from resisting.

Lisa satisfied at her job wiped her hands and with her mothers help lifted Neil onto the table with the doll.

Neil lay there facing the doll unsure what he was expected to do. As he looked back to ask his mother what to do next he saw her hand give his two pale buttocks a push causing him to fall forward and bounce on top of the doll who gave what sounded like an indignant squeak as the doll squealed on the smooth table top.

Neil flinched slightly as he felt his mothers cool hand rest on his buttocks preventing him from raising up from where he lay between the dolls legs.

Uhhhh a soft groan escaped from his lips as he felt his mothers other hand reach through his bare legs and take hold of his slick penis between a thumb and forefinger. "You see sweety what you need to do is insert you pee pee into the girls vagina like this" Victoria guided her sons small penis into the dolls hole and with a firm push on his buttocks forced the boy to penetrate his full length into the latex sheath. "How does that feel?"
"Uh funny I suppose" Neil answered his mothers question, "Like something is gripping my penis tightly" he explained further. "good now what you need to do is move it back and firth, like this" Neil yelped as he felt his mothers finger push into his still sensitive anus and curl around inside of his.

Using her bowling ball grip of her sons bottom she pulled his body and penis out of the doll until only the tip remained embedded and then pushed down causing Neil to groan out as he felt the dolls fake vagina grip and slide over the length of his shaft.

"Up and down, Up and down" with each sentence Victoria lifted her sons hips as she instructed her son on the importance of good rhythm for pleasuring a girl.

Victoria smiled as she felt her sons anus start to pulsate and constrict around her finger, Neil's breathing sped up a few moments later Neil convulsed gently and collapsed on the doll post orgasm.

Removing her finger with a sticky plop Victoria rubbed her sons sweating back affectionately, whilst Lisa looked on with wide eyes at the sight of her new brother cumming while making love to a rubber sex doll.

"But remember just because you've had your fun doesn't mean you should stop. You need to learn that sex is about sharing pleasure not just having it" she warned her son and with a firm slap to his bottom bid him to continue fucking the doll. His prepubescent penis hardening quickly as Neil began to thrust once more to avoid any more spanks from his mother.

Victoria watched as her sons pale cheeks bounced up and down and smiled wistfully at the sight. If only my mother in law had taken the time to train Michael a bit better in all this and who knows. Victoria grinned at the thought of her husbands prim mother teaching her son how to make love. It's a pity she didn't she conceded as she thought on Michael's habit of pawing her for a couple of minutes at most and then rolling off her as soon as unloaded in her. If it wasn't for the 3 daughters she had gotton from her then she could have well done without her husbands attentions at all.

"I'm cumming mummy"

Neil's exclamation broke into Victoria's dark thoughts.
"Well done. Take a few minutes rest and then see if you can go for round 3" she encouraged, "Dry cummers like you can go half a dozen times if they try".

"What's a dry-cummer mother?" Lisa asked.
Victoria looked at her naive daughter and wondered whether her decision to protect her daughter from the world was the right decision. "A dry cummer dear is a boy who does not as yet produce sperm or ejaculatory fluid when they cum. Neil here is still a little young yet.".

"Ooohhhh" Lisa blushed and looked away from her mothers amused stare.

Lisa looked back at her mother when she heard her name.
"Yes?"
"I think Neil here has had enough time to get his breath back. Help get his little manhood hard again. We'll let Neil practice once more today and then call it a day, don't want to wear his pee pee out do we".

Neil hid his face as his mother teased him, but he felt his sore penis react as his sisters finger trailed his two balls. Deciding to try to get this over with he began thrusting his sore penis into the doll and replaced the ugly face of the doll with his oldest sisters face and continued his training.