Make a Boy Hard and He Will Like You 1

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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How can an undigested hot dog lead to a neighborhood of boys enslaved by their female neighbors? Barbara and Jenny learn that boys like getting their penises hard, and discover a way to masturbate them using a rubber ball. The boys get hooked, the girls have fun, and the practice spreads.

Author’s note. I came across some pictures on the web where a woman was masturbating a man by rubbing a pink rubber ball against his penis. What’s more, the ball was of the kind played with by little girls when I was a boy. The words stamped on the rubber said, “Spaulding Hi-Bounce Ball,” but us kids referred to it as a “Spalldeen”. Seeing the ball brought me back to an age of innocence. Seeing the activity got me thinking and so this story evolved.

Make a Boy Hard
Part 1
Barbara and Jenny Get Boys to Like Them

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Barbara Brown looked down at the penis before her. It belonged to a fellow first grader, Bobby Stewart. At Barbara’s side was her 5-year-old sister, Jenny. This wasn’t just a simple schoolgirl curiosity. Both girls knew what a penis looked like. Barbara had a hypothesis to test based on something her mother told her the previous night.

The girls’ acquaintance with penises started at home. Both of them had seen their father naked. The girls’ father was by no means a flasher or a pervert, it’s just that in their house things were open about sex. The Browns weren’t practicing nudists and their parents took a good amount of precaution to keep their children out of the bedroom during their intimate moments, but if someone caught another family member not fully dressed in the course of getting ready for work or school, nobody made a big deal out of it. As the girls’ mom put it, “Everybody has a body. Some are boy bodies and some are girl bodies.” And that was all there was to it.

The girls’ mom was good about answering questions about sex. She knew that they had the normal schoolgirl curiosity about what boys looked like and took advantage of everyday situations such as allowing them to watch babies being changed to explain the differences between the sexes. Each of the girls even had her own anatomically correct baby boy doll.

As for the girls, it gave them a certain sense of pride when their friends were talking about “pee pees” and “wieners” and “boy things” to inform them that the grown-up word for it was “penis.”

The hypothesis Barbara was testing with Bobby came about as a result of a badly digested hot dog. Barbara consumed the snack about an hour before bedtime, and it didn’t sit well in her stomach. She woke up with a stomach ache.

Getting up, she padded her way to her parent’s bedroom. The light was on, so she figured they were up and just walked in. It might have been the only time that her parents had failed to lock the door for privacy. Barbara had no idea of what her parents we doing on the other side of the door.

As she opened the door, she could see that her mom was sitting in a chair with one leg crossed over the other, and was dressed in her work clothes (white blouse, black skirt, and heels). Her father was totally naked and kneeling before her. He had one of her feet in his hand and was bent over, face close to the shoe. It looked like he might have been kissing it.

Barbara’s attention was soon wrenched away somewhere else. She might have not noticed otherwise, but as her father straightened up, he made a big deal of trying to cover up his penis. He never did that before. As he did, she noticed that her father’s penis was big and hard and sticking straight out. She never saw it in that condition before.

She also thought she saw something looped around the base of it, but she couldn’t get a good look at it. His hands were at least that fast.

While her attention was focused on her father’s penis, her mom quickly drew the cover over a bunch of stuff on the bed before Barbara couldn’t see what it was. As her dad got up and almost ran into the bathroom, her mother stumbled through an unsolicited explanation, “Err, hi honey. Um, Daddy and I are just playing a game.”

Barbara was curious about what kind of a game would have her mother dressed for work in the bedroom in the middle of the night, but as her eyes followed her father she asked, “Why is daddy’s penis so big?”

“That’s quite normal, Barbara,” her mom replied seemingly recovering her composure. “It means that your daddy likes me. When a boy likes a girl, sometimes his penis gets big. It just means that daddy likes me.”

That seemed like a very reasonable explanation, so Barbara nodded and tucked that information away. She had a more pressing mission, “Mommy, I have tummy ache!”

Some antacid and motherly love look care of the stomach ache, and soon she was tucked comfortably back in bed to ponder what she had just seen and heard.

It was still rambling around the back of her mind as she and her sister were playing the following day. They were soon joined by Barbara’s classmate, Bobby.

After playing for a while Barbara asked as if out of the blue, “Bobby, do you like me?”

“Of course,” he replied.

“Then show me.” she demanded.

“How?”

“Take out your penis and show me,” Barbara repeated.

“Here?”

“Let’s go to the cave.” Barbara suggested. The cave was an area between the house and the bushes. The stalks of the bush were about two or three feet from the house and the branches overhung making a child-sized cave where they used to play all the time.

As open as the Browns about sex, and as certain as Barbara felt that it was OK to do this, she still had a feeling that this was an activity that shouldn’t be done “outside.” Once everybody was comfortably situated, she asked Bobby again, “Take it out.”

“Why” was his response.

“Because I want to see if you like me.”

“How can you tell,” Jenny asked.

“It gets big and hard. Mommy says so,” Barbara responded.

Jenny looked at Barbara dubiously, so the 7-year-old explained it to the 5-year-old, “Mommy makes daddy’s penis big. She says it’s because he likes her. When a boy likes a girl it makes his penis big.”

Barbara turned to Bobby and asked, “Does your penis get big and hard?”

“It gets hard sometimes,” Bobby replied.

“Well, let’s see if you’re hard now,” she said.

Bobby unzipped the fly on his shorts and took out his little-boy penis. It looked a lot different and a lot smaller than the girl’s dad, but it did look bigger than the penises they saw on baby boys or on their dolls.

Barbara reached down and grabbed it.

“Hey,” Bobby protested.

“I’m just checking to see if it’s hard,” she replied. Then she frowned, “It’s soft. You don’t like me.”

“I like you, Barbara,” he replied.

In the meantime her sister got into the act, “Can I touch it?”

“Sure,” she said. It didn’t occur to Barbara to even ask Bobby if she could.

Jenny grabbed hold of his penis and started bending it and playing with it with her fingers. After a while, it got bigger and harder.

Barbara noticed this and pouted, “Bobby, you like my sister, but you don’t like me.”

“I like both of you,” he said.

“Let me see,” she said, taking his penis back from her sister.

It did feel hard and when she let go, it stuck straight out just like her daddy’s did the previous night, although Bobby’s was still a lot smaller.

“Can you make pee with it like that?” Barbara asked.

“I think so.”

“Can you show us?”

Bobby managed a small stream of urine much to the delight of the girls.

Barbara and Jenny spent their time playing with Bobby’s penis until lunchtime. According to the theory Barbara was testing, Bobby liked the girls the whole time.

The girls sat on their back porch eating their lunch and discussing the day’s events. Jenny was curious as to how her sister learned about this “hard” thing so Barbara explained what she saw the previous night and how her mom told her that when boys like girls, their penises get hard.

“When we touched Bobby’s penis, it got hard,” Jenny said.

That comment got Barbara thinking. “If when a boy likes a girl his penis gets hard, and when we touch it, it gets hard, then touching a boy’s penis and making it hard will make him like us.” It was simple 7-year-old logic, but it worked! Little did the girls realize the power they had at their hands.

The girls were soon out recruiting boys of all ages to see if the boys liked them.

Some refused to play, others did so begrudgingly, but a lot of them really did enjoy having their penises played with by the girls. The girls were impressed by the sheer variety of penises out there. “If you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all,” certainly isn’t true when it comes to this organ. The girls were amazed by the many sizes and even shapes and soon learned that there were two kinds of penises: those that were covered up when small and those that were out all the time. They could tell which boy was who just by looking at his penis.

One of the things the girls learned was that sometimes they could make the boys get “the wigglies,” that is they started breathing funny and got kind of fidgety all over and wiggled after they played with them for a while. These boys seemed eager to play again. At the time, they didn’t know how important this really would become.

Checking boy’s penises was a favorite game of the girls and something that they kept between themselves until Barbara was 11 and Jenny was 9. That’s when “it” happened. “It” was a pivotal event in the girl’s lives but it started rather small.

(The End)