Make a Boy Hard and He Will Like You 2

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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In part one, the girls discovered that some boys liked having their penises touched and played with confirming what their mother had told them that when a boy’s penis gets hard for a girl, it means he likes her. In this part, they learn that even big boys like it and learn how to use a new toy.

Make a Boy Hard
Part 2
The Girls Enslave Billy

Billy Green was a boy on a mission: find the girls who abused his kid brother. How could his brother be so stupid? Tommy was 12 and should have known better than to deliberately show his penis to a bunch of girls. What’s worse, he dropped his pants and showed it to their 10-year-old sister.

His folks hit the roof when they found out. Of course they found out. Billy was the one who caught them and thought he could get his sister in trouble. She was really a nice girl, but she could be annoying in ways that only a kid sister could be. His revelation turned out the other way around. Tommy was the one who got in trouble and his sister insisted that she was an innocent victim. His sister tried to act scandalized but he knew that she was trying to peek in on him or Tommy in the shower all the time.

He overheard their interrogation of his brother, and got Barbara’ and Jenny’s names. Tommy escaped serious punishment: his parents let the incident go with a warning not to do it again.

As Tommy and Kelley were dismissed, Billy met them in the hallway. He gave Tommy a hard time about it, “What’s the matter with you? Don’t you know any better?” Tommy just bowed his head and said nothing.

Turning to his sister, he said, “And you shouldn’t have been looking.”

She responded, “He took it out right in front of me. What was I supposed to do?”

Billy knew who the girls were and where they lived. He went to their street with no clear purpose in mind. He had this vague feeling that he needed to avenge the humiliation on behalf of his sex. He found the girls by the old Miller place bouncing a rubber ball back and forth to each other.

He walked up to them and asked, “Are you Barbara Brown.”

“I am, and this is my sister Jenny. What’s it to you?”

“You made my brother show you his thing.”

“Penis!” Barbara said, handing the ball to her sister. The boy seemed taken back by Barbara’s knowledge of that word, and her willingness to use it.

“Well, he got in trouble when he showed it to our kid sister.”

“Who is your brother?”

“Tommy Green. I’m Bill Green.”

“I know your sister,” Jenny said, “Her name is Kelley and she’s in my class at school.”

“How old is your brother?” Barbara asked.

“He’s 12. What’s that got to do with it?”

“He’s old enough to know what he’s doing,” Barbara said. Tommy was one of the girls’ better successes. To date, he was the oldest boy they had seen. Normally all they got to see were boys Barbara’s age or younger.

“And how old is your sister?”

“She’s 10.”

Barbara nodded to Jenny, “Well my sister is almost 10 also and she doesn’t have a problem with it.”

“That’s not the point,” he went on. “I want you to stop doing it. I want you to apologize to him.”

“Stop doing what?”

“Looking at boys’ things.”

“PENISES!” Barbara nearly shouted. “And what’s that to you? You’re not the boss of me. My sister and I are going to look if we want and there isn’t anything you can do about it.”

Billy backed down. “Well you still owe my brother an apology.”

Barbara decided to push the issue a little more, “Apologize for what? All we wanted to do is see if your brother liked us.”

“What?”

“If a boy likes a girl, then he shows it by having an erection for her,” she stated proudly.

“You mean you saw my brother with a hard-on?”

“Well, it wasn’t hard until Jenny and I played with it. Then it got really big.”

“You actually touched his th … er, penis?”

“Of course, how else can we tell how hard he was? I think Tommy liked it.”

“I don’t think I’d like it,” he replied.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” Barbara taunted.

“Ha! I’m not letting no girl see my thing unless I see something in return.”

“Your penis!” she corrected him again. Somehow the use of that word made the boy uncomfortable so she decided to use it every chance she got.

Billy blushed at the mention of the word and felt funny about it. Here’s a girl, a kid, using this word. Even his friends in his special club didn’t call it that.

Barbara decided to press on with her attack. “Are you afraid that we’ll find out that you’re smaller than your younger brother? Maybe you can’t get it hard at all.”

“Can too!” he shouted back.

“Well, you’ll never prove it to me.” Barbara challenged.

“How can I do that?”

“Show it to me, if you’re man enough.”

“You’re on,” he responded before he realized what he had said. But what could he do? His manhood was insulted. It was too late to turn back. The challenge had been offered, and he had accepted. Besides, he didn’t think she’d take him up on it.

Barbara looked at her sister and smiled, Boys are so stupid. All a girl has to do is challenge a boy’s ego and she can trick him into doing just about anything for her.

“We can’t do it here,” he said, hoping to close the debate without any action taken.

Barbara jerked her head to the side and said, “Miller’s back yard.”

The Miller place was locked up but every kid knew where the hole in the fence was. There was an empty storage shed that kids used as a clubhouse and play house. The three of them crowded in there.

“Do it.” Barbara challenged.

Billy fumbled at his fly. He just wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. He closed his eyes and fished out his semi-erect penis.

The girls giggled. “What do you think, sis?” Barbara said. “He doesn’t look very big to me.” In truth, it was the largest penis either of them had ever seen on a boy, but Jenny played along with her sister’s lead.

“No he doesn’t,” she replied. “It looks like he sort of likes us. Maybe he just needs a hand,” she said, laughing at her own pun.

Without asking permission, Barbara grabbed Billy’s penis and started rubbing it.

“Hey!” he said at first with indignation, but then changed his tune very quickly. “Hey, that feels pretty good. Keep doing it.” He was no stranger to masturbation, but the feel of someone else’s hands on his penis felt exciting and humiliating. Barbara was rubbing it in ways he never thought of doing. The excitement won.

“It should feel good,” Barbara said confidently, “My sister and I have a lot of experience with this.”

She soon had him fully erected. “Jenny come try this, see how much Billy likes us.”

Billy felt a little annoyed at being handed off from one girl to the other as if he were some toy, but he was curious as to whether the younger girl would feel him up differently than her sister.

She did!

Jenny still had the rubber ball in her hand when she reached out to touch his penis. She nudged it with her ball, and the penis sort of twitched when it touched it. So instead of grabbing his penis as she normally would have done, she simply poked it with her ball, batting it around and making it swing up and down.

Barbara giggled, “Gee, that looks like fun. I got to try that.”

Her sister responded, “Get a boy of your own to play with. You can have him when I’m done.”

From Billy’s point of view, this felt really funny, but he could feel himself getting aroused. He liked it but had to check Jenny’s enthusiasm, “not so hard!” So Jenny eased up. She bounced it up and down on the ball. She giggled as it reminded her of the game she played with a paddle and a small rubber ball attached to it with a rubber band.

His penis was waving up and down wildly as Jenny batted it with her ball. It was sort of a hit and miss situation. Billy was swaying back and forth too much causing her to miss and have some off center shots. Billy liked the way it felt when she got a good hit and he wanted more stimulation, so he suggested, “Let me lean back against the wall so we’ll all be more comfortable.” He did more than that. He took his pants down.

“It was chaffing against the zipper,” he explained.

This was a rare enough treat for the girls since normally all we got to see was a penis sticking out of a boy’s pants. On rare occasions like this they got to see the whole show, so they weren’t startled by seeing Billy’s testicles even though, they too, were bigger than others they had seen before.

What did surprise them was seeing hair there. None of the boys they had seen before had hair there. Even the girls’ father didn’t have as much hair there. Billy had an unruly tangly mess there. Their father’s looked a lot neater as if it had been trimmed and combed.

Barbara was looking at Billy’s hair while Jenny resumed her exploration of his penis using the ball. She decided to stop bouncing his penis off the ball and taking it firmly with the fingers of one hand, rubbed it with the ball in her free hand.

Billy was actually helping her along giving her feedback on what felt good. “There, rub it a little more around the head. That’s it.” He didn’t realize it, but he was starting his road to slavery, and would drag a neighborhood of boys down with him.

Jenny went to her task with enthusiasm. Billy just moaned and breathed kind of funny. This little girl, 4 years his junior was arousing him with her rubber ball more than every centerfold in a whole stack of magazines at the club.

All of a sudden, Jenny announced, “It’s wet. He got my ball wet. He peed on it.”

Billy laughed.

“What’s the matter,” Jenny said almost pouting.

“It’s not pee,” he responded.

Jenny put the ball up to her nose. “It doesn’t smell like pee. All I can smell is rubber.”

Barbara thought she knew what it was and informed her sister, “That’s sperm. It’s the stuff that makes babies.”

Billy laughed again. “No it’s not. You want to see sperm? I’ll show you sperm. Back off, girls!” With that, he reached down and grabbed his penis and started stroking it. This was definitely not the kneading with the fingers technique that the girls had perfected. This was a rougher, more jerky approach to penis stimulation. Both girls made mental notes so they could do this with other boys in the future.

Billy started sweating and puffing and grunting. Then he gave himself what the girls called the wigglies. But he didn’t stop there. He kept on jerking. Then all of a sudden this white stuff shot out of the end of his penis. He kept rubbing his penis, and the white spurts kept coming. Finally he stopped and leaned back against the wall. He pointed to the pools on the floor of the shed and said, “THAT’s sperm.”

The girls stood there, eyes wide open, holding their breaths.

Barbara recovered long enough to ask, “What was that thing you did that made the sperm come out?”

“It’s called jerking off.”

She laughed, “From the looks of it, it seems to be an accurate term.”

She thought more about it. “Can all boys jerk off and make sperm?”

“I think the boy has to be older. I couldn’t do it until maybe a year or two ago. My friends can do it. I’m not sure if Tommy can do it yet. I don’t even know if he knows how to jerk off.”

Barbara looked at Jenny. Both girls had the same thought, “His friends can do it? How does he know?”

Billy looked embarrassed and then asked the girls, “Where did you learn how to do that thing with the ball?”

“Just now,” Jenny giggled. “It’s fun.”

“It sure is,” Billy admitted, “It sort of tickles and makes me want to play with myself. That was probably the best come I’ve had ever.”

“Come?” Jenny asked.

“Come. You know when the stuff comes out.”

Both girls nodded. Barbara said, “So that’s what an ejaculation looks like. I thought it just sort of came out like pee.”

“Maybe the next time you can play with me a little more. I bet you can even make me come with the ball without me having to touch myself.”

“Next time?” the girls thought. This was good news. Normally even the most eager boys needed some encouragement to come back for more. However, the girls merely laughed, “So then you liked it?”

“Of course,” he replied.

“Then you like us?” Barbara asked to reconfirm her theory.

“If you are going to keep me feeling this good I do!”

Billy left, and the girls contemplated what to do with this new knowledge.

(The End)