Make a Boy Hard and He Will Like You 5

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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Make a Boy Hard

In part four, Kelley took control over her brothers. She learned how to masturbate them to completion with the ball and now they vie with each other for her favor.

Make a Boy Hard
Part 5
More Fun With the Boys

In the morning, Tommy gave blouse (still damp but on a hanger) and ball back to Kelley.

As soon as their mom left, Kelley and the boys went upstairs to the boys’ s room. Kelley explained, “I didn’t realize what a mess you guys make when you do this. I don’t want that happening in my room anymore. I keep it clean. We’ll do it in here from now on.

I want you boys to clear a space where I can shoot you. I don’t want to deal with getting dirty anymore. For now, I’ll stand you in front of the door and shoot you into the hallway.”

Grabbing Tommy by the shoulders, she positioned him where she wanted him. He stood there like a statue.

“We don’t have time to do this properly. Just pull down your pants to your knees,” she suggested. “You too, Billy.”

Billy grinned broadly with the expectation of getting it off.

Kelley went back to work on Tommy’s penis. She managed to coax out a little pre-come and went to work rubbing in earnest. She felt the tensing and pulsing of her brother’s penis in her other hand.

Having done this with Billy before she had to concentrate less on the rubbing and could take in everything else going on around her. She could see Billy staring at what she was doing to their brother.

She noticed that Tommy’s whole body stiffened and his breathing became funny. This was “the wigglies” that Barbara and Jenny told her about. Only this time something else happened; the clear watery liquid that she saw the other day came out of Tommy’s penis. This time it squirted a little more. It was still just a little squirt of clear liquid and it barely jumped to the other side of the ball, but it announced her success in masturbating him.

“Oh wow,” Tommy said. “That was great. I could really feel it coming out.”

Kelley felt proud that she was able to force him to cum.

She looked over at Billy who was standing there, pants down and penis up. She smiled at him, crooked her finger in a “come here” motion and said, “batter up!”

He held out his penis for her to play with.

“You know, this would be more fun if you put your hands on your head.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.” It was a silly little thing but it was one more act of submission to her growing power over him.

She tickled his penis with the ball and had him fully aroused and dripping when she suddenly announced, “Oh, look at the time! You boys better get dressed if you’re going to make the school bus.” Tossing the ball to Billy, she said, “Here, clean this up. I’ll take it back after school.”

Billy couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was his sister actually going to leave him hanging. He looked over at his brother who still had a blissful smile on his face.

“You can’t do that,” he protested.

“I can do whatever I want,” Kelley said, “I’m the girl with the ball. You’re the boy with the penis that needs masturbating.”

“Finish me off!”

“No, we don’t have time for it.”

“That’s not fair.”

“I don’t intend on being fair. Keep arguing, and I won’t take care of you when we get home from school. In fact, you pissed me off.”

“I’m sorry,” Billy said contritely.

“Good, what are you going to do to make it up?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you have to do something nice for me or give me a present.”

“Like what?”

“You’ll think of something. You have all day at school to think about it.”

Kelley definitely had something to think about all day in school and it gave her great pleasure to think about it. She looked at boys differently and wondered what they had in their pants. She watched a group of younger girls playing a bouncing rhyme game with rubber balls in the playground at recess, she thought about how often she used to do that, and never knew the potential power she had.

Then it was just a toy for her. Now that she combined it with the toys her brothers kept for her between their legs, she realized what power it gave her. She realized that the power didn’t come from just the ball. The power came from her being a girl.

As soon as she got home, she went upstairs. She was too excited to even get out of her school uniform. She sat at her window and waited the 5 minutes until her brothers’ school bus arrived. They both got off and almost ran into the house. Seconds later they were at her door.

As Billy and Tommy stood in the door it was an awkward moment. Both of them wanted their sister to masturbate them, but didn’t know how to ask. Fortunately, Kelley had no such reservations. “Go to your room. Get totally undressed and stand there with your hands on your head. I’ll be there soon.”

Kelley was as eager as the boys to get on with the afternoon’s activities, but she wanted to play it cool. She wanted to demonstrate that she was in control and having them wait on her was one way to establish that control. She looked at her watch and waited a full three minutes. Time crept by slowly for her.

Time crept by even more slowly for the boys. The anticipation of the events to come had both of them erected.

Kelley smiled as she walked into her brothers’ room. There they were, totally naked, standing obediently with hands on their heads as she had ordered.

She walked up to Billy and said, “Where’s the ball?”

“I’ll get it.”

“No, you stand right there and tell me. Where’s the ball?”

“Bottom drawer, my dresser.”

Kelley thought that it was an odd place to hide an ordinary toy. Perhaps in Billy’s mind, it wasn’t an ordinary toy anymore. She opened the drawer and there were a bunch of old T-shirts.

“Right side,” Billy said. He couldn’t see what she was doing since the dresser was behind him.

Kelley couldn’t resist. Once she was in the drawer, she decided to do a little exploring on her own. She found the ball, but she also found a magazine. “What’s this?” she said.

Billy knew immediately what she had found and closed his eyes tightly. “Just something I got,” he said in his defense.

“I don’t think this is the kind of magazine dad buys. Where did you get it?”

“I got it from a friend of mine.”

“Hmm, maybe you could introduce me to this friend sometime. Do you think he’d be interested in what I do with you boys?”

He would, and Billy knew it, but he could never let this secret out.

“So what nice thing have you done for me today to deserve a reward?”

“I was thinking I could do the dishes for you tonight?”

“That’s good, but I really want payment up front.”

Billy looked dejected.

“I’ll let you go – this time. But from now on, you boys are going to do something nice for me before I give you your reward. Then I can decide if you’ve been nice enough.”

Kelley left the magazine on the dresser. She certainly had no interest in it. If her brother wanted to get hot and horny over it, that was his business. She grabbed the ball, walked in front of her brother and started masturbating him. “You watch,” she admonished Tommy.

Tommy needed no such order. He knew what it felt like and sympathized with his brother. As he watched his sister manipulate Billy’s penis with the ball, he could almost feel as if she were doing it to him. He had no issue maintaining his erection.

Billy’s penis was already hard in anticipation, and Kelley only had to give a couple of rubs before he started leaking his lubrication. She used the ball to spread it around his penis, and she used his penis to spread it around the ball.

To Billy it was sheer pleasure and pain. He was being brought step-by-step to the brink of an orgasm, but although his sister had him tottering on the brink, he never got the push to fall over.

It was like when he leaned back too far in a chair and fell backwards. There was this moment, a splintered second, where everything is in perfect balance and the fall could go either way. It was like that but unlike that. This was no splintered second, and the feeling of uneasiness was protracted with every rub of the ball.

He was no stranger to this feeling. He had felt it numerous times at his own hand, but then it was transient, a passing sensation that was soon lost in a wave of orgasm. Now he was living that moment indefinitely, waiting for the orgasm that may never come. Creeping towards it ever closer, reaching for it, almost brushing it with his fingertips, and not quite touching it.

How long could Kelley keep him there? She knew she had his total attention. His entire world was her hand, her ball and his penis. The rest of the universe did not exist.

Whether out of boredom, or mercy or simple lack of time, Kelley delivered the tiniest extra thrust to her ball. It was a small push, but a hard descent. Like a lightning bolt that had been building quietly, waiting for the right moment to strike, Billy’s orgasm overtook him.

It started somewhere in his penis but struck through his groin to his kidneys, firing off his adrenaline and spasming even his stomach. His spine was paralyzed with conflicting signals of pain and pleasure, now coursing through his body. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t utter a sound. He couldn’t even breathe.

It was as if his entire life essence was leaving his body in waves through his penis. Whoever called it the “little death” knew what they were talking about.

Tommy broke his silence as he whispered an “Oh, wow!” He even felt a mini-twinge in his own penis witnessing the event.

Kelley was delighted as she watched the torrents of hot liquid gushing from his penis. She knew she made him do this and he could not resist. She was in control of his body and that made parts of her body feel good.

Billy heaved and sobbed as she pumped his semen from his body. Gush after gush came forward until, still pulsing, his penis could deliver no more. His body slumped. He sighed with fatigue and contentment.

Kelley was concerned for him. “Why don’t you sit down on the bed and recover?”

Then it was Tommy’s turn. He eagerly stepped forward and took his position and let his kid sister go to work. She took her time teasing him and wondered if she could get him as wound up as her other brother.

Billy had regained enough strength to come over and watch her as she continued to masturbate his brother. It was difficult for him to decide who was having more fun, Kelley or Tommy. Although he just came, watching her manipulate the ball around their brother’s penis made him hard.

Tommy came with the same stiffening and grunting as his older brother. Kelley giggled as he donated his few pathetic drops to her ball. By the time she finished him, she had a tired arm, and two tired but very satisfied boys.

“Thanks Kelley,” Tommy managed to whimper.

“Yeah, thanks,” Billy added.

She was impressed that her brothers managed to thank her without her mother beating on them to do so. Getting a compliment out of one of these two was sort of like extracting teeth without the novocain: difficult and painful.

“Don’t forget, boys. You guys owe me big. You owe me for this one, and you owe me again before I do it again.”

Kelley enjoyed her new-found power. Not only did the boys do nice individual acts for her, but she insisted that they be nice to her all the time. No more teasing her, picking on her or complaining about the things she did.

Even their mom noticed the change in the boys’ behavior and complimented them on it. “Maybe they’re finally growing up,” Kelley suggested.

Kelley also liked playing mind games with the boys. One day after dinner she asked, “Who would like to play ball with me?”

Both boys enthusiastically said, “Me. I will.”

Her parents looked at their children dubiously. Since when did this spirit of cooperation come about? Nonetheless, her mom remarked, “You can play ball with your brothers after you’ve done the dishes.”

“OK mom,” Kelley said, “But Tommy told me that he’d do them for me tonight. Didn’t you Tommy?”

Tommy, caught off guard, merely nodded and mumbled a “yes.”

“That’s very nice of you, Tommy, to help your sister out like that. She does more than her share of the chores around here.” his mother said. She looked at Billy and said, “Maybe you could learn to be more like your brother.”

Kelley giggled silently, knowing that the boys would consider doing the dishes their good deed to get masturbated, they would complete for the privilege. She’d never have to wash a dish again!

Billy was hoping that playing ball with his sister would count as his good deed. After all, he was a teenager and she was just a little girl so he should be doing a favor by playing with her.

Kelley wasn’t really interested in playing ball. She was interested in teasing her older brother, making him handle the ball with her, bouncing it back and forth. She hardly played with the toy before, now she was rarely without it, keeping it where her brothers could see it. It was her token of authority and like a scepter she displayed it proudly.

To Billy, tough, it was not just a rubber ball; it was a symbol of his sexual servitude to his sister. He got hard just seeing it. Having to actually play with it with his sister put it into perspective. To her it was a game; to him it was his sex life and maybe more. But with both parents relaxing after dinner there was nothing he could do about it. Relief would come when Kelley deemed it would, and he was looking forward to the morning before the school bus.

The best he got out of this session was to disappear behind the garage with her for a minute to take his penis out to show it to her. She gave it a quick couple of rubs with the ball, not much more than to make him drip a little, before telling him to put it away.

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Barbara and Jenny came over to visit Kelley on Saturday morning. Before the “incident” they weren’t close friends, and it was apparent that Barbara and Jenny were there to check up on how Kelley was progressing with her brothers.

Barbara wasn’t shy about asking, “So did you do it again?”

Kelley laughed, “Of course.”

“How many times? Both of them?”

“Yes, and I even got both of them to come.”

“I thought Tommy was a dry comer,” Barbara stated.

“Well, I can get a couple of drops out of him.”

“So how are the boys taking it?”

“They like it very much. In fact they even ask me to do it to them. And that’s not the best part. They have to be nice to me and do nice things for me or I tell them ‘no ball.’ They bend over backwards trying to please me.”

“Can we see?”

Kelley stuck her head in the house and yelled, “Billy, Tommy, come here.”

“I’m busy,” Tommy replied.

“I’m in the middle of a game,” Billy responded.

Kelley gave them a reminder: something the boys would get but her parents wouldn’t understand. “I thought you said you wanted to play ball with me.”

She giggled as she heard her brothers scrambling upstairs. They nearly ran down the steps. She turned to her guests and said, “See how obedient they are?”

Both boys soon showed up at the door. Seeing Barbara and Jenny, they bowed their heads in shame remembering what the girls did to them last weekend.

Kelley snapped at them, “Be polite! Come here and greet our guests.”

Both boys shuffled forward and stood there looking at their shoes with hands clasped in front of them to hide their private parts even though they were wearing clothes. They each managed to mumble a couple of “hellos.”

Barbara was much more confident and in a more joyous mood. She laughed, “Nice to see you boys again. I almost didn’t recognize you with your clothes on. How’s it hanging? Do you like us girls?”

The boys blushed but didn’t answer.

“Can we see?” Barbara asked again.

Kelley intercepted this one, “We can’t do anything. Our parents are around.”

Jenny said, “All we want is a little penis peek to see if they like us.”

“Boys, take your hands away from your front. Put them at your sides. Let the girls see the lump in your pants. Show them how much you like them.”

Barbara suggested, “Our folks are out. We can do it at our house.”

“Oh, Billy would just love that. He seemed extra excited this morning. I didn’t get him to squirt before mom came back.”

“Can you show me how to do it? I didn’t get a chance last week. Jenny keeps telling me how much fun it is.

“Sure, I get enough practice at home. I’ll let each of you do one of my brothers.”

Turning to her brothers, Kelley said, “My friends want to see you and do the ball thing. Get your shoes on, we’re going out.”

The boys slipped their shoes on at the door.

Kelley turned to her brothers and said, “My ball is on top of my dresser. Which one of you wants to get it for me?”

She was immediately answered with “Me” and “I will.”

So she said, “Why don’t both of you go upstairs and get it.”

Her brothers raced up the steps. From inside the house, the girls could hear Mrs. Green’s voice, “Boys, stop running in the house!”

Billy must have won the toss or whatever other means they used to decide who would actually carry the ball.

The girls giggled. “Kneel down and present it to me.”

Billy got down on one knee and offered her the ball with both hands as if it were a sacred object.

“Thank you, Billy. Now who wants to go to the Browns to show the girls how much they like them?”

Billy was on his feet at once. “I want Jenny to do me; she does it really good.”

“You don’t have a say in the matter,” Kelley responded, “Us girls will decide who does who.”

Jenny said, “It’s OK, I like doing Billy. He’s bigger and squirts more.”

“Now wait a minute, I’m the big sister here, I should get to pick,” Barbara objected.

Kelley giggled, “Girls, girls! There’s enough penis to go around. We can figure out a way of who does who when we get to your place.”

The five kids departed several minutes later. When they got to the Brown house, they decided to do it in the basement. Although the girls rarely did boys in the house, they always did it in the basement. It just seemed right.

Kelley brought her ball along even though she knew Jenny and Barbara had their own. She kept bouncing it as they walked along. This was no idle activity to keep Kelley occupied as she walked along. It was psychological warfare. The boys knew very well what the true purpose of the ball was. Now, in the basement, she bounced it casually on the tiled floor as she said to her brothers. “Take your clothes off and show my friends how eager you are.”

The girls watched as the boys got unrobed. When they stood up, the girls were pleasantly surprised to see they were liking them. Liking them very much indeed.

Kelley said, “They’re always so excited over the idea of having me play with them that they’re always hard for me.” Turning to her brothers she quickly ordered, “Hands on head.” The boys obeyed without question.

Jenny and Barbara giggled at how submissively the boys were obeying their sister’s orders.

Kelley took Billy’s penis in her hands and waved it around as she lectured the Brown girls. “You see this part here,” she said pointing to the underside of the head of his penis. “I call this the cheeks. That’s the part you want to nick with the ball when you play with him. Hold it by the base with your other hand and move the ball up and down the underside of the shaft.”

“So who does who?” Jenny asked.

“I got an idea,” Kelley said, “Why don’t you girls undo your pony tails and give me your scrunchies.”

She took a scrunchie in each hand. “Pink for Barbara; purple for Jenny.” She then put her hands behind her back and brought them back out with closed fists.

“Billy, you wanted to pick which girl gets to play with you; pick a hand.”

Billy tapped her right hand. Kelley opened it to reveal the pink scrunchie. “Barbara it is,” Kelley said, rolling the scrunchie over his penis and balls. “It’s like my parents do at their wine parties so they can keep track of who is drinking what. This will help us remember which boy belongs to which girl.”

She then had Tommy step forward, and put Jenny’s scruchie over his penis.

“OK girls, now that you have your boys, it’s time to play ball.”

Barbara took Billy’s penis in her fingers and rubbed him along the shaft and head with the ball as Kelley coached her. Soon she had him dripping and tense. Kelley then went over to give Jenny a hand. Jenny’s hand was quite busy as she used it to rub Tommy’s penis with her ball. She squealed with delight as he had his little discharge under her manipulations, “Look at what I made him do!”

Meanwhile Barbara had her own penis to work on, and this one was older and bigger. Soon Billy was wiggling too, and panting and nodding his head up and down, pleading with her to continue. And then the dam broke and he flooded the ball with his sperm. She felt so powerful, so much in control and she loved this feeling.

“OK boys,” Kelley said, “Why don’t you clean up. Here’s some paper towels. Get down and wipe up your mess.” The boys got down on their hands and knees as the girls stood over them and watched.

“While you’re down there, why don’t you thank the girls for taking care of you?”

“Thank you Jenny. Thank you Barbara,” they managed to mutter.

“Kiss my shoe,” Barbara said feeling suddenly emboldened.

“Mine too,” her sister added.

All three girls giggled at this display of male submission. The girls hated to let the moment go. Seeing TWO naked boys on their hands and knees made their stomachs flip-flop. When they were satisfied that the floor was clean they allowed them to get up and get dressed.

“Thank you Kelley,” Barbara said as they prepared to leave.

“Any time,” she responded, “I need all the help I can get keeping these two in line. Maybe we can work out a schedule for the boys to come over here so you can play with them when my folks are at home. Would you like that boys?”

Both of them nodded vigorously.

“I’d like that very much, but Barbara and I are going to my aunt’s house at the beach tomorrow. We’ll be gone for most of the summer.”

“Well, I’ll see you girls when you get back. Come on boys, I have some things for you to do for me when we get home.”

(To be continued – Next: The Boys’ Slavery)

(The End)