Make a Boy Hard and He Will Like You 7
By NAMB
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Copyright 2015 by NAMB
all rights reserved
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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 six, Barbara and Jenny got to watch Kelley put
her naked brothers through their paces.
Make a Boy Hard
Part 7
Playing Games with
the Boys
Barbara was
amazed. “How did you ever train them to do that?”
“It’s a matter of
keeping them in a state of liking me.”
“You mean keeping
them hard all the time. Isn’t that a lot of work?”
“It is, but it’s
fun. One day mom was out all day and I decided that I wanted them hard all day,
every minute of the day, so I told them to get undressed and tickled them up
with the ball. If either of them even thought he was going soft, he had to come
to me to get tickled up again to stay hard.
It was so funny.
At first they did pretty good although Billy had a spell around lunchtime where
he was coming to me about every 5 minutes. By mid afternoon, they were begging
for me to finish them off. On days like this when mom is gone, I could make
them come about every half hour. I tried that once just to see how much they
could do it. I got 6 ejaculations each out of them that day. Boy were they sore
after that. I even gave them the next day off. We all needed it.
Anyway, on this
day, I decided only to let them come once and that would be at the end of the
day. Both boys managed to stay hard all day with just the slightest droop from
time to time. I was with them most of the day to make sure, and called them for
their erection inspection frequently.”
Jenny piped up,
“That sounds like it was a lot of fun.”
“Oh yeah, we play
all kinds of games when mom’s not around.” Kelley pointed at Billy, “Why don’t
you boys get the box and entertain our guests?”
“The box?” asked
Barbara.
“You’ll see.”
Billy came back
with a shallow wooden box the top of which was open. It might have been 24
inches on a side and had walls about 4 inches high. There was a hole cut in one
of the walls in the middle.
“Mom had us signed
up for a summer crafts shop. Billy made the box for me in his woodworking shop.
I did the rest on my own for an electronics project.”
Given the
involvement of two naked boys, Barbara wondered what kind of a project this
was.
Meanwhile, Tommy
was removing a plant from a pedestal and placing it carefully on the ground.
The girls noticed immediately that the top of the pedestal was at penis height.
He carried the pedestal to the center of the room and Billy put the box on top
of it. The girls could see more of it. There was a “V” that led to the hole,
and the box was slightly tilted downhill to the V.
Kelley went on
explaining the game. “It’s sort of a home made pinball machine. You see those 5
blocks at the end. Those are the targets and when you hit them with a ball, it
turns on a circuit and an electromagnet holds it against the wall and also
lights up the light bulb above it.”
“This is a simple
game.” Kelley explained, “As you can see there is a hole on the side of the
box. The hole is big enough for a penis to fit through. So what a boy has to do
is poke at the ball with his penis and try to hit the targets. The boy who
lights up all the targets in the least amount of time is the winner.
For the crafts
project we used a stick of about the same size. Mom thought it was a great idea
that we combined our efforts on the project.”
“And the boys like
playing it?”
“Well, actually it
doesn’t really do much for them except help keep them hard and they are always
looking for ways to stay hard for me.”
“Yeah I noticed
that they were hard when we got here and haven’t drooped a bit. I didn’t know
boys could keep it up that long.”
“They know that
they are supposed to be hard in my presence at all times. So they look for
opportunities to do things like this to keep themselves hard. OK boys, who
wants to play pinball first?” Both hands went up.
“Billy, we’ll do
you today.”
Kelley put a rubber
ball in the box. It slowly rolled down and channeled by the V came to rest just
in front of the penis hole. Kelley looked at her watch, yelled, “Go” and Billy
grabbed the sides of the box and was off humping the box in a jerky slow motion
poking the ball towards the targets. At one point he got so vigorous he poked
the ball over the barrier and it went bouncing across the room with a naked
Billy, dick swinging, in pursuit.
“It happens,”
Kelley says, “And they obviously lose time if they have to chase the ball.”
It took Billy
about 10 minutes to have all 5 lights lit. Kelley flipped a switch and the
electromagnets released and the lights went out. “Tommy’s turn,” she announced.
Tommy demonstrated
his skills with the box. By the time he was finished he was not only hard but
dripping.
Kelly laughed and
made the boys put the box away. She then asked, “Do you want to see another
game I make the boys play?”
“Sure!” Barbara
replied.
“OK boys, get your
balls and let’s play Penis Handball.”
“Penis Handball?
What’s that?”
“Regular handball
is played by hitting the ball against a wall with your hand and then trying to
hit it when it bounces back.
Penis handball is
similar: the boys roll the ball towards the wall and let it bounce off and come
back and hit their penis.”
“That’s it?”
“It’s harder than
it looks. You see when the ball hits the wall, it doesn’t bounce straight back.
The back part of the ball hits the wall first, and since it is rolling and has
a textured rubber surface, it grips the wall and tries to ‘climb’ it so instead
of coming straight back, it bounces straight up a couple of times and then
catches and starts rolling back.”
As she was
speaking her brothers got into position on the floor. They were sitting, facing
the wall with legs spread out wide and feet on the wall. Kelly said, “go” and
each boy rolled his ball towards the wall. The girls could see how it “popped
up” when it hit the wall, bounced a couple of times and then rolled back
towards the boy. Kelly was right; it didn’t always roll straight back.
“Why don’t you
girls help me keep score? Jenny, you take Billy; Barbara, you take Tommy. Count
how many times the ball hits his penis. The first boy to 21 points wins. They
used to be pretty bad at this, but now they are pretty good. I’ve even caught
them practicing on their own. I encourage it, of course; it keeps them hard and
dripping and sexually frustrated for me. I like to take advantage of their
natural male competitiveness and have them use it for my own purposes.”
While the boys
were playing, Kelley dropped her next bomb.
“I need your
help,” she pleaded.
“What is it?” Barbara
asked.
“My brothers,” she
responded.
“What’s the
matter? You seem to have that situation well in hand … and foot?”
“Oh, they like
that just fine, but now they want me to do other boys.”
“Other boys?”
“Yeah, Billy has
some friends and he says they want to have me do them like I do him and Tommy.”
“How did they find
out?”
“Billy told them.”
“Billy?”
“Yes.” She snapped
her fingers again, “Billy, explain it to the girls.”
Billy, who had
just won the game by a single point, stood in front of the girls, hands behind
his back, “They are in my circle-jerk, Miss Barbara.”
“Circle jerk?”
“Yes ma’am. That’s
what Miss Kelley called it after she made me describe it for her. The three of
us boys go to Ken’s house. His parents both work so they’re gone when we get
back from school. He has these magazines.”
He went on. “It
was shortly after Kelley started masturbating me with her ball. I simply don’t
get as much pleasure out of it when I try it himself. I tried using a rubber
ball on myself and found out that it isn’t just the ball, but also the girl who
handles the ball. I just don’t have the same touch as my sister has. I managed
to ejaculate, but my orgasm was weak when compared to when Kelley does me. I
just gave up and decided to save myself for her.
So I showed up at
Ken’s house as usual and went down to the basement. Pete was already there. Ken
was busy getting the stash of magazines from their hiding place. I was looking
forward to seeing Miss July again. Each of us boys have our favorite centerfold
to jerk off to, but we all agree Miss July is hot.
As soon as we each
had our favorite magazine we dropped our pants and started jerking off while
looking at the magazines. When we first started this about a year ago, we felt
kind of guilty. I’m sure every boy masturbates, and every boy knows that every
other boy does it; no boy ever wants to admit that he jerks off.
We made a solemn
pact that we weren’t queers and we were just a group of hunks practicing for
when we could get a real girl.”
Barbara and Jenny
couldn’t believe their ears and how unabashedly Billy was telling them about
these ritualistic masturbation sessions he had with his friends.
Billy continued
talking, “I went to work on my penis but found it difficult to even keep it
hard. Although I had a picture of a very nice looking naked woman in front of
me, my mind kept flashing back to the morning when Kelley did me. I never turn
down any invitation from her to masturbate me.”
Pete was first to
come that day and noticed that I was having a problem. He asked, ‘What’s the
matter?’
‘I don’t know. I
guess I’m just not in the mood.’
Ken jumped in,
‘Not in the mood? How the hell can you be not in the mood? Look at her! Look at
all of them. Wouldn’t you want to fuck any one of them.’
Pete laughed,
‘Heck, I want to fuck them all.’
I felt myself
blush and just said, ‘I guess I’m just not with it today.’
That excuse flew:
for the first time. When I had the same excuse for the next couple of days, my
friends really became concerned.
‘Maybe you should
see a doctor?’ Pete suggested, ‘It’s not natural for a guy not to come. Maybe
you got some kind of medical problem.’
‘I can’t do that.
What am I going to tell him, ‘I can’t jerk off?’ Besides, I’d have to tell my
folks something so they’ll let me go.’
‘Well, I’d hate to
be you if this keeps up. We’ll have to kick you out of the club.’
Not that the
threat sounded serious, but I felt it in the pit of his stomach. These are my
friends. These are the guys I hang out with, and these were the guys who I
masturbate with. If I couldn’t tell them, who can I tell? Besides I wanted to
convince them that he could still do it.
‘Look guys,’ I
said, ‘I got something to tell you, but you got to promise to keep it an
absolute secret.’
‘OK,’ Pete said.
Ken nodded that he was OK with it too.
‘Promise?’
‘Yeah, we promise.
What is it?’
‘It’s my sister.’
‘You’re porking
your sister?’ Pete said.
I got angry that
he’d talk about my sister this way, but Ken poked Pete in the side and said,
‘Let the guy finish.’
‘No, I’m not
porking my sister. She’s masturbating me.’
‘You mean she
watches you jerk off?’
‘No, she actually
jerks me off.’ That took them back and they were actually silent, so I went on.
‘Well, she doesn’t actually jerk me off. She does this thing. – You guys
promise not to laugh?’
Both of them
nodded so I said it, ‘She does this thing with a rubber ball. You got to feel
it. It’s great. It tickles and tingles and you just got to come. It’s better
than anything I can do with my hand.’
‘What thing? What
does she do?’
‘She rubs it
against my penis, dummy. She does this every morning, so that’s why I can’t do
it here. She drains every bit of the stuff out of me.’
‘Come on. No
matter how hard I come, I’m good to go a half hour later.’ Ken said. And before
Kelley learned how to ball me, I would agree with him. However I had to explain
myself, ‘You wouldn’t be if Kelley did this to you.’
‘So she gets to
see you. Do you get to see her?’
‘No, she’s always
fully dressed.’
‘Well, I guess
there’s not much to see on her. She’ just a little girl. Don’t get me wrong;
she cute, but she’s still a bit short in the …’ Pete said waving his hand over
his chest. Pete can be a bit of an asshole at times.
‘She’s old enough.
She’s 11 and she’s beginning to … you know. Besides a girl doesn’t have to have
big boobs to do this. She just has to be good with her hands and a rubber ball.
And I’m telling you guys, my sister is very good.’
‘So why do you let
her do it?’
‘Let her? I WANT
her to do it. It’s like nothing you guys have ever felt. She does both me and
Tommy. She’s even got Tommy coming and I thought he was too young for that.’
‘Oh come on,’ Pete
said pointing to the stack of magazines spread out before us, ‘Nothing can feel
that good. This, is as good as it gets.’
‘You wouldn’t say
that if you tried it.’ Kelley is my sister and I felt that I had to explain her
actions to my friends.
I could tell Ken
was getting interested, ‘Do you think you could get her to do us? I mean, just
once so we can find out what it feels like.’
‘I don’t know. I
guess I can ask her.’
Pete wasn’t buying
it, ‘Hey, I don’t want no girl seeing my thing unless I’m seeing hers.’
Ken told him that
he didn’t have to participate and that he could keep his pants on if he wanted
to. ‘I don’t know about you, but I want to see what Billy’s all so fired up
about.’
So that’s where we
are. The boys, or at least Ken, want to try it.”
“Ken Arnold and Pete
Longsworth!” Barbara exclaimed. “They’re high school boys. This is big league
stuff.”
“I’m kind of
afraid,” Kelley confessed. “My brothers are one thing; I have them under
control, but I don’t know these boys. I really don’t want to be in the same
room with all of them without some kind of backup.”
“So you want Jenny
and I help you out?”
“Would you? I
think I need some moral support with this many boys to manage.”
“We’ll need some
training on how to use the ball,” Barbara replied.
“You got it! The
boys meet every weekday at Ken’s house. I only think it will take a day or two
of practice for you girls to get the hang of it. Let’s plan on paying the boys
a visit on Thursday.”
“That’s three days
from now.” Barbara noted. “Will we be ready by then?”
“Sure, I got two
boys here. I’ve done them a couple times a day before. We can double up on the
training.”
Barbara and Jenny
nodded. “When can we start.”
“How about now,”
Kelley said, taking the boy’s balls from the pillow by her side and bouncing
one to each of them.
Turning to Billy,
she said, “Not a word to your friends. Understand?”
“Yes Miss Kelley,”
came the polite response.
The girls spent
the rest of the day practicing on the boys under Kelley’s expert tutoring.
First she took some brightly-colored rubber elastic hair bands and put them in
an elaborate arrangement around her brothers’ penises and balls. She looped on
around the base of the penis and balls, and another around the just the balls
themselves, and finally one each crisscrossed over the top of the penis and
between each ball. This left the penis and balls very prominently displayed.
“What’s that for?”
Barbara asked.
Kelley explained,
“I managed to get a hold of my older cousin’s sex ed book. She actually caught
me with it and let me have it. In it, it explains how an erection is caused by
trapping blood in the penis. I got the idea from the time at your house when we
made them wear those scrunchies on them. I figured that the bands will trap
more blood besides it’s exciting to see them trussed up this way. The boys seem
to like it, and they say it makes it more sensitive. That’s better for me since
it means I can tease them even more. But you got to be careful. You can’t leave
them on too long or it will hurt the penis.”
Kelley then went
on to show Barbara and Jenny the fine art of rubber ball masturbation. She had
them do it several times until she was sure they got it right. By the end of
the day the boys were very happy – they rarely got more
than one ejaculation in a single day, but they were tired and sore and could
barely dribble out any more come.
“I think you girls
are ready. What do you boys think? After all, they’re your penises. You know
what it felt like.”
“Yes Miss Kelley,”
came the responses.
The girls finished
by tickling them up and getting them close and then stopped, having primed them
for the next day’s activities.
When the girls
showed up at Kelley’s house the following day, Kelly told them, “I think we’ll
let Billy rest today. He’s had a hard time yesterday. It’s like we’ve ridden
him hard and put him away wet. We’ll only do Tommy once. He’s got to recover
too.”
That did not stop
the girls from enjoying the other services the boys provided, nor did it
prevent the boys from providing these services while completely naked.
(To be continued –
Next: The Girls Take Control of the Boy’s Club)
(The End)