Help Thy Neighbour (and Enjoy It) Part 2
By Sean
copyright 2005 by Sean, all rights reserved

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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
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For those of you who have not read part one:

Sean is a tall, slim, blonde haired ten-year-old and his
brother Rory is a chunky, blonde, eight-year-old.  Both,
having been caught for various things, are being punished.
As their neighbour, their mother Cath asked me for my help
in devising their punishment. I agreed and enlisted the
school to assist. Suffice it to say that after a day hanging
around in school they are now naked with hands behind their
backs heading for home.


Chapter 1

The journey home was a very long one for these two lovely
little lads.  Not that it was any farther than normal, just
longer.  They had been instructed by the headmaster, Mr.
Crab, to walk home allowing anyone who wanted to have a good
look or feel on the way.  Both were fully erect after the
treatment at school and Sean in particular was bursting to
be relieved. Part of the punishment was to ensure that the
relief didn't happen, hence the hands behind the back
fastened with zip ties.  They were also under threat of more
punishment if they refused to allow any one to touch or look
at them and hiding from passerbys counted as refusing.  Of
course they didn't know that, yet. Once out of school they
thought they were safe from being caught.  What they didn't
know was that I was following them at a safe distance to
ensure their safety. I would inform the school in the
morning as that was part of my job as the instigator of the
punishment program.  One thing the boys were expecting was
some more punishment at home as, because of one incident in
school, the head had told them he would be in touch with
their mother to arrange it.

Arriving home late the boys expected their mother to have a
go at them but to their surprise she didn't say a word. She
cut the bands from their wrists without making any comment
as to why their wrists were tied.  Sean thought to himself
that now would be his chance to go to the bathroom and
relieve himself but before he could his mum brought out a
pair of fingerless gloves and put on him.  They were very
padded gloves that made it impossible to grip anything and
she fastened them around the wrists with tape so it was
impossible to take them off.  She explained that the
headmaster had phoned and told her what Sean wanted to do
and how to stop him doing it. Sean went bright red at the
suggestion that his mum knew he wanted to play with his
willy. They were then sent upstairs for their bath.  Sean
protested that he couldn't bath with the gloves on but his
mum told him that Rory would help him.  He was a bit
startled over that idea as he and Rory never had a bath
together.  He was too old to bath with someone else and even
though they had been naked together all day he still didn't
like his brother to see him like it.

His mum just looked at him with a frown and said, "False
modesty doesn't belong in this house anymore.  You will be
seen naked by a lot more people than your brother and school
friends by the time your punishment is over."

She then instructed Rory on how he was to wash Sean, making
a point of cleaning his bottom and testicles, with
particular attention to his willy.  She added that he must
not rub Sean's willy very much or for very long at a time.
She suggested that he rubbed it for a count of ten and then
leave it for a count of thirty.  Repeating the actions until
he thought that Sean's willy was clean enough.  Sean was
still aching to be relived and thought to himself that it
would be fairly easy to make his younger brother rub long
enough to get that relief.

So the horror of bathing together suddenly became a good
idea. Unfortunately mum was ahead of him. Before he could
think of a way to get his brother to do what he wanted, his
mum told Rory that if he didn't stick to rubbing Sean's
willy in the way she had told him, she would contact the
school and make sure that his humiliation the next day was
ten times worse than today. She then added that the bathroom
door had to be left open so she could keep an eye on them.
Scuppered!

Bath time went off with Sean fully erect, longing for his
aching willy to be released from all the pressure that the
constant touching and rubbing had built during the day.  To
make it worse he had to watch his younger brother relieving
his pressure in the bath, which he did with a great deal of
satisfaction.  Watching his brother do it also added to the
pressure within Sean.

After their bath the boys were given their pyjamas and both
thought it actually felt odd to have clothes on again. Odd
but nice.  Although they had been naked all day they still
felt that it wasn't very nice and that being completely
covered with clothes was better.  Hopefully by the end of
the training punishment program they would think
differently.  It's pretty certain they wouldl, as the
program, unknown to them, will be extended for as long as it
takes.  At the moment all they knew was that for the next
two weeks they would spend most of the school day naked.
They would be stuck on the wall of the gym for assembly and
in the main hallway for the rest of that week and in the
hallway for the afternoons for the rest of term.  Sean one
end and Rory the other and they had to be naked travelling
to and from school for the rest of that term and the next
one. Of course that was earlier today.   They didn't know
that I had followed them home and was going to have words to
the head over their dodging being seen.  After supper which
Sean had to be spoon fed like a baby, they went off to bed
and their mum read a bedtime story until they fell asleep.

When they woke in the morning Sean was surprised to find the
gloves gone from his hands.  His mum had taken them off
after he fell asleep.  He was just about to get his relief
from the day before when his mum came in.  She calmly
announced that she knew how he was feeling and that she
thought the time was right now for him to be relieved.  A
big smile appeared on Sean's face, partly an embarrassed
smile because his mum knew he wanted to rub himself and
partly a relieved smile knowing what he was going to do.
Mum then proclaimed that Rory was going to do it for him.
He was shocked at that idea but as long as it happened he
didn't really mind how or who.

Then the bombshell as she added that it would be done on the
lawn by the front gate. They lived on a big estate so it was
certain that a lot of people would see.  Sean blubbered that
he didn't need it anymore so they didn't have to.  At that
his mum pulled his pyjama trousers down and, looking at his
erect penis, said, "I think you do young man."  She then
finished by removing his pyjamas completely.

Taking him by the hand she walked him down the stairs and
out the front door to the front gate.  Rory followed still
in his pyjamas.  On arriving at the gate Sean was horrified
to see a big sign that said Sean's willy would be rubbed
here at 8:00 a.m. today.  Luckily there weren't any people
there but then his mum said, "It's only 7:30 so there's
plenty of time for people to come and watch. In the meantime
you will wait here. You will stand on the pavement outside
the gate with your legs wide apart and your hands on your
head and you won't move until I tell you that you can.  Is
that clear?"

A meek "yes mum" came from a now very quiet little naked
boy.  His mum and Rory than went back into the house and the
door was shut. Being naked in public with Rory yesterday was
bad but being alone and naked was worse. He stood there legs
open, penis nicely erect standing 4 inches in front of him.
Beautiful white naked body shining in the morning sun hands
on his blonde, slightly curly hair.  After a few minutes in
the warm sun he even had a little smile as his mind raced
about what was next.  He hardly noticed that there were
people coming out of their houses heading for where he was
standing. When he did notice he blushed and went a lovely
shade of pink all over. In the time he had to wait about 30
people gathered to watch.

On the stroke of eight the front door opened and out Rory
came, fully dressed.  Sean realised then that every eye was
going to be on him, he had hoped that Rory would be naked as
well to take some of the attention.  From the look on Rory's
face it was obvious that he had been told exactly what he
had to do.  He could see his mum watching from the window.
Rory strode down the path like an army sergeant major and in
a load voice that everyone watching could hear, told Sean
that he was not allowed to take his hands from his head or
close his legs until he said he could. Then in a much
quieter voice he said, "mummy said."

The words were hardly out of his mouth when his hand took a
very firm grip on Sean's firm and proud penis. Sean gasped
at the grip and then let out a "owe" as Rory's other hand
gripped his testicles just as hard.  Within seconds Rory had
changed his grip and started to very slowly rub from base to
tip. Sean tensed up as the feelings were brought to life in
his whole body.  The audience moved closer to get a better
look as Rory worked away on his brother.  By now Sean didn't
care about the audience, he was enjoying his brother's touch
too much to care.

Then without warning Rory crouched down and slowly slipped
Sean's penis into his mouth, using his hand to pull the
foreskin back over the head so he could use his tongue on
it.  Sean didn't believe what his brother was doing but he
loved the feelings he was getting.  In just a few seconds
those feelings took over and his whole body shuddered as he
exploded into the first total orgasm he had ever had.  As he
exploded a cheer went up from the watching crowd and shouts
of well done, that was a beauty, can we see another one. A
few even said they would like to do it to him.

Rory got up and went back into the house leaving a still
shaking but now limp Sean standing in front of the audience.
Before he could come down to earth and move to go into the
house his mum came down the path. She announced to the crowd
that Sean would be there for the same reason every morning
at 8:00 a.m. and every evening at 5:00 p.m. until the end of
the school term and during the 6 weeks holiday at 1:00 p.m.
as well.  If anyone wanted to take Rory's place would they
come and see her when the boys were at school to book their
place.  She added that she didn't want Sean to know who was
going to do it until the time. Sean looked hard at the crowd
hoping to see no one was interested but the faces all said
the opposite.  Just to rub it in his mum then said that
Saturdays and Sundays Sean would be available for anyone at
any time if they would like to make an appointment.  Sean
was terrified at this prospect and as he thought about it
more the more he realised that he could be spending most of
his time having his penis used.  The crowd then dispersed
and Sean and his mum went back into the house.

As soon as they were inside Sean asked his mum if she meant
it.  She said, "meant what?"

He said, "did you mean it that I've got to let anyone do it
to me every day?"

"Of course I meant it.  I wouldn't have said it if I didn't
mean it."

"Why mum, isn't what they're doing at school enough?"

"No it's not, because I have found out that it was you doing
all those things and not Rory.  So you have to be punished
more to make up for what has been done to him.  It will be
even worse for you now as you will be the only one for
everyone to look at.  You have one more thing to do before
you go to school."

"Yes mum, What is it? I'm sorry for everything I've done. I
promise I'll be extra good from now on. You don't need to do
anything else, I promise," he said in a begging voice.

"Good, now go upstairs and collect all of your clothes, I
mean every single thing, and bring them here."  He thought
great; mums going to sort out my school clothes and
everything will be all right.

When he came down with a big bundle of clothes in his arms
his mum was on the phone but as soon as he came into the
room she stopped talking and put the phone down.  She took
his arm and said, "Come with me."

He was walked out of the front door to the centre of the
lawn.  "Now put all your clothes there in a heap."  Without
question, although he had some, he did as he was told.  His
mum then took a bottle from her pocket and poured the
contents all over the pile of clothes.  "Stand back," she
said.  He moved back and watched as his mum put a lit match
to the clothes.  Within seconds they were burning fiercely.
Sean stood wide-eyed and wide mouthed as he watched all of
his clothes burning on the lawn.

His mum then turned and said, "Go and check all over the
house to see if there are any more of your clothes anywhere.
When I check if I find one thing you will be punished even
more."

Meekly, still in shock, he went back into the house and
searched it from top to bottom. Finding a few socks and a
shirt he took them out to his mum who promptly threw them on
the fire.  It was beginning to sink in now that he was naked
and would have to stay naked, as there weren't any clothes
for him to put on. In his mind he had become used to the
idea that he and Rory would be naked a lot of the time at
school and going there and back.  The thought that he would
be alone and naked all the time frightened him and he began
to cry. Sympathy, however, was in short supply as all his
mum did was shrug her shoulders and walk back into the
house.

He stood for a few minutes watching his clothes disappearing
into a pile of smouldering ashes.  The last hope of some
being spared now gone. To make matters worse mum came out
carrying some more. He had forgotten to look in the wash
basket. She told him that as he had not brought all of the
clothes when told to he would have extra piled on the
punishment.  She didn't say what.  As the very last of his
clothes went on the fire Rory came out fully dressed ready
for school and his mum said, "Ok you two, off you go."


Chapter 2

Walking to school naked Sean tried to use Rory as a shield
as there were a lot of other kids on the streets and a lot
were from a different school than he was. They didn't know
that he was nude as a punishment they just thought he was
some sort of weird kid.

For once Sean was glad to get to school, that is until the
gym teacher took his arm and led him to the gym. He was then
attached to the wall by the straps, as he had been the day
before.  This time it felt a lot worse because he was the
only one.  Yesterday he could look across at his brother and
gain some support.  The bell went and the rest of the 800
boys and girls filed into the hall.  The air was filled with
comments about Sean being on his own and where was Rory, why
wasn't he up there as well.

The answer was soon discovered as Mr. Crab the headmaster
took his place at the front of the children.  He looked at
Sean and turned to the rest. "Children, as you know Sean and
Rory were put up like posters because of things they had
done.  Since then we have found out that Rory had not been
guilty of anything other than being with his brother when
these things were done.  We feel that Rory's punishment
yesterday is enough for what he did. Sean however didn't
admit that it was his entire fault.  Because of that we have
to punish Sean a lot more than we were going to.  His mother
has made him watch as all of his clothes were burnt. He is
naked now and he will remain naked until he reaches puberty
in about three year's time.  Until then he will not be
allowed to wear clothes for any reason.  Until then whenever
he has an erection he is to be stopped from relieving it.
Everything possible to give him an erection will be done. If
any of you see him when he is not erect you must touch and
play with his penis until it is erect.  You will then leave
him.

"Today we are going to continue with the short rubs and the
photographs.  I have decided that after assembly, when he is
moved to the hallway, each class will take it in turns to do
this.  Each class will have one hour during which time every
child will rub his penis and be photographed doing so.  As
we have a large number of classes it is not possible for
every child to have his or her turn within the week that
Sean is on the wall. I don't want to interrupt classes
during the rest of the term that he will be there in the
afternoons. I've therefore decided that he will remain hung
on the wall every day until everyone has had their turn.  I
have worked out that this will take between three and four
weeks.

"After this, for the rest of this term he will be put on a
frame by the main gate every afternoon and remain there
until everyone has left the school each day. The caretaker
will release him after we are all gone.  He will then walk
home alone. His mother is making him stand outside every
morning at 7:30.  At 8:00 a.m. his penis will receive the
attention of whoever has booked for that time.  In the
afternoons he will be there at 4:30 and at 5:00 p.m. the
same thing.  During school holidays he will also be
available at 1:00 p.m.  Saturdays and Sundays he is
available at any time if booked in advance.  You will each
be given a letter explaining all of this. Please ensure that
your parents see the letter and ask them to pass it around
to children and parents that do not attend this school.

"Finally, one or two people have asked if he can be in a
different position on the wall. After some thought I have
decided that he can and that you will decide the position.
Mr. Andrews the maths teacher will organise that with you in
a moment."

He turned to Sean, "Young man, what you have done deserves
all the punishment you will get. I hope that by the time you
reach puberty and are allowed to dress again that you will
have learnt your lesson well."

Listening to all that was going to happen had made Sean cry,
between sobs he begged, "Please Sir, don't let it happen.  I
promise I will be good and never ever do anything wrong
again.  I'll work extra hard at school and help my mum at
home.  Please, please, please."

It was hard for Mr. Crab not to succumb to this frightened,
naked boy; after all he loved children. But he knew in his
heart that they were doing the right thing.  So in a very
gentle voice he said, "I'm sorry Sean but you have done more
than enough to deserve what you are getting.  You must
accept that until you reach puberty you will be used in any
way that I, your mum, dad, when he's home, and your
neighbour decide. Be strong and take it like the man it will
make you."

Sean, still crying said, "Yes sir."  He knew nothing was
going to get him out of it.

With that a little voice came from the front row, "He's not
erect."  Mr. Crab told her to come and rub it until it was.
In two seconds she had a firm grip on Sean's soft penis and
began to rub hard.

Because he was upset it took a little while for him to get
firm then hard and while he was being rubbed he could hear
Mr. Andrews asking the kids what position they wanted him
in. He could hear some shouting, "Facing the wall" and
others "upside down."  Then more shouting, "upside down
facing the wall."

Mr. Andrews called for silence and said he would take a
vote. He went to the blackboard and wrote a list. Upright
facing out, Upside down facing out, Upright facing in,
Upside down facing in, Sideways facing in, Sideways facing
out. Turning to the kids he said, "You can only vote once so
think carefully before you vote, I'll be back in five
minutes. While you're thinking make sure Sean stays erect."
He and all the other teachers then left.

Sean, hanging like a poster, was now the centre of
attention.  Little hands everywhere.  Some must have had
some coaching as they were touching all the sensitive bits
and Sean was getting very close to coming but each time the
hands stopped just before. He now wanted to explode but
couldn't.

Mr. Andrews came back and took the vote. Sean had thought
that the position he was in was the best for them to work on
him but the kids decided differently. Upside down facing out
was the favourite with upside down facing the wall 2nd.
Upright facing the wall 3rd, Sideways facing out 4th,
Upright facing out 5th and Sideways facing the wall last.
Mr. Andrews then said that he would work out the amount of
time in each position relative to the number of hours in
school and the number of votes.  He left again and the kids
resumed their attention to Sean's penis, balls and Arse. He
was being fingered up his anus a lot today.  At first it
felt bad, then weird, now good. One of the bigger boys
whispered in his ear that he had his mum's vibrator and he
was going to shove it up his bottom as soon as he was facing
the other way. He held it in front of Sean's face.  It
looked huge to him.  Sean shuddered. He couldn't imagine it
in his bum.

Mr. Andrews came back and wrote on the board: -

Mondays: Upside down facing out  all day

Tuesdays: Upside down facing wall  all day

Wednesdays: Right way up facing wall  all day

Thursdays: Upright facing out  all morning
          Sideways facing out  all afternoon

Fridays: Sideways facing wall  assembly
        Upside down facing wall  until lunch break
        Upside down facing out  1 hr 30 min afternoon
        Sideways facing wall  1hr 30 min afternoon

He told everyone that they would be getting a written copy
but the board would remain as a reminder and that for the
rest of this week Sean would be moved from upright to upside
down regularly with the full program starting on Monday.
Then he told everyone that the headmaster had a surprise for
Sean. Sean heard him but wasn't very pleased, as all the
surprises he had lately were ones he would rather have done
without.

The double doors of the gym opened and the headmaster
wheeled in a trolley with a big frame on it. Pushing it to
the front he said, "Sean, this is for you. The college next
door had their woodwork group make it especially for you;
the only thing is they want to see you using it."

Sean couldn't make out what it was until the head turned it
sideways.  Then he could see it was a wooden round frame
with straps attached at the top and bottom. It had a beam
going across the middle with a round shaft through it that
was fixed to the trolley.

The head then pulled a pin out of the side and showed how it
would rotate. He then, with a big grin, said, "Look, they've
even put a collapsible step so you can get on easy."

Sean's face was blank with the shock and even more so when
the head added that because it was on a trolley it could be
taken anywhere. Then he added, "Good job too because we have
to take you over to the college for them to see. Luckily
they work on Saturday mornings so you can fit it in then."  

Sean couldn't understand why he said that he could fit it in
on Saturdays. He didn't get much choice in the matter.
Thinking about being on it was keeping him erect though.

Mr. Crab's voice broke the silence, "Time for break now
children. Sean don't forget you have to stand at the gate
with your hands on your head. Be quick getting there or you
will be in trouble again like yesterday."

Sean didn't need to be told twice.  Yesterday had turned a
week's punishment into two terms.  Bad enough that I'm going
to be naked for three years without being on this new frame
thing as well he thought to himself.

All the children left the hall and Mr. Taylor the gym master
took Sean down from the wall.  As soon as he was free he ran
to the toilet and then to the front gate only to be met by
more signs telling people they could touch him.  He stood as
told to, legs wide apart, hands on top of his head, penis
erect.  

A coach pulled up and to his dismay a crowd of about 60 old
women got off.  For the next fifteen minutes he was
subjected to old hands exploring every inch of his naked
body.  Old fingers pushed inside his bum and wiggled about.
His foreskin pulled back like a banana skin and his poor
penis pulled mercilessly.  The bell to go back inside was a
huge relief and he ran all the way.


Chapter 3

As he entered the front door Mr. Andrews, Mr. Taylor and the
headmaster met him.  The trolley was now by the door.
Unceremoniously he was lifted onto the trolley and strapped
in place firmly.  Mr. Crab then said, "The vote puts you
upside down, facing the people for the day. Mr. Taylor turn
him over."

Immediately the pin was removed and the wheel turned.  He
felt himself getting harder as the wheel rotated and by the
time he was completely upside down he was very hard and
wanting relief. The wheel was then pushed against the side
wall and padlocked to it.  The woodworkers had thought of
everything. Even padlocks to ensure no one could turn it
round to make Sean face a different way. He felt the blood
rushing to his head but didn't have time to dwell on it as
the first of the classes had arrived to explore him.

One concession the headmaster had allowed was that he should
be turned the right way up for 5 minutes every half hour for
safety reasons but as that meant an hour a day in the wrong
position he had to remain on the frame for an hour after
school each day.  At first Sean thought, "Hell! An extra
hour in school," but then realised it meant he would not be
home for the 5:00 p.m. session by the gate.  Short lived joy
as the head then said he had spoken to Sean's mum and the
5:00 p.m. session would now be a 6:00 p.m. session.  Sean's
heart sank; he couldn't escape even a little bit of this.  

For the rest of the day, every hour a different group was
rubbing his penis, fingering his bum, feeling his naked
body, even during the time he was righted.  It didn't stop.
At 3:30 the bell went for the end of lessons and for a
moment Sean looked for the caretaker who had to let him down
after everyone had gone. Then he remembered the extra hour.
At least with the school empty he would be left in peace for
a while so he was quite looking forward to it. Hanging there
looking up at his erect penis sticking up into the air.
Shortly after the headmaster, who was always the last to
leave, had gone to his car Sean heard footsteps. He looked
along the passageway and saw someone coming.  It was hard to
see who when hanging upside down. He assumed it was the
caretaker and that he was going to be let down early.

It was the caretaker but he had no intention of letting Sean
off.  He intended to have some fun with him.  He stood
looking at Sean for quite a while then said, "That's a nice
cock you have there little man, good set of balls as well
and a lovely mouth.  I think this hour we have together
every night is going to be fun."

Then he walked away. Sean thought he had gone and was
hanging there thinking what the man had called his penis and
testicles and wondering why he said that about his mouth.
He heard a clicking noise and then realised the caretaker
had only gone to lock the doors. Two minutes later he was
back and without a word starting tickling Sean between the
legs with a feather duster.  Sean wriggled and squirmed but
really liked it. His "cock" was now fully erect again and as
it reached it's full potential he felt the man's hand gently
holding it.  The next second he was sucking it and rubbing
it at the same time.  Then he stopped and asked Sean if he
liked what he was doing. Sean had to say yes because he
really was enjoying it. The caretaker went back to sucking,
licking, rubbing this beautiful little 10 year old's cock,
caressing his balls, exploring his naked little body with
his hands and he didn't stop until Sean exploded with a
massive orgasm.  Coming like that made Sean feel week and
shaky. His whole body felt numb and yet tingly.

Before he had a chance to recover the caretaker pulled the
pin on the wheel and started to turn it. Sean thought he was
going to be let down but he only turned it a little bit.
Just far enough that Sean's head was level with the zip on
his trousers. The pin went back in to keep it in place. The
caretaker then said, "you've just been satisfied so now it's
my turn."  With that he unzipped his trousers and took out,
what looked to Sean, an enormous cock.  It was rigged and
bare, no foreskin, Sean had never seen one as big as this
before. He was told to open his mouth wide. As he did this
huge thing was pushed into the gap.  He was told to suck
hard and use his tongue all round it.

As he sucked the man moved back and forth making it slide in
and out of Sean's mouth; he was making funny groaning noises
as well. Then while Sean was still sucking him he put his
hand on Sean's cock and started to rub it gently. Sean was
hard again in seconds and as he reached full hardness the
man made a loud groan and jerked, as he jerked Sean tasted
something in his mouth.  It was sort of sweet and yet sort
of salty. The caretaker took his cock from Sean's mouth and
moved so he could suck on Sean again as he did Sean explored
this stuff in his mouth with his tongue.  He had to admit to
himself that he liked the taste and as he thought that his
own cock exploded on him again.  This was different than
what the other kids were doing to him.  This was fun.  

The caretaker zipped himself up and let Sean off the wheel.
He took his hand and walked him towards the door.  As he let
him out he asked, "Sean did you enjoy that?  How did you
like the taste in your mouth when I came?"

Sean replied, "Yes it was fun and I like the taste."

To that the caretaker said, "Good, we can do it every night
if you want, and other things as well, but it's up to you."  

Sean thought for a minute and then said," Yes please Sir, I
do like it a lot and it's nice after everything else that's
being done to me."

Sean walked home in a daze. He didn't really take much
notice of the different people who stopped to feel his, now,
Cock.  He didn't even mind having to stand at the gate for
half an hour and then be rubbed and played with by a five-
year-old. He went to bed without a murmur of complaint and
slept like a log.

In the morning he stood by the gate at 7:30, hands on head,
"cock" sticking out; he liked that word, much better than
penis.  He came to earth with a bump as the milkman grabbed
him, tied a piece of cord around his cock and balls and then
tied the end to his electric float, got in and drove off
very slowly. Sean had to run to stop being pulled by the
cock and balls all the way around the estate, being reminded
to run by a sharp tug each time he slowed down, eventually
getting home and being untied.

Feeling a bit sore he did ask his mum why she had let the
milkman do that. She replied it was an experiment and as it
had been successful he would find out why later in the week.
She then took a tube of cream out of the drawer and told
Sean to lie on the settee with his legs up to his chin. She
then proceeded to rub the cream into his little balls and
cock.  He couldn't help himself; he was erect in seconds.
His mum laughed and said he was just like his dad.  She
continued rubbing the cream in and before he could stop
himself Sean exploded.  His mum told him that was naughty as
he wasn't allowed to cum without permission. However on this
occasion she would forgave him because he was taking his
punishment so well.

He walked to school with Rory, feeling quite pleased with
himself. Mum was happy with him for once. He didn't even
bother to try and hide behind Rory when people passed.  He
even stood hands on head for a couple of girls from the
other school.  They were a lot older, about 16, and he was
happy for them to fondle his cock.  When they played with
his balls he didn't enjoy it quite so much as they were
still a bit sore from the towing.

At school he was taken and strapped in the gym, ready for
assembly. After Assembly taken to the wheel in the passage.
He endured the usual touching, feeling, rubbing all day
without too many complaints.  His mind was elsewhere. As
soon as everyone had gone he was looking for the caretaker
to come to him again.  Sure enough, ten minutes after
everyone had gone he came.  First he locked the doors and
then took his gentle touch on Sean's erect cock.  He rubbed
and played with his balls and sucked him gently but firmly
until the inevitable climax came. Once again he adjusted the
wheel and put his cock in Sean's mouth.  Sean sucked eagerly
on it and used his tongue as hard as he could.  He couldn't
wait for the man to cum and fill his mouth with that stuff.
He obliged and again brought Sean to another climax.  Sean
just wished that he could make stuff like that come from his
cock. The caretaker released him and he again walked home in
a daze. He did his stint by the gate and quietly went to
bed.


Chapter 4

Sean woke early the next morning and went down for an early
breakfast.  With everything that had happened that week he
had lost track of the days, so he was surprised when his mum
said, "What are you doing up so early on a Saturday?
Especially as it's your last Saturday lie in for a while."

He was puzzled. "What do you mean mum?"

"Have you forgotten, as from next week you are on the wheel
for the college, remember? Mind you I'm glad you're up
early, you have a busy day. You're fully booked from 10 this
morning until 9 tonight."

"Booked for what?" he asked.

"You are a scatter brain, remember, during the week it's
8:00 a.m. on the pavement, but Saturdays and Sundays its
bookings with special requests."  He had forgotten, he was
to busy thinking about the caretaker.  After a moment he
caught on to the words "special requests."

"What does special requests mean mum?"  

"That's people who want something different to what you do
schooldays. For example, one lady wants to take you shopping
in the city. That's at 11."

"MUM! I can't go naked all round the city.  There are
millions of people there.  It's bad enough here."

"Sorry son, you're going."

Sean didn't argue, he knew the penalty if he did. "What
other special requests are there?"

His mum replied, "You'll find out as the day goes on."

At 9:30 Rory came down telling his mum that he had the
camera. By now that didn't surprise Sean because, other than
what the caretaker did, everything else was photographed.
The school was covered in pictures of his "cute" little cock
being played with.

At 9:45 his mum told him to go out and wait in the middle of
the lawn. Obediently he did as told and stood in the middle
of the lawn.  There were a lot of people outside the gate
and he wondered what they were waiting to see. It seemed
that everyone knew what was in store for him except him.  

After a few minutes his mum came out carrying one of the
stools from the kitchen and some rope.  She put the stool in
the middle of the lawn and told Sean to lie over it. He
obeyed.  She then carefully tied his arms and legs to the
legs of the stool, turning him so his bum faced the crowd.
As he looked up towards the house he saw Rory coming out
with a wooden spoon in one hand and a jug in the other.

His mum then crouches by his head and explained, "Sean,
because you told lies your brother was punished and that
isn't fair.  To make up for it I have given him the first
Special Requests slot. He chose for you to be tied down here
and then the wooden spoon applied firmly to your bum by
everyone in the street, after that he wants you taken around
the whole estate so everyone can see your red bottom. So
that is what is going to happen. Each person gets 3 hits on
your bare bottom except Rory.  He goes first and he gives
you ten, unless I think they are not hard enough, in which
case he gives you a few more."

Sean protested, "Mum you never hit us."

"I know," she said, "and I'm not going to hit you now."
Pointing to the crowd, she said, "they are."

Sean had never been hit before so had no idea what it felt
like and for some odd reason he started to become erect at
the prospect. Soliciting a few, "Oh look, he's got a
stiffy," comments from the crowd.

Rory went behind him, wooden spoon in hand.  His mMum
whispered something in his ear and picked up the camera.
After what seemed an age there was a swish and a crack as
the spoon hit it's target. Sean went rigid; it hurt a lot
more than he thought. He didn't have time to recover from
that one before the next one landed, then the next, and the
next. His bum felt like it was on fire. 10 wallops later and
he heard his mum tell Rory to do 5 more as the first five
were too soft. Sean thought to himself that if his mum had
been the one getting them she would not have thought they
were to soft. For the last five Rory adopted a different
tactic.  He went down the lawn and took a run at it,
bringing the spoon down as hard as he could.

Sean thought the first ones hurt but these were ten times
worse. He had held out for as long as he could but now each
smack was greeted with a loud "OW" between a sobbing "Please
stop."  By the time Rory delivered the last one Sean was
begging for it to stop.  No one was listening.

As soon as Rory finished a line of willing neighbours were
ready to take over.  One after the other they came.  Three
hard wallops each.  Sean's bare little bottom got redder and
redder.  Every so often Sean's mum would pour iced water
from the jug onto his ever-reddening skin.  It took half an
hour for everyone to have their turn and by that time Sean
was sobbing his little heart out.  When released from the
chair he could hardly stand. But stand he had to because as
soon as he was upright the milkman arrived and tied his cock
and balls again.  Sean knew now what the other morning was
about as he was led to the rear of the milk float and the
rope attached. Immediately the float was driven very slowly
off and he had to run to keep up with it, each time he
slowed a bit he received a sharp tug on his balls, forcing
to speed up.  The float stopped in every street so the
people could come and have a look at his red bum.  Dozens if
not hundreds of photos were taken of this pretty little
blonde ten-year old with the bright red bum.

At five to eleven he was delivered back to his home,
stumbling in looking for a rest. At eleven he was seat
belted to a specially created wooden seat being bounced
along to the city 45 miles away.  Every bump felt like
another stroke of the wooden spoon.  Every mile seemed like
ten, until nearly two hours and an even sorer bottom later
they arrived in the city.  They parking a mile from the
centre and walked to the biggest shopping centre.

It was crammed with people and as they entered most stopped
to have a good look at Sean and his lovely red bum.  In a
few seconds he knew why.  Every shop window had a poster of
him. Every poster showed his full erection and every poster
said, "this boy will be here today with a very red bottom
from a severe spanking by all his neighbours". Along the
bottom was a list of his "crimes" and a final note telling
everyone that he would be there until 9:00 p.m. and during
that time anyone could touch him in any way they wanted.

For eight hours he was "played with" by every size, shape
and colour person you could imagine.  His red bottom
received many more hand slaps and his cock and balls were
squeezed and pulled hundreds of times.  As he was bounced on
that hard seat all the way home, he thought that this was
the worst day of his life.  Once home he had a cold bath and
crept into bed silently crying.

End of part two

In part three Sean learns a nasty lesson about trusting