Boys Go Bare

Boys Go Bare 2

By Red Rover

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  BOYS GO BARE

  By Red Rover

CHARACTERS

Jane Hastings (36), mother of Michael (16)

Marjory Carson (37), mother of Dana (15), Linda (12) and Roger (9)

Carly Morgan (15), friend of Dana

Bonnie Clark (14), Friend of Dana

Mark (43) and Sarah Daniels (41) Children, Tiffany (17), David (15) and Brandy (13)

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Part 2

Mommy went to answer the doorbell and Dana paused the spanking, just sort of bouncing the hairbrush up and down on my bottom. I heard Mommy say, “Hello girls, you are just in time. Come on in.”

(Great, more girls to watch my humiliation.)

They came into the living room and I looked up to see Tiffany and Brandy Daniels and another teenage girl I didn’t recognize. Mommy introduced them to Mrs. Carson and the girls and then asked. “Who is the new girl?”

Tiffany said, “This is Amber Reed, our cousin from Idaho. She’s 14. Amber and her parents will be going to Europe with us and she came to spend a few days before we head out on the trip.”

She continued, “Amber, the little boy with the bare bottom is Mikey. He’s the little boy we babysit during the school year. We’ve told you about him.”

Amber giggled, “Well, he sure looks like a little boy bare-bottomed over a girl’s lap. I can’t believe he’s 16, he doesn’t look a day over 11.”

(I flinched at that, but nobody noticed.)

Mommy explained, “Mikey has been on a medicine called Puericil since he was nine years old. It makes boys less aggressive and more submissive to females. It also delays puberty, so his sex organs are undeveloped. For some boys, it also stops body growth for a while. Mikey has only grown three inches since he was ten years old. “

“Wow, that’s weird,” Amber replied. “I never heard of that stuff. I guess they don’t have it out in Idaho yet. Will he always stay this small?”

“Oh, no,” Mommy said. “He will grow up normally once we stop the Puericil. That’s usually done when the boy finishes high school. Of course, Puericil boys’ brains are slower to develop, so he may be 19 or 20 by the time he graduates.”

“So, he won’t be smart enough to go to college?”

“Probably not,” Mommy answered, “but there are a lot of jobs he can do that don’t take a lot of mental ability. And we need to find a good woman to take care of him. Oh, and the changes are not genetic, so his kids will be completely normal.”

“Do you have to spank him often? I know David gets spanked a lot and he’s bigger than Mikey, even though he’s a year younger.”

Tiffany said, “David didn’t start Puericil until he was almost 11, so he’s bigger than Mikey.”

Mommy laughed. “Yes, Puericil boys always get lots of spankings. It helps to reinforce their compulsion to be submissive to women. And they are very immature, so they do lots of dumb things. I usually spank Mikey three of four times a week, sometimes more when he’s in a very naughty phase.”

Brandy spoke up. “Yes, and Tiffany and I spank him and David several times a week too. We love to see him and David playing around the house and yard with bare red bottoms. The other girls in the neighborhood love it when we spank them in the yard. You can hear them bawling a block away.”

Mommy explained, “Our pediatrician says that boys on Puericil need to be spanked often and, whenever possible, in public. Always on the bare bottom and it’s even better if girls his own age or younger get to watch and participate in the spankings. The girls get to wash him in the tub, too, which is always fun for them.”

(But no fun at all for poor Mikey)

“Wow, that’s sounds super fun for the girls,” Amber said enthusiastically.

Mommy laughed again. “Yes, and its good training for the girls, too. Someday you all may have little boys of your own to take care of and it’s good to get supervised practice while you’re still in your teens. The girls also get to practice taking temperatures rectally and in giving enemas. The boys really hate that, but they know they’ll just be spanked harder if they resist.”

Mrs. Carson chimed in. “It really doesn’t matter what the boys think about it. It’s the girls’ training and education that matters. We have to raise strong women to take care of all the stupid men out there.”

Dana piped up, “Shouldn’t we get on with Mikey’s spanking? He’s getting a bit heavy on my lap.”

Mommy giggled. “Oh, yes. His poor little bottom is probably getting cold. We need to put some heat back into it. What number were we on, anyway?”

I hastily said “Thirteen.” Somebody else said “Nine” and Dana said “Ten, I think.” Somebody else said “Twelve.”

“Hmmm,” Mommy said thoughtfully. “Seems like nobody remembers. Maybe we should just start over from one.”

“NOOOOOO,” I screamed. Everybody laughed.

Dana said. “Well I am sure it was at least nine. If I give him eleven more that will be twenty total.”

“That sounds like a reasonable compromise,” Mommy nodded. “And Amber hasn’t had a chance to spank Mikey, so she should get a turn, too. She may not get another chance before they leave.”

“Yes, I’d love that, “Amber said gleefully. “His chubby little bottom is just so spankable, I’d hate to miss a chance to work on it. I don’t have any brothers, so I don’t get a chance to spank little boys very often.”

“We’ll definitely give you your turn.” Mommy said. “but that means four spankers and it is getting late, so we need to speed up the process. We’ll skip the part where Mikey counts and just have Tiffany do the counting as we go along. That OK with you, Tiffany?”

“Sure, Jane,” Tiffany said. “I’m good at keeping track of stuff.”

“OK, Dana, eleven more good hard ones,” Mommy said. “And you girls can help yourself to cookies while you wait. Bonnie can get you sodas from the fridge.”

Dana wasted no time. “WHACK!” went the brush on my bottom. I yelped in pain as my bottom had cooled off somewhat during the conversation and now it was on fire again. Ten more hard smacks followed, and I was back to blubbering, bawling and pleading for mercy like any six-year-old.

Dana helped me up and I just stood there for a few seconds with tears and snot streaming down my face, holding onto my sore bottom and totally ignoring the fact that two women and six girls were staring at my pathetic little boy parts.

Mommy took pity on me and wiped off my face and then told me to go hug all the girls and thank them for watching my well-deserved spanking. Of course, they all giggled and patted my sore bottom when they hugged me.

Then Tiffany piped up, “We really should give Amber a good look at Mikey’s little sex package. Come over to the couch, little boy.”

So I sighed and let her put me on my back on the couch. She lifted and spread my legs into the “diaper” position as Amber stared in fascination. “Sometimes we actually put him in a diaper when we go to the store or something. He really hates that, but the little kids love it. Go ahead and feel around his boy-parts.”

So Amber giggled and grabbed my tiny willie and little ball sac and played around with them for a while, while Bonnie and Carly watched. “He really is tiny down there,” she said. “I babysit a nine-year-old and he is better developed than Mikey.”

Mommy smiled. “He is a little bit messy, right now with all the sweat and tears and all. Why don’t you girls put him in the tub and wash him up a bit before the next spanking?”

So, Tiffany and Amber took me into the bathroom and washed me off again. Tiffany let Amber do all the washing of my private parts and she really enjoyed it. By that time, I was beyond caring who saw, touched and washed my body.

Then it was back in the living room where Amber sat in the straight chair and put me over her knee for the next round. She started out a bit hesitantly, but after some encouragement from the other girls, she really smoked my bottom with the last dozen smacks. By the time she was through, I was howling like a banshee and squirming desperately over her knee, but she kept me pinned with her right leg and I was helpless.

Then the whole process was repeated with Carly and Bonnie. By thee time Bonnie finished her 16 spanks, I was just lying totally limp across her knee and whimpering. I didn’t even have the energy to get up from her lap. Finally, Tiffany picked me up, carried me to my bedroom and lay me face-down on top of the sheet, leaving me with my burning bottom exposed to the cool breeze. I didn’t even have the energy to rub myself and soon fell into an exhausted sleep.

End of Chapter 2

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