Chad Gets a Taste of Aristocracy Part 3
By Sir Cum Sizemore

copyright 2005 by Sir Cum Sizemore, 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 read further, and do not save this story.
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"Come on, Mom. Can't we go home to our house? I don't like this stuff." The boy asked as his mother took him by the arm and swung him into her lap.

With his legs straddling his mother, she reached around and began fondling his glans with her thumb and forefinger. She began to maneuver his testicles as she played with his scrotum. In a voice meant to calm the concerned boy she countered, "Chad you've only been naked for two weeks and you seem to be handling it well."

"It's not my handling it that bothers me it's their handling IT, if you know what I mean."

"Well, I'm handling IT right now and you don't seem too upset."

"Yeah, well you're an adult, and even more important you're my Mom," Chad insisted.

"But doesn't it feel good to have someone else rubbing you there? Is it really that bad?"

"No, but you aren't trying to hurt it. They pull it, slap it, squeeze my balls, hit it with sticks and things like that. You rub and tickle it. That feels good, but what they do doesn't. And like I said you're not a kid."

"Chad they'll grow up someday and won't be curious about it anymore. Then they will learn to be gentle, unless it needs punishing. I'll whip it, if I think you need a wake up call for some reason. Don't kid yourself."

"But penises and testicles are supposed to be private. That's what they taught us in school. How come the girls get to be in charge? How come the girls get to wear clothes? Why do they get to touch my privates?"

"Chad first you have no privates. You're a boy. The girls get to be in-charge because the adults decided they would. And they wear clothes, because they have to. It's a rule. And as far as school, I'm going to tell them to whip you for your misbehavior from now on and I'm going to insist they make you naked when they do it. See how private they think those parts are when they get this permission. They'll be looking for reasons to punish you. And as far as the whys and what fors, well, Chad, we couldn't look at that beautiful body of yours if you had clothes on." Motioning toward the girls who were playing thirty yards away at the poolside, "They wouldn't get to watch and play either. And they are girls, they do have private parts and you have to learn to respect that. If theirs weren't meant to be private, God wouldn't have hid them. When he made boys, he put their parts where all could see, so He apparently didn't want boys to hide them," his mother reasoned. "Besides, you are a beautiful boy, why would you want to take away such a pleasant sight from everyone else? Look at you, black hair, hazel eyes, eyes that would make a girl kill for, your slim trim muscular torso, and what a penis. That little ball sack will drop in a couple of years and fill out the picture. Those legs, wow, those beautiful well defined legs. Long and muscular. You know I don't know why you have such a time showing off those legs. Now, it isn't an issue, you have to show your body-all of it. You know, I'm getting rid of all your long pants when we get home. No, I know, we'll cut them off really short and you can wear them to school. Yep, even in the snow. You'll wear those shorts. But most of the time you'll be naked."

"Mom!!!" the boy whined.

"Nope, you'll wear shorts and when you're home you'll be naked just like Scott. We're even going to find times for you to be naked publicly. I know, when Joey Davis asks you to sub on his paper route, you can deliver papers naked. Wouldn't that be cute?"

"Cut it out, Mom. This isn't funny."

"Funny? No, Dear, I'm dead serious. I want the neighbors to get an eyeful of my favorite boy. I'll be proud to share you, at least the sight of you, you are my finest work of art-my masterpiece. You need to be on display. Now, go on to the pool and play." Ushering him off her lap she gave him a light slap on the butt to send him on his way.

Natalie having been privy to the conversation acknowledged her agreement with the content. "You know, Rita, what you just told him will make a difference in his self-confidence. Not to mention, while you expose him to others it will give you an erotic rush knowing he's embarrassed and at the same time having the power to make him show all. They really do look cute in the snow. You know heavy winter coat to the waist and then that peter poking out. Their ass cheeks red from sitting on snow covered objects. Oh, look there's Eduardo, I want to tickle his dick for a little while. Don't those brown features make you just drool. He's so cute!" Turning toward the boy hiding from his female audience behind the shrubs overlooking the pool she beckoned, "Eduardo, Eduardo, come over here!"

The boy sauntered over to her making sure to half cover his exposed penis from view, "Yes, ma'am?"

"Eduardo, if you cover your penis with your hands again, we will have to strap you to the spanking board and let a good welting teach you to keep your hands away. Do you want us to clamp your little peepee and whip you?"

Moving his hands well away from his erect penis the boy replied, "No, please don't whip me."

"Well, Honey, keep your hands where they belong then. Now, come over here and sit on Mrs. Andrew's lap. I want to play with your boy parts for awhile," Natalie spoke in the third person as she patted her lap she wanted the child to straddle.

Compliantly, the boy walked to her side as she helped him straddle her lap facing outward toward the pool where the other children romped and played with Chad's boy parts off and on. The woman began twirling the hard appendage between her thumb and forefinger occasionally gently pulling it. "Look, Rita, his glans is even darker than our sons'. Isn't it refreshingly different? It looks different, but feels the same. Would you like to play with it?"

"I think so, but you go ahead and get your fill, because when I get him, I want to spend some time at it."

Out of the blue Natalie yelled to the pool, "Girls, girls, come up here. There's something I want to show you." Then pinching the head of the boy's peter, she pulled it out to about half again its erect size and continued to stretch it until the girls arrived.

"Mom, let me feel his," Jessica asked.

"No, this is my time to play with him. I don't get to play as much as you girls do. Don't worry, when I put him down, you can do whatever you'd like, but now is my time. I want to show you something new that you girls haven't had the boys do. Go and get Chad and make him come up here."

In response to her mother's directive, Andrea ran to the pool and told the boy standing on the diving board to go to the patio. Not wanting another visit to the spanking board, Chad responded almost immediately, finishing his dive, coming up the ladder, and dripping as he walked up the short sidewalk to the patio. As he approached he saw the embarrassed eight year old sitting in the owner's lap. She was stretching his penis out, much to the amusement of the girls.

"Chad you need to sit over there next to your mother. Remember, to cross those legs so your penis is showing. Oh, there's Scott go and get him too, Andrea." The little girl again responded, running down shouting for her older brother to come to the patio.

Scott upon arrival was told to sit next to Chad. Practice and time had taught him to keep his penis and testicles in the view of the little girls.

"I'm going to rub on Eduardo's little dick here until he does his little orgasmic wiggle. Then we're going to make Chad examine him for you all. I hope it gives you some ideas of things you can make them do to each other." With that said, she released the outstretched dick and began to stroke it gently back and forth. After a few minutes of such gentle stroking the boy raised his hips, bent his toes and his eyes raised toward the sky. When his hips returned to make contact with the woman's lap he was still breathing heavily.

"Now, Chad come over here and suck his penis for him," the woman ordered.

"What?" Chad felt he needed to hear that again. He hadn't been privy to the sucking and licking session at the park swings, so he wasn't sure he was being directed to do such a thing.

"You heard her, Chad. Go over there and put Eduardo's little peepee in your mouth and suck it hard until he wiggles again. Now, get over there and get started," Rita reinforced the order for her son.

Spreading Eduardo's legs widely, Natalie then reached for Chad's head and forced his slightly opened mouth over the brown penis. "Now Chad, it isn't that much different from when we made you lick the whipped cream off one of the other boys. Just suck it and lick it like a lollipop."

The initial sucking brought a smile to Eduardo's face as he glanced up and back to see his hostesse's face. Soon, he little body went through the contortions again. "Now, girls I'm going to show you something new. Eduardo, come with me over to the lounge chair." Switching chairs she instructed the child to lay prone across her legs and lower torso. "Spread those legs way apart." The little Mexican boy realized the woman's authority and spread them. "Scott, your turn."

Scott had a quizzical look on his face as he approached the lounge. "Scott, drive that middle finger of yours up Eduardo's hole there. Just push it in. It'll hurt him a little at first, but ignore any screams."

"Mom, I don't want his shit all over my finger."

"What did you say?"

Correcting himself Scott repeated, "I don't want to get poop on my finger."

"That's what I thought you said, because if I hear the other word again, you'll be eating a bar of soap. Now, get your finger in there. And I mean, all the way in there."

Eduardo's face grimaced with a show of panic in his eyes as he felt the boy's finger press his anus. Then there was a sharp pain as the muscles were forcibly pushed aside and the digit made its way in. "You girls can do this to the boys too. There's lots to feel in there and you might find it interesting. Now, Scott, feel around in there." Suddenly, there was a groan from Eduardo which wasn't really a groan of pain. There was a pleasurable sound to the groan. "See, your brother has found Eduardo's button."

"His button?" Carmella asked.

"Yes, Honey, your big brother has a place inside that makes him feel good if it's pressed. It's called his prostate, but it's easier to say button for now. When he gets big, it will make him feel really good when it's played with or when you make him masturbate. But even now he will like it when it's pressed or rubbed."

"Did you like that, Eduardo?" the little girl asked her brother.

He didn't respond. He just lay there on Natalie's legs with a stare of pleasure. Though he was facing the pool, he didn't see it. He didn't see anything as his brain was preoccupied with the invading digit.

"Scott, take your finger out." The obedient son did as he was told. "Lick it off."

"Oooooooo," Andrea scrunched up her nose at the thought.

"Mooommmmm, come on, that's gross," Scott complained.

"Not as gross as getting your little penis clamped to the spanking board while Jessica whips the fire out of your ass with the cane, is it?"

Message received the boy inserted his finger into his mouth and drew it out making a face which showed his distain for the action.

"Now, I want you to stick your tongue in his anus, so get down there and do it."

"Mom, do I have to?"

"Yah think?" was her response.

"Come on. It was bad enough sucking on my finger. Please don't make me."

"Get your tongue in his ass right now."

Slowly, the boy moved his head between the brown cheeks toward the hole he had just loosened up with his finger. His tongue was not out to full extension as he touched the tip against the younger boy's sphincter.

"Go on all the way in," his mother ordered as she pulled his head forward. "I'll help you, I'll hold your head here until you're more comfortable."

The girls had gathered round for the best vantage. Carmella was curious as was Jessica, but Andrea wanted to make sure her brother's tongue was doing what her mother ordered. She watched with interest mixed with making sure the reality was the reality.

"Mom, his tongue is just licking. Only the tip is out of his mouth."

"Rita, the cane is right there next to your chair. I want you to nail his ass twice and we'll see if his tongue doesn't come out a little further."

With that Scott looked up and pleaded, "I'll get it in there. Please, Mom, you don't have to whip me. I was just getting used to it."

"Rita, give the boy two and make them count please."

Swwwissssshhhhh, slllllllaaaaappp, the cane crossed his cheeks leaving the usual welt.

"Ow, ow, ow, owwww, please I'll do it Mom." the boy begged.

Waiting for the reaction of the judge and jury, Rita stood posed with the cane. Natalie nodded toward her to indicate the second lash should be administered. Swwwwisssshhhh, sllllllipppppp, it crossed right below his mounds leaving a mark across the top of his legs. Scott began to cry.

"Now, let's try again. Get the tongue way in there." Reaching down she parted Eduardo's cheeks so she could observe. Her son returned to the younger boy's anus. This time his tongue was fully extended. Rita and the little girls were all positioned to watch the action. Chad thinking he would stay seated so as to limit any attention to his presence, just kept his position. "Get that tongue way in there and lick around. I want to hear Eduardo groan. If he doesn't groan, you're going to the spanking board Scott, so you better work him good."

Soon the younger boy did groan and naturally shifted his body towards the intruding tongue. He wiggled as if in orgasm. "Okay, Scott, you can stop now. Girls, see this is something you can make them do to entertain your friends. Eduardo, you can get up."

"Not yet," Rita yelled. "Chad go over there and you put your tongue in there now."

"Mom, I think Eduardo's had enough, don't you?"

"He's loving it. Look he can hardly move. Now, get over there and put your tongue in there now."

"Mom." The boy looked quizzically at his mother.

"After you're finished we're going to the spanking board. You've earned three from Jessica. Want to make it five?" his mother responded to his continued questioning.

"That's not fair, I was going to do it, I just wanted to..." Chad argued.

"Okay, it's five lashes, want to go for ten?"

Without another word, Chad assumed a position with his face between the little boy's legs. Having learned from his observations of Scott's predicament, he stuck his tongue to full extension and pushed it past the sphincter pre- lubricated by his friend's saliva. It slid in without any effort.

"Move that tongue in and out of his hole, Chad," Mrs. Andrews instructed him as if he were her son.

Compliantly the boy continued as Eduardo again shifted his body toward Chad's face in an effort to get the full benefit of the stimulus. Eduardo groaned and continued his distant gaze in the direction of the pool.

Suddenly, Chad's eyes bulged as he felt a finger being shoved in his butt hole. Andrea giggled as she did so. Everyone laughed as the pressure forced Chad's nose deep into Eduardo's crack and his tongue to its full extension into the boy's colon.

"Okay Chad, you can pull out," Natalie instructed the boy.

Rita then took over, "Okay let's all go to the board. We need for Chad to pay his dues."

They entered the walnut adorned room and there it was the black punishment board-the item of fear and control. "Okay, Chad, get your dick in the hole right here," Jessica took control. Rita and Natalie sat on the love seat in the corner to watch the action. Eduardo hadn't ever observed the board or it's use and was about to be awakened in a way to ensure he'd follow the rules. He watched as Jessica strapped Chad's wrists and ankles so he was spread eagle. Chad had already begun to cry. Eduardo, mouth opened and eyes bulging watched as Jessica took Chad's penis and fed it through a hole in the board. Andrea had run to behind it. "Andrea clamp him tight." He observed the little girl clamping something on his older friend's penis. Chad screamed in pain as it was applied.

Scott able to experience empathy for Chad cringed as the clamp was applied. Andrea stayed at the penis end of the board to watch as he tried to pull it through the hole with each stroke. She like to see it stop suddenly and then automatically push back in between lashes with the cane.

Though he couldn't see it, he heard Jessica whip the cane through the air a couple of times. Then he heard a brief swish and felt the pain of the first welt. It burned and stung at the same time. He screamed as his hips flinched and his penis was suddenly stopped by the clamp as it slammed into the back of the board. No sooner had he relaxed the tension on his penis when another welt was placed on his backside. He screamed with the suddenness and the pain. Jessica took the time to try another practice swing as the boy cried in anticipation of the next stripe to be applied to his backside. Rita just nodded her approval for the job being done. Swwwwwwiiiiiissssshhhhh, sssslllliiiitttttt and a loud, "Yooouuuuuhhhheeee, pleeeeaaaasssee stop. Pleeeeassssseeee I won't do it again." Swwwwwwiiiiisssssshhhhhhh, sllllliiiiiitttt the cry for mercy went unheeded. Natalie was becoming aroused at the session. Eduardo sat cross legged and wide eyed as he fingered his own penis for comfort. The fourth lash was applied to the boy's backside. Again he tried to free himself. Again, his penis was stopped abruptly as he tried to pull free. Again the jolt to his system was excruciating. The cry was high pitched at this point. The final stroke hit home. Three of the welts were raised. Two were dark pink.

"Very well done, Jessica. Next time you might leave a little more time between each stroke though, he'll be able to appreciate them more if the pain from each is felt separately," Rita coached the hostess' daughter.

The clamp was removed from the boy's penis and the straps from his arms and legs. He collapsed to the floor and continued to cry, not trying to comfort his sore backside as he knew that would be met with further hostility. He reached for his sore penis and thought better of that too. All he could do was curl up and cry. He was left in the front of the spanking prop as all left the room except his mother.

"Chad, you can rub your penis or bottom if you want. I hope you've learned not to question me. When I tell you to do something, I want you to do it without questioning me. I hope this taught you to be a little more obedient." She rubbed the boys head as she justified her decision to have him punished.

"I will, eeeeeffffff, Mom," the boy managed a response from between the sobs.

The next morning Chad awoke remembering the prior night's events as if they were a part of his bad dream. The only problem was his penis was sore as was his backside. Seeing the red marks on his penis shocked him to the awareness that he truly had been punished and it was not a dream.

"Good morning, morning glory!" Rita stuck her head in to see her nude son rubbing his left buttock. "A little sore is it?" She walked in and sat on the side of the boy's bed. Brushing his hand aside, she began to rub his still striped bottom as she talked to him about his behavior. "You need to learn not to argue with me when I tell you to do something, son. I hope this will be the only time I have to force my point. I love you very much and it hurts me to see you punished like you were last night. Chad, it tears my heart out."

"Well, Mom what you told me to do to Eduardo was gross. It was really disgusting. I didn't want to do it and I was trying to see if I could talk you out of it. Mom, you asked me to stick my tongue where his shit was. I mean turds, Mom. Do you think that was a nice thing to do to me?"

"I guess it wasn't the most sensitive thing I've ever done, but you shouldn't question me when I tell you to do something."

"Why not? If I think it's not right, don't you think you should tell me why I have to do it?"

"Yes and no. I think sometimes I should have a good reason and should share that with you, but I also think you don't deserve explanations every time I tell you to do something. Sometimes you need to do it, because I said so."

"Mom, this whole thing isn't right. I'm embarrassed and grossed out. Why do I have to be naked all the time? Why can the other kids play with my body? What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment? I just want to go home and be like we were before. If I have to get naked for Aunt Joann or you sometimes, I'll do it. I'll even let you guys feel my wiener and stuff, but don't make me be naked for everyone. Please?"

"Chad, you have a beautiful body. Your penis is very long for a little boy. You bottom is firm and smooth and pinchable. You legs are perhaps your most beautiful attribute and it gives me pleasure to watch people stare, take pictures or touch you. It means they see how beautiful you are. When that penis sticks out hard and straight, I get a feeling of thrill I can't explain. It arouses me. I agree with Mrs. Andrews and your Aunt Joann that boys' bodies are supposed to be shared, looked at and felt. You're beautiful. And, you're right about one thing, when we get home you will be naked all the time for me and Aunt Joann and you will let us feel whatever we want whenever we want."

"How long do I have to stay like this?"

"Until you grow hair around your penis."

"When will that happen?"

"In a year or two I suppose. Three years tops."

"Oh Moooommmm, that's just too long. I mean the kids back home are going to laugh and make fun of me."

"Maybe for a week or so, but then they'll get used to seeing you running around naked and they won't even notice it."

"Yeah right, they'll play with my parts, and you know they will-especially the girls."

"Look at it this way, when the girls are playing with your penis and testicles, they're learning about little boys' bodies. Believe me you'll be getting even in the long run. Most of them will be surprised that most of the boys they meet after you won't have a penis as long as yours, believe me. If they look at and feel yours, they won't be satisfied with many others later in life. They'll always remember Chad Billings as the most well hung person they knew."

"I don't care. I don't want to be naked any more."

Patting the boy's bottom lightly so as not to inflame the welts Rita responded, "That's too bad. You're going to be naked all the time until I think you need to put clothes on. I promise though, I won't make you lick anyone's butt hole again, okay?"

"Okay, if I gotta'. But I still don't like it."

"Chad, we all have to do things we don't like. Just remember seeing you naked and being fondled makes me feel good and makes me proud. Now, get out of bed. You have to entertain Jessica's friends today at the pool party. She specifically asked for you to be there for her friends to 'play with'."

"Why?"

"Apparently she has talked about the 'new' boy with the long penis and the girls are tickled they will be allowed to tickle it."

"Oh come on, Mom. Please don't make me go out there. Just call them and tell them, I'm sick or something. Mom, it makes my wiener sore to have so many people touching and pulling it. Please?"

"Nope. You go out there and be a good little boy toy for them. Now, brush your teeth and I'll get breakfast started."

"Pleeeeeaaaasss, Mom. Pleeeeaaaasssseee?"

"No, Chad. You're going to be the party favor with Scott. I'll bet you get touched more than Scott too. You're so handsome and well endowed. Enjoy the attention."

As Chad went to the pool area, he saw Jessica setting up things for her party. Maria was there helping her. The morning sun was still not all that hot and he could smell the chlorine.

Maria approached him. "Chad, would you help Jessica get the tables and chairs set up? I have to make some snacks for today." She popped him on the bottom with her hand and walked off toward the house. She didn't even wait for his response, but what else could it be besides 'Yes'. If he told her no, she could take him up to the board for another round and this time she not Jessica would wield the rod. Maybe it was her accent or the glint in her eye, but he knew she'd be tough and enjoy the opportunity. He wasn't going to give it to her.

As they finished the table two cars approached the house coming up the long driveway. Jessica's guests were beginning to arrive.

"Chad go down and open the doors for the girls and their mothers when they come. You can be like my naked doorman. When they see that nice dick of yours they'll drool. Oh, and make sure when you open the door you say, 'You may touch my boy parts as much as you want. I like being touched.'" Jessica instructed.

"But I don't, Jessica. I don't like people touching me there."

"Too, bad. You wouldn't know it though, you always manage to get hard, and that says 'I'm glad to see ya' to anyone with girl hormones. Now, go and do as you were told or we'll go to the board and they'll get to see a little of Jessica's handiwork. You want that?"

"No," Chad sulked and walked with his head down toward the driveway.

Jessica yelled a word of caution, "Chad, I'm going to ask them if you said what I told you to say, and you'd better be doing it."

Under his breath the emotionally beaten boy mumbled, "I hate your ass, Jessica. You bitch."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"You said something. What did you say?"

"I said, 'nothing'."

"I'm going to keep a sharp eye on you and if I catch you giving me any grief it's the board. I mean it. You won't be sitting for weeks if it happens, so keep your mouth shut. Oh, and if I think I heard something from now on, we go to the board, whether you admit it or not. And, I do hope it happens while my friends are here it, would be such good entertainment for them." When he was out of her sight he raised his middle finger in her direction as his most defiant act, but he continued to walk toward the unloading area.

On his way to greet her guests he bumped into his mother. "Mom, I hate this place. Let's go home."

"What's the matter now, Honey?"

"Jessica is making me go and meet her friends when they come. I'm supposed to tell them they can touch my front parts as much as they want when I open the car door. It's not right, Mom. Please, let's go home."

"Jessica is in-charge of you. That means your body too. You do what she tells you. It won't be so bad. Lots of people have handled your penis and testicles lately, you should be used to it."

"I'm not. I don't like it. Come on Mom, I'm your son. You can't think this is okay."

"Well I do. I think it's great. I'm proud of you and I love sharing you with others. Besides, it's the first time in years I've been able to see my son's boy parts. They're beautiful and I told you I love seeing them."

"If we go home, I'll stay naked all the time I'm home and you can touch them whenever you want. I'll strip in front of your friends and let them touch me too whenever you want but get me out of here. How's that?"

"And what was it about our earlier conversation you didn't get? I told you, you would be naked most all the time and whoever and whenever people wanted to touch or play with you they could. So quit trying to negotiate with that. You're going to do it anyway. I've made a commitment and we're staying.""

"You said I didn't have to follow the rules and so did Mr. Andrews, so if we're going to stay, let me wear clothes. Please, let me wear clothes."

"No, you're cute and those are the house rules and we'll play by them."

"Okay, then don't let Jessica boss me around."

"House rules Chad. The girls rule the roost here, so you'll have to be nice and do what you're told. I'm sorry, but someday you'll look back at this and laugh and it'll make sense to you."

"Mom, I might have to run away. I mean it. I'll leave and you won't find me until you agree to come home."

"Chad, you don't want to give me any ultimatums. That would be a bad mistake. If you leave, you'll be leaving nude. Everyone in the world will see you naked. You want that? And, if I catch you I'll take you to that board. After that, I'll ask Mrs. Andrews if you might live here for a couple of years. Is that what you want? Don't talk about running away. Now, there's a car coming up the driveway, get out there and meet them."

His plans beaten, Chad slowly walked toward the door leading to the portico. A Jaguar pulled up with a middle aged woman and a girl who looked to be ten or eleven. The woman driving opened her car door and stood looking over the top of the car at the naked boy waiting to open her daughter's door. She slid the sunglasses down on her nose and stared at his penis. "Wow, Kathy, I don't believe it. Looks like you girls are going to have some fun this weekend. Hey, Sweetie, what's your name?"

"Chad", came the answer in a subtle tone.

"Well, Chad, come over here and let Mrs. Bainbridge have a look at ya'."

Knowing it was futile to fight it, Chad walked to the driver side of the car. Getting to her door he recited, "You can touch my boy parts if you want as much as you want."

"Don't mind if I do. Kathy come over here I want to show you some things. You've never seen one of these before, have you?"

"Only in some books. I've seen pictures."

"Let Mommy take you on a guided tour of these parts." Lifting Chad's erect penis in her hand she began. "First, Kathy, this boy is well endowed. Not many boys have one this long. Feel it." The young girl used her index finger to touch the top of Chad's shaft as her mother held it for her. "No, Honey, I said touch it. Grab it and pull it hard." Gently the girl wrapped her fist around the shaft of the erect appendage and gently gave it a tug. "You can pull it harder than that. Go ahead and pull it hard." The little girl's second effort was hard enough to elicit a yell from Chad. "Now look at this part. It's called a glans, but most people just call it head. It looks like a mushroom doesn't it?" The little girl began squeezing his tip with her thumb and forefinger and from the expression on her face was breaking through her timidity.

"Is this his pee hole?"

"Why yes it is, and a lovely hole it is isn't it?" The daughter shook her head. "When he gets older other things will come out of there too. Go ahead you can stick your finger nail in there." The girl's fingernail combined with Chad's ever present erection caused a shiver to go up and down his spine and he flinched. "Oh, look Honey, I think he liked it."

"I didn't know these things were hard. I thought they were soft?"

"Well, Chad here is excited. Little boys and men get hard like this when they have people touching their boy parts, bottom, or sometimes when people are even just looking at them. Sometimes it happens when nothing else happens like in the mornings when they wake up. I'm sure it'll get soft sometime while you're here. Chad, are you usually naked outside."

"I have to stay naked all the time."

"Oh my God, what a dream. Kathy, you'll see it soft sometime while you're here. If you touch it for him when it's soft, it'll get hard again. Now, look under here." She lifted Chad's dick up so his scrotum was clearly visible. "Inside this little purse are the family jewels. Here take your finger and feel the bag. Those little hard things you're moving around are called testicles and they make the stuff babies come from. Remember, when Mommy told you about the eggs you'll be making very soon?" The child nodded. "Well soon he'll make sperm; it's kind of like a seed. When it's made here he'll be able to make it come out that pee hole and if it touches the egg, then poof there's a baby. But, we're just going to play with his penis this weekend and see how it works, huh?"

Her daughter nodded her understanding. Mrs. Bainbridge cradled his scrotum in her hand as she gently squeezed and released the entire package. "You have to be careful with boy's bags though. If you squeeze the bag, it'll hurt him really bad. So bad he probably won't be able to keep standing up." At that point she squeezed really hard and released. Chad's hands immediately cradled his testicles as he fell to the paved surface and assumed a fetal position. "See, Kathy, see how sensitive they are? Oh, look at that cute bottom." Kneeling down at the temporarily disabled boy she spread his ass cheeks. "Look, his little poop chute. See his hole, Honey? Maybe they'll let you explore that too. You know, ask Jessica if you can put stuff in there. That would be a fun activity."

Kathy's face showed some disgust at the idea of playing with that part. Chad recovered his composure enough to release his hold on his genitals just in time to see two more cars coming up the driveway. As he rose to greet them, he saw Jessica watching from a window above. She was still laughing at what she had observed. Her sick sense of humor pissed Chad off.

As the two cars approached, he reached down to open the first door. Again, the grown up seemed very delighted at the sight and asked for a better view. As Chad was about to extend the required offer, he saw the door open and Jessica appeared pulling Scott by the penis out to the portico. "I thought you could use some help." Scott who was used to the abuse sauntered to the little girl as soon as he was released. It was apparent even though he knew the drill he didn't like it as he mumbled, "Hi, I'm Scott and you can feel my boy parts when ever you want as much as you want." The girl, more close in age to Jessica, without hesitation grabbed on to Scott's package and giggled toward Jessica. It was quite a change from Kathy's hesitant indoctrination. Suddenly, Chad's penis was engulfed by the thirty something mother of the other girl.

"What sweetness. Young meat!" Looking toward Mrs. Bainbridge's beaming smile the newcomer said, "Why is it little things are so cute. You know puppies, kittens, colts and even penises and testicles. I mean look his little bag hasn't fallen yet. So firm and tight and this rather long pencil he's pointing at me with. Can I kiss it?"

Jessica piped up, "I don't see why not. He's yours to play with Mrs. Schmidt. If he misbehaves, spank him."

"I always wanted a little boy so I could do these things to him. How old are you, Sweetie?"

"Eleven." Chad responded quietly.

"I think, if you were mine, I'd still be bathing you so I could look at this beautiful piece of work. Shoot, who am I fooling? I'd make you skinny dip to do that. I'd bathe you so I could play with this little toy. Chad, did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?" Looking toward her daughter the woman said, "Stephanie, let's trade. I need some time with that other boy. He's a Greek god too. Look at him. Good lord, this is literally a Playgirl mansion, isn't it." As she latched on to Scott's peter she said, "Do you boys walk around like this often."

"All the time. We have to stay naked all the time. My Mom makes us, and Jessica can make us do whatever she wants." Scott's voice showed more of his displeasure than it usually did as the older woman played with his boner.

"Guess, I'll have to visit more often."

In the third car both the mother and the child got out and walked over to the excitement. Neither boy was in a position to meet and greet as they were both being fondled.

"What's all this?" Another thirty-something blond asked as she approached.

"These boys are apparently the entertainment for the girls this weekend. Sorry there aren't enough to go around, but if you wait I'll give you a turn with mine."

Jessica held up her index finger on her right hand and said, "Just a minute", as she went in the house. Shortly, she arrived at the front door with a naked Eduardo. "He's only eight, but he's fun and his brown body and big black eyes make him sexy don't you think. His little peepee sticks out pretty well when it's hard."

"How many of these do you have? It is like a Playgirl mansion."

"We have three boys available at the house. All three are naked all the time. This is Eduardo, he's the housekeeper's son and lately she's been bringing him with his little sister. He has to be nude and his sister can control him. If we get in a tight spot with not enough to play with, we can call for some of Scott's friends. They all have to be naked while they're here. Their mothers made the rule as recently as last week. So we never run out. The only thing that could make it better is occasionally getting a boy we haven't seen or touched before."

"Jessica, I'm Crystal's mother." The newcomer introduced herself. "Tell me about this."

"At our house the boys are nude all the time because we like to look at and touch them as much as we want. Mom says boys shouldn't have a lot of modesty. She says if God wanted their parts hidden, he'd of put them inside like he did ours. Anyway, Mom also thinks boys need to learn to respect girls, so we get to make them do thing and we can do things to them so they know who the boss is. She says it teaches them to be gentlemen. She also believes they need spankings to keep them in line and sometimes I give them to them. My little sister can give the spankings too."

"Crystal, I think your brothers might do well with this program. Don't you?"

"Oh God, Mom, that'd be great. Steven's only seven, we'd have his bare butt and things to play with for years. You might have a problem with Doug though, he's too old."

"Mom says they have to stay this way until they have hair on their wieners. She said if Scott becomes a problem after that, she'll shave the hair and pretend it didn't happen yet, so he will be on his best behavior even after that. She's already told me, that even after the hair comes, until he's sixteen he has to strip whenever my sister or I tell him to no matter where we are or who's there. That means we'll still control him even though he doesn't have to be naked all them time. You know like when we have friends over we will still be able to make him take his clothes off and put on a little show. Why don't you talk to my Mom about it?"

"I will right after I check out this brown beauty." She walked over to caress Eduardo. Taking him by the hand she walked over and sat on a bench which adorned the entrance. Eduardo had a confused look on his face as she lifted him to her lap and split his beautiful boy legs apart. Immediately she was rubbing his penis and testicles.

"Oh Mrs. Stattler, I didn't check to make sure he was clean. Sure hope he isn't leaving any skid marks." Jessica had a look of true concern.

"Jessica, you don't need to worry. I've had worse things on me than some baby's shit stains." Again the women and girls laughed. Eduardo just blushed. "Quit wiggling, Baby. Stay still so I can explore this wonderful little penis. Jessica, would you get your mother for me please?"

"Sure." After the response she left to get her mother.

From the upstairs window, the sight was incredible-three middle-aged women each exploring the genitals of three prepubescent boys. Though it was supposed to be a sleepover party for the little girls, the mothers had suddenly ditched their priorities to stay and enjoy for awhile.

"Hi, I'm Natalie Andrews." Her hand was outstretched to greet Mrs. Stattler first. Then she made the rounds greeting both other mothers. She already knew Mrs. Bainbridge so the greeting was a lot less formal.

"Natalie, I have two boys in addition to Crystal. Doug is twelve and Steven who's only seven. Tell me about this program you have for your boys."

"Oh, Scott is mine. The other two are from other families. Eduardo, the one you are fondling right now is our housekeeper's son. And this beauty is Chad and he's my husband's secretary's son."

"You make them be naked too?"

"No, they aren't mine. I only make mine stay naked. Their mothers make that decision for them. Just turns out that both parents like my house rules for Scott and so they make their sons follow them."

"Jessica told us about the reasoning and it makes sense. I'd like to do this with Crystal's brothers. What age is the earliest to start. I mean would Steven be too young?"

"Heavens no, Scott hasn't owned a stitch of clothing since he was toilet trained. Well he did have and still has a few pairs of short shorts, a dress shirt, a knit shirt, a thong bathing suit, some socks and a couple of pairs of athletic shoes. He has no underwear or other form of clothing except a winter coat."

"Short shorts?"

"Oh yes, very short shorts. I like looking at his legs. And I like to see them all year long. Of course I do like to see his little boy toy too, but sometimes he has to wear something. You know school, church, times like that. That's what the shorts are for. Now, we do allow him the winter coat when it's cold."

"And long pants."

"Heavens no. His legs can take the cold. When it's cold we make him stay naked at home and when we take him to friends or relatives even in the winter. It's cute to watch how their little peters and balls suck up when they are exposed to the cold."

"I like it. So, what about the spanking. It's hard to get a good spanking done. They wiggle around so much."

"All boy spankings need to be done while they are completely naked. We have a board we strap and clamp them to so they can't move while we whip them. There's Velcro for the wrists and ankles and a clamp for their penises. Works great, doesn't it Jess?"

"It's great. I like to watch them scream when they try to pull their penis out and the clamp bites into them. It's cool. But Andrea, my little sister, is usually in-charge of clamping them."

"Oh, I'd love to watch that myself."

"Just hang around, I'm sure one of them will blow it enough that we can make that happen."

"Why don't you let me go home and get my boys? I want them here for this. In fact, let's not trump up something on one of these beauties. I mean they are so cute. Let's just wait and get something on my Doug. I want him to get his dick in a clamp for sure. He'll balk at stripping and we can use disobedience as an excuse to hook him up. It'll only take a half hour or forty-five minutes to get them."

"Well, go get 'em," Natalie directed. Jessica beamed. Her eyes were showing the excitement of fresh meat.

"I'd kind of like to stay. I mean I was going shopping, but shit shopping will be there tomorrow," Mrs. Bainbridge reasoned.

"I'd like to stay too. I'm kind of partial to these kids. They are so smooth and hairless and cute. But the spanking is exciting. Do you mind?" Mrs. Schmidt was intrigued, too. "You mean you clamp these little peckers?" she asked as a second thought as she stretched Chad's penis.

"We certainly do. When they act like animals, we treat them like animals," Natalie self-righteously responded.

"Oh the thought of this beautiful long pecker with a clamp on it kind of disturbs me. Has it ever been clamped?"

"Oh, yes. It's been clamped more than once. And that cute little ass was blistered more than once too. Wasn't it Chad?" Natalie nodded.

"I guess so."

"You guess so? What kind of answer is that?"

"Yes. She spanked me, my Mom's spanked me..."

"Don't forget me!" The snotty Jessica added.

"And Jessica's spanked me."

"Well you don't seem to be such a bad boy. Either they were wrong to do it, or it seems to have worked. Which is it?"

Dropping his head he mumbled, "It works." He knew the other answer might result in a visit to the damned board.

Both Natalie and her eldest daughter proudly nodded their heads.

Time seemed quite short when the sound of the Towncar could be heard coming up the driveway. It was the Stattlers returning. She must have really been excited to make such quick time. She hadn't been gone for long. There were two boys in the car. The youngest was apparently shirtless which meant less to take off when they arrived. The oldest looked pissed when viewed from through the windshield. However, his look quickly turned to inquisitive with a touch of fright when he saw the only other males at the house were completely nude and the girls were not. The little one seemed to be unable to connect the dots.

"Crystal, you didn't tell me your big brother was such a hunk," Jessica noted. Crystal blushed. "Oh the little one is so cute. I like that little butch hair cut. Look Mom, he still has some missing teeth. Isn't he cute?"

"Yes, Jessica they are good looking kids. Wonder how we manage to get such beautiful boys to look at? Oh, here comes a mail truck, this ought to be a fun weekend." Natalie Andrews showed the smile of a child anticipating Santa Claus.

The truck pulled up. The driver slid the door opened and did a retake at the three nude little boys standing in a crowd of women and girls. "I'm not even going to ask", he shook his head and smiled. "Is this Andrews? 748 Morningside?"

"Yes, it is," Natalie responded.

"Here's an overnight package. Could you sign here?"

She signed, the driver shook his head side to side on a retake of the naked boys, and drove off.

"What'd you get Mom?"

"Oh it's a surprise for this weekend. I ordered some boy games. Let's just leave it at that."

Mrs. Stattler returned her attention to her boys. "Crystal you and a couple of the girls go and strip Steven. I want it all off."

The little boy turned to run but was grabbed by Andrea who was standing right beside him. Momentarily he was on the ground kicking and twisting as they slid his shorts off and then his underwear. His hands immediately went to cover up, but his mother slapped his bare ass cheek and said, "No, Steven, don't you cover that penis. You keep your hands where they belong and that isn't in front of your boy parts." Steven began to cry. "Would one of your girls go and comfort him? Just rub his little wiener and talk to him." Andrea jumped at the opportunity and began massaging his little rod.

"It's okay, Steven, you'll get used to being naked," she attempted to comfort by actually compounding the boy's discomfort.

Doug smiled and said, "Geez Steven get a grip. You're just a little guy like these other boys. You don't have anything to look at. Besides, you'll like the girls playing with it."

"Glad you feel that way, Doug. Now get your clothes off," his mother ordered.

"You gotta be kiddin' Mom. Get naked in front of all these girls and women. I don't think so."

"I think so, get them off."

"Mom, these are kids. Look all these girls are younger than I am. And I don't know any of these people and even if I did, I don't let you see me naked, like I'm going to let them."

Jessica was offended, "Excuse me, I'm not younger than you. I'll bet I've got you by at least two years."

"Get those clothes off, Doug." His mother repeated.

"NO! NOT NO, HELL NO!"

"Let's take him to the board," Natalie recommended. "If you ladies would grab him and bring him along we can get to the bottom of this really quickly."

The adult women grabbed the boy who struggled, but quickly submitted to their guidance as they took him to the study where the board awaited.

"I want to do the whipping, Mom. Pleeeeeaaazzzzz!" Jessica begged.

"The punishment is up to his mother not me, but if you ladies would bring him to the board."

Andrea began to go behind the board and was told to stay out.

"I want you to strap him facing out this time. With that the fully clothed boy was forcibly secured by the wrists and ankles facing the female and nude male onlookers."

"How you gonna clamp his dick if he's facing out, Mom?" Scott asked.

"We're not going to clamp him today. I have some other ideas, but first," Natalie went to the large walnut desk slid open a drawer and brought out some scissors, "Crystal go and cut your brother's clothes off. I want you to start with his shorts, then his underwear, then his shirt. Just cut up each leg and the clothes will fall off."

Glancing to her mother for approval, she got the go ahead nod. Giggling she started cutting.

"Crystal I'll kill you if you do," the boy tried his most threatening influence.

The scissors began at the hem on the left leg of his shorts. He wiggled but was very limited by the straps.

"I'd stay still. She might cut something else if you aren't careful," Jessica laughingly warned. The rest of the grown women laughed along as all in attendance watched the disrobing with anticipation.

She finished cutting the right leg from hem to waist and the shorts fell to the floor. "Oh boy, now the best part," Andrea was chomping at the bit to get those jockey shorts off him. He was their oldest specimen and she was curious.

Crystal continued and the flimsy cotton briefs were removed exposing a penis and testicles definitely showing signs of the onset of puberty. "Wow, he's bigger than those boys," Crystal noted. Seeing his state of erection and his definitely descended testicles, Natalie went back to the desk and retrieved a pair of tweezers.

"Crystal, Honey, do you see any hairs around his peepee or his bag?" She asked.

"Here's one. It's not very big though."

"Take these and pull it out. Find all the hairs you can and pull them out."

"Fuck you. Crystal you're dead. Moooommmm make them stop this," Doug struggled to free himself.

Jessica latched on to his erect penis and said, "Give me the scissors, Crystal." The child handed the older girl the scissors. "Knock it off now Doug or I'll cut it off. I mean it!" She opened the scissors as a threat. Not knowing her or her temperament, the boy half believed she would and stopped fighting. "Now, Crystal go for it and be sure you get this one on his sack. We want him clean."

Suddenly there was a sharp pain that lasted only momentarily but got his interest as his sister plucked one of the very few hairs which had appeared. Then another sharp pain caught his attention and he yelled "Oooowwww". The girls, women and even two of the nude boys laughed at the sight and sound of the hair removal.

"I think I got them all."

"You're dog meat Crystal. Now let me go off this thing," Doug shouted through his tears of embarrassment and humiliation.

"Oh we're not done. You need to be punished for not doing what your mother told you. Jessica, play with his thing while I open this package." Picking up the scissors she pierced the tape on the box. "I hope one thing in particular is a one size fits all". Some Styrofoam noodles fell to the floor as she pulled out product after product. "Oh here it is!" Wrapped in heavy plastic was a small vinyl thing with a long tube on it. Removing it from the plastic it looked a little like a minature water wing like the kids used to wear at the pool before they could swim. Hanging off one end was a large rubber strip that looked like an extra heavy rubber band. "I think it will fit all. Okay everyone watch this."

Natalie took the small tube and put it around Doug's penis. "Hey what are you doing?" the still crying boy demanded.

"Just hush Doug," Natalie directed. The boy's mother stood looking over her shoulder as she applied the device. Taking the tube she blew into it and the vinyl ring expanded to act almost as a splint for the boy's dick. She capped off the tube so the air wouldn't escape. "Let me pull this up, the instructions say only the head should be showing. Look it even says if he's got a foreskin it needed to be pushed back. Glad all these guys are cut, it makes it easier." She pulled the vinyl ring up so only the glans was showing. "Now watch this." Grabbing the rubber strap which was secured to each side of the vinyl splint she stretched it out and released it causing a quick sharp pop to be delivered to the boy's glans squarely on his pee hole. He screamed.

"I'm going to try this again." Snaaaappp. Again the boy cried in pain. "Girls I want you to take turns doing this for awhile. I think if each of you get ten times that should get our point across. Andrea you might have to help Carmella, but make sure she gets her turn. If the splint moves, grab it with one hand while you snap the rubber band with the other. Have fun." Then turning to her adult guests she asked, "Ladies, would you like some coffee during the demonstration?"

By the time the first three girls had their turns his glans was definitely redder than when they started. Andrea fondled his testicles and squeezed before she inflicted the head pain. Not knowing her, Doug also put her on his hit list, "You little shit, I'm going to kill you too. Probably before my sister." Andrea just laughed.

The women adjourned to the desk where the other toys were opened and instructions were read. Amidst the sounds of the snaps and the boy's screams, an occasional, "Oh my God, look at this," and laughter erupted. "Let's try this on him." Then a "No, no, let's do this one!" Mrs. Stattler, who was in heaven imagining what lessons she could teach both her boys, grabbed an unopened box. "What's in here?"

Natalie took her best guess. "That's either my new Perferator Paddle or it's the time out chair kit." Redirecting her attention to another item she shouted, "Oh, look, here's the Penis Perferator."

"What the hell are those?"

"Well it's a device similar to the Penis Snapper those girls are using, but on the inside of the inflatable vinyl are thumb tack like things that slowly pierce the boy's penis as you inflate it. See look in here, see all those pins?"

"Oh, Natalie, I don't have a penis, but it hurts to think about it. Yikes, could you imagine?"

"We don't have to, we'll try it on them and we can see."

"What the hell is a Perferator Paddle?" Mrs. Stattler asked.

"Well it's a paddle that is covered with pin heads like the penis thing. When you paddle the boy it makes hundreds of little pin holes in his ass. You can then salt the ass and make him scream. It's designed to make your point without having to give many strokes. You just slap his ass a couple of times and then take the old trusty salt shaker and salt him up or douse him with alcohol a few times."

"Hey that's a hell of a good idea. It sure is easier on the spanker, isn't it? Let's try it on one of them."

"I'm sure if you stay Chad or Scott will earn the privilege of demonstrating the results. They both have a tendency to warrant spankings lately."

"What about these things?" Mrs. Bainbridge asked.

"That's the time out chair kit. You know they wanted $159 for a completed chair, but only $29.95 for the kit. These perferators, they look just like thumb tacks, are glued randomly to the seat of a wooden chair. This dowel rod is secured to the seat of the chair where they can slide it into their asshole. The perferators keep them from moving around. They have this up their ass and they have these sticking into their buttocks. Now this strap is used to secure them by the waist to the seat. It's recommended that the inside of the waist strap have perferators too so they don't wiggle side to side." Natalie continued, "These all look great, but I think the board and the trusty cane will still be our primo discipline tool. We'll see."

"Mom, we did Doug. The tip of his thing is swollen," Jessica reported.

"Let's see. Oh here, hand me that box would you. Okay honey, take one of these and stick up his peephole the whole way. There's a little cap on it so you can't lose it in there. Now, he's gonna scream loud and cry very badly because it's going to hurt bad. But you just keep going until it's all the way in there. On second thought, make Chad stick it in him."

"I don't want to Mrs. Andrews. Please don't make me," Chad had overheard the directive.

"Well son, either you stick it in him or you will be the very first to have the Perferator Paddle and salt treatment. Take your pick. You're going to get the paddle and salt sooner or later anyway, but if you don't do what you're told it'll happen right now."

Jessica handed him the plastic rod with a grin on her face. "Now go shove that up Doug's penis."

"I can't do that to him."

"Bring him over here, Jessica. Andrea, be a dear and run to the kitchen and tell Maria I need a box of salt." No sooner had the words left her mouth then the child was on her way.

Anticipation built as she took the now begging eleven year old and bent him over the desk. "Jessica come help me hold him down."

"I want to use the paddle on him, Mom."

"No, we're going to let Mrs. Stattler paddle him and Mrs. Schmidt salt him down, you and I will hold. You'll get a chance to do this, don't worry."

Skipping up to the scene, Andrea handed her mother a round box of salt with the pouring spout already up. "Here, Mom."

"Okay Mrs. Stattler give him two or three. Make sure you get both cheeks and the area around the asshole. Make 'em hard so those pins go all the way in."

Chad screamed before the first swat hit him. The idea of what was happening scared him. "Mrs. Andrews I'll put it in Doug, please don't do this to me. Please, don't let her hit..." SWWWWWWAAAATTTTT. "Iiiiiiieeeeeeeeeowooooowwww".

"Good one! Look little blood droplets. Again, over here."

SWWWWWWAAAAAAATTTTTT. "oooooooooo, I'll bet that hurt," Mrs. Stattler couldn't help but comment on her handy work.

"One more down here on the lower area." SWWWWWWWAAATTTTT. The boy screamed the highest pitched scream. All eyes except Doug's were on what was happening to Chad.

"Okay, Mrs. Schmidt pour some of that salt on him." She did first lightly, then liberally. As the sodium hit the wounds the sting was unbearable. Chad screamed and begged and wiggled under his captors' hold. "Rub the salt in good. Just keep rubbing those cheeks." The stinging kept up. When she finished Chad was warned not to rub his backside or to leave the room or he would suffer Doug's fate as well. He was released and fell to the floor crying. The blood had stopped trickling as it coagulated in the small holes but the salt continued to do its thing."

"You know," Mrs. Stattler spoke up, "I think I'm going to use Jalapeno pepper juice or hot sauce instead of salt. I think it'd probably sting longer."

"Hell of an idea. Jessica, go and tell Maria to make sure she orders lots of jalapenos. We'll blend them into a paste we can apply to their little asses. Actually, I'll bet that would burn their assholes too. Even without perforation. You know how those peppers always burn twice anyway-once going in and again coming out. Imagine direct application to the hole. We'll have to try it. Great, idea Mrs. Stattler."

"It's Gwen. Quit with the Mrs. Stattler. I'm Mrs. Stattler to the kids, not to the adults."

"Okay Gwen, I'm Natalie."

"I'm Marsha," Mrs. Schmidt offered.

"And, I like your youngest, am Andrea," Mrs. Bainbridge joined.

"Let's plan on trying some of these other things over the weekend. Why don't you ladies plan on returning tomorrow morning for part 2 of our continuing saga. Gwen, you need to leave the boys here and go home and clean out all their clothes. Throw out or cut off all their long pants. Cut their shorts to inseams to a maximum of two inches and throw out all their underwear. You can keep the long sleeve shirts for winter wear to school."

"Good idea."

"But before you go, Chad, take this rod and stick it in Doug's penis all the way."

"Oh, please, Mrs. Andrews."

"Do we want to try something else?"

"No ma'am."

"Then stick it in."

Taking the rod he pushed the tip into the older boy's urethra causing an incredibly loud scream.

"All the way in, Chad."

Chad inched the three inch probe further and further cringing each time the victim screamed and begged for him to stop. Finally, it was all the way in.

"Just leave him there for fifteen minutes. Girls, I'm going to remove the splint. I want you to slap his penis back and forth while that probe is in there. Just smack the hell out of it. Andrea every now and then squeeze his balls to remind him who's in-charge. Got it?"

The little girl nodded and the ladies and naked boys adjourned to the pool area. The distant echo of the twelve year old's screams could be heard for the fifteen minutes that followed.

"I've got to get one of my chairs adapted with that kit." Natalie was audibly making a mental note.

"My husband is quite handy with wood. Maybe I could take the kit and he could do it for you," Gwen Stattler offered.

"He wouldn't mind?"

"No, it's the least we can do for all you've taught me. Our boys will be much better now and your suggestions, I'm sure, will make a difference. We'll build it and probably even get a chance to test it before we bring it back."

"Be sure when you test it, you read the directions and lube up the post and the boy's asshole before you stick him on it."

"Oh we will."

"I've got to go get Doug off the board. We'll see you all tomorrow. It promises to be a busy day," Natalie bid them a farewell.

"Natalie, do whatever needs to be done to either of my boys. You have carte blanche."