Chaperoning the Weeblos Chapter 5

Chaperoning the Weeblos Chapter 5
By Sir Cum Sizemore

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Chapter 5

"Okay boys," Sam stood from the table having finished his dinner of a burger, beans, and chips prepared by the boys, "Hey, hey, Joey, we told you not to cover your penis. Get your hands away, NOW!"

"But, Mr. Carson, it itches. I was just scratching my sack." The boy almost tearfully replied.

"I don't care it itches, you either ask permission or get one of the other boys to scratch it for you." Sam retorted gaining a smile from the on-looking females.

"But it itches." The boy complained again.

"I'll scratch it for him," Mary beamed at the prospect.

"No, Mary," Mandy grabbed her arm to hold her back, "Cliff, go over and scratch Joey's penis and scrotum for him." She hollered toward the collective boys.

"Uh, uh. I'm not touching another kid's dick. Let him do it himself or get one of the girls to do it."

Grabbing the strap which was positioned at the end of the table she trudged over to the group. Cliff seeing this started to move toward the younger boy hoping to ward off any impending belting.

"No, no, no, Cliff. This time I whip you. Get over here." The irate maternal figure pointed toward the table where the boys were gathered. As he approached with head down, the group of boys parted like reeds blown by the wind. "Bend over the end of the table."

"I was going. Why do I have to get a spanking? I was going."

"Well, I want you to do things without those comments of your and this is going to help get that across." She pushed his torso so his body bent at the waist over the edge of the built in bench on the table and the boy automatically knelt to allow the bench to support his upper body. "Cliff if you move before I tell you I will have the boys hold you in place and one will be pulling hard on that dick of yours and holding that ball sack, so if you don't want that to happen don't you move."

"Please Mrs. Carson, I was only kidding. I'll scratch Joey's balls, I…."

A gentle swishing sound could be heard before the boy's sentence was finished and a loud slap echoed throughout the campsite. Sam watching from a distance just nodded his head back and forth and smiled. Another slap was heard followed by a shrill scream of a child who was in pain. Momentarily another could be heard to reverberate. Stripe after stripe was being placed across the boy's bare backside. His fellow campers very visibly reacted to the demonstration as their penises began to spring to attention. Mary was beside herself with the demonstration. She appreciated the discipline session, but was even more amused at the collection of prepubescent hard-ons. Tapping Jenny on the shoulder she pointed them out. Jenny's jaw just dropped and then she started to giggle. After the eighth stripe the boy was wiggling violently without taking his chest off the bench. At one point his hands went back to protect his bottom from the on-coming swing and both hands were the recipient of the stroke. It would be the last time he used his hands to shelter his butt. Seems they weren't an effective way to protect himself. Mandy heard her daughter's giggle, "Jenny, what in the hell is so funny." The girl responded by pointing at the audience's groins.

"Look Mom, they're hard as rocks. They're getting all excited watching you whip Cliff's butt."

Mandy discontinued the spanking session and walked over and began to finger Jeff's rock hard erection twirling the glans between her thumb and finger. Then she reached over and repeated the inspection on Carl's. "Well boys I guess you're into the S&M stuff huh?" She chuckled at her own wittiness. Then turning to Cliff still in position crying from the punishment session she said, "Cliff you need to help your fellow Weeblos cool off some. Get over there and start with Jeff and work your way down the line. I want you to lick each boys peter until Mandy or Jenny says you can stop. Get over there and get started. The boy slowly rose off the bench and walked toward the line of boys as he passed Mandy she reached down to feel the warmth of the tanned hide.

"Whoa, that's hot. The boy still red eyed and tearful fell to his knees and immediately took Jeff's penis into his mouth.

"You girls make sure he licks and sucks every boy in the line. You can keep him plugged in as long as you think he needs to be."

Both girls grinned and wringed their hands. They walked over and began coaching the sucker while cautioning the suckees to remain in their places. Having been instructed to move to Carl, Jenny commanded, Bite his. Cliff, bite the tip of Carl's dick." The younger child withdrew his penis quick to avoid the anticipated painful experience. "Carl you put that dick back in Cliff's mouth, this instant."

"But you told him to bite it. I don't want him to bite my wiener."

"I said, put it in his mouth now."

Scared to do otherwise the nine year old reinserted his phallus in the older boy's mouth. Instantly the glans was pinched between the upper and lower front teeth. Carl screamed in pain and withdrew his penis again. Everything was intact, but the girls laughed at the action. "Keep going Cliff, you don't have to bite him again. Just lick and suck and we'll tell you when to stop."

As Mary ushered the boy to Joey's dick she noted, "You know if you weren't such a pain in the ass about servicing Kevin, you probably would have been done after him. Now you get a taste of each of your friends. Do they taste the same or are they different, Cliff?"

Still pouting the boy shrugged his shoulders and moved his red ass to Joey's penis and began licking and sucking. "Be sure to lick his ball sack really well. Oh, and when you do get to Kevin you will be licking his asshole too." She smiled at her meanness.

Jenny added, "Well I think he should have to lick Carl's asshole as well. After all he did hurt the kid's dick. It'd be kind of like kissing and making up. So he can ream out Kevin's and Carl's assholes. Hey, I know lets have each of the boys stick their little hard things up Carl and Kevin's asses to get them loose for Cliff's lick job. You know just let them shove those little wieners all the way in."

Mary whispered in her friend's ear, "Your Mom or Dad might have a problem with them doing that. You want us to get in trouble?"

She whispered back, "We can tell them to take a walk and we'll finish up with the boys. I'll just tell Mom we can watch them until she comes back and makes Cliff service my brother. That way they won't see them fucking each other."

"Okay, but if we get caught it was your idea."

"You guys have to keep those penises hard after they get sucked so you'd better start playing with yourselves. Carl, Joey, Jeff get 'em bouncing. I'm going to get the camera. This is precious footage." Jenny ran to the table where her parents were seated. "Mom, Dad have you guys seen my camera?"

"Yeah your father put it in the tent. He didn't want it ruined by the 'chefs' tonight."

"Great, hey why don't you and Dad go for a walk? We're making Cliff suck off each of the boys and it will take awhile. When you get back you can make him work on Kevin as planned."

"Well Hun, do you want to take a walk down the road? It's a nice evening."

"Okay, we'll be back in about an hour. Remember, the boys can't go swimming until we're back. I mean it, Jenny, you're in-charge and you have quite a responsibility there."

"I know Dad. They'll be just fine."

Sam reached around behind himself and brought out the strap. "Here you might need this. I trust you'll only use it for disobedience or disrespect, but should something along those lines happen you have to use it. Understand?"

Jenny grinned from ear to ear as she grabbed the buckle end of the strap of authority. "Yeah Dad." Draping the leather strap around her neck she let it hang loosely over her shoulders. The thought that she was empowered to beat the hell out of the naked boys excited her. She retrieved her camera from the tent and as her parents walked into the darkness she spotted the still grease filled cast iron pan from dinner. Taking that along she walked over to the on- going "orgy".

"Eeeewwww, what are you doing with that pan?" Mary asked.

"Lubrication my Dear, lubrication. This will make it easier to slide those little dicks up my brother and Carl's asses. We'll coat their little rods and smear some around the other two's assholes to help them slide in better. Besides, it'll add a little flavor to them so Cliff finds his reaming more palatable. It'll have the hint of tonight's dinner. "

Mandy punched her girl friend's shoulder and giggled, "You dog, you!"

"Kevin and Carl get over here now. You too Cliff." Jenny summoned the boys. "Mary, take Cliff over to the picnic table and get him on the edge of the bench with his legs up. I'll get Kevin and Carl hard. Then we'll get on with the show. Let's hurry before my parents get back."

"Kevin and Carl, get some of this lard out of the frying pan. Oh, don't be such a wimp it's not hot any more."

Carl reached into the pan, "Uck, this stuff is slimy".

"You too, Kevin, get a glob of it on your hand." She directed. Her brother hesitantly followed Carl's lead. As his hand scooped the congealed fat he scrunched up his nose in concurrence with Carl's observation.

"This is gross, Jenny. It's nasty."

"I'll show you nasty. Okay now smear that stuff on your little woodies."

"You mean put this on our things?" Carl asked somewhat astonished.

"That's exactly what I mean. Now, do it." After both boys coated their penises she directed the boys toward Mary who had Cliff in position. His anus was puckered right before everyone's eyes. Offering the pan to her brother she ordered, "Get some more on your hand." He did as he was told. "Now, put a glob on Cliff's asshole."

"Oh, yuk, you do it Jenny. That's nasty."

There was a sudden swwwwoooossshing sound followed by a loud snap as the strap made contact with her brother's tightened butt cheeks. He lunged forward as a reaction to the contact.

"I said, put some on his asshole, now do it or do you want some more of the strap?"

"I don't want either," he replied with watery eyes.

"Kevin, I'll beat you black and blue. Now do it."

Slowly the boy complied. Carefully covering the older boy's hole with a generous portion of the grease he held in his hand. "Hey, what are you doing?" Cliff replied in a startled response.

"Okay, Kev, now grab hold of his thighs."

"What?"

"I said, grab hold of his thighs and shove that little pecker of your in his asshole."

"I'm not…" Kevin hadn't finished his though when a sharp piercing pain shot from his unprotected ass to his brain. Jenny had used the strap again.

"I said, stick it in him. Now, do it. You want me to tell Mom?"

Not sure what his mother's reaction would be, he assumed that her unpredicted loss of any modesty sense was a signal that she'd probably concur and he'd be in trouble. The boy approached his fellow scout, took him by the hips and pressed his small but engorged glans against the boy's hole.

"No, Kevin you can't do that." Cliff pleaded as a smiling Mary firmed up her hold on his upper torso.

"Do it Kev, do it." Mary encouraged.

He stood there with the glans half way embedded. Jenny walked up and shoved his butt toward the anus and the little phallus disappeared into Cliff's colon. Neither boy showed any sign of pain, but Cliff expressed his discomfort. "Get it out, get it out!"

"No, Kevin pump it back and forth until we tell you to stop," wide eyed Mary coached, "you know in and out, in and out!" The girls were fascinated and grinning widely at the sight. Again, the belt made contact with Kevin's backside.

"Do it Kevin, do what Mary told you."

"I'm not doing that", Carl announced.

"Wanna bet?" Jenny smiled a vile smile. "You're up next."

Kevin had begun his movement sliding his penis back and forth in Cliff's anus. Cliff didn't complain but instead groaned a more pleasurable sounding noise than his protestations.

"See, Cliff it feels good doesn't it?" Mary tried to justify the behavior.

"Okay, Kev, you can stop. Carl, get over here." Jenny ordered.

"No." Jenny grabbed the boy's arm and pulled as he tried to free himself. Suddenly the side of his thigh was tagged by the belt what left a large red stripe.

"Carl, I'll whip your dick and balls, if you don't quit. I mean it. Get over there and do what Kevin did."

Carl almost in a crying mode complied. "Now, put it in there."

"Go ahead Carl it isn't so bad." Kevin encouraged to help get the boy off the hook. As he did so he reached for a roll of paper towels to clean his penis off.

"Don't even think of cleaning it off. We want Cliff to have some flavor when he sucks you off. Leave it the way it is."

Carl was doing his service to Cliff. Cliff again was moaning and was unaware of Jenny's remarks to her brother. The other boys had circled in more tightly to watch this show. Eyes were wide open, mouths hung down, but none made a sound. Carl gained more and more rhythm to his movement. The audience was suddenly jolted as the quiet was broken by Sam's voice, "What in the hell are you doing here?"

Carl removed his penis and stood with a look of shock. "They made me do it."

"Well, this is going to stop now. Jenny whatever were you thinking?" Sam was visibly perturbed.

"We were just curious about…"

"Gay sex. Jenny these kids are our charge. Their parents want them nude, but I don' t think this is what we should be doing with them. You and Mary go and get ready for the evening's festivities. Cliff, get up! "

"He is going to suck Kevin and Carl isn't he?" Jenny asked her father. Luckily her mother answered before her father could fire back.

"Yes, he's going to return the favor from the afternoon, but this butt fucking stuff is going to stop now."

Joey whispered to Kevin, "Your mom said the 'f' word." Both adults heard the remark but chose to ignore it.

In an effort to give Sam room to regain his composure, Mandy redirected the activity, "Girls, let's get some of the younger boys hard and take these paper cups with their lids, fill them with some pebbles, cover them and cram their little dicks through the straw opening on the lid. That way, when they dance tonight they'll rattle a little. It'll be cute don't you think?"

"Mom, I swear, where do you come up with these ideas?" Jenny couldn't contain her smile. She turned to the boys and called out Joey, Jeff, Johnny let's go we need to make rattles out of your little rods. Get over here and start rubbing yourselves we need 'em hard. Come on." Jenny hollered out her commands as the boys gathered, "No, not you Carl or you Kevin we have other things in mind for you. Cliff you have some servicing to do right after the dance."

"What do you mean, servicing?" Cliff questioned

"You have some sucking to do and we're all going to watch as you do it."

"Shit!" Cliff was upset as he crossed his arms and pouted.

"What?" Jenny turned toward the table where her mother and father were talking, "Mooommmm, Cliff is using bad words."

Mandy quickly entered the adult tent and returned. As she walked toward the girls, she continued her conversation with her husband. Approaching Cliff she held out a green bar of soap and said, "Put this in your mouth Cliff, we don't use bad language. When you do, you will always get your mouth washed out. Now, bite it." Cliff resisted keeping his lips tightly closed. Mary reached down and flicked his nuts causing an instantaneous cry of pain. Mandy took advantage and crammed the soap in. "There, next time, don't give me trouble or I'll hang you by that little jewel sack of yours. Got it?" Soap firmly in his mouth the crying preteen nodded his understanding. "Now, don't take it out until I tell you to. If you do Cliff, I'll whip your ass with the strap until it bleeds. I mean it. I've had it up to here", she held her hand at her throat, "with your bullshit. Don't push anymore buttons." Mandy was pissed.

As Sam bent to light the campfire, Mary summoned the dancers. "You younger boys come over here." As they did, she took the pebble filled ups and shoved them on to their little hard ons one at a time. She pushed the cups half way up each finger sized shaft.

"Owwww, ow, this hurts. It's scratchy." Joey complained.

"Tough. Keep that on there unless you want a burn on the other side to offset the 'scratchy' feeling." Jenny cautioned.

Fire lit, the boys were assembled and told to dance. As the younger of the bunch circled the campfire in an uncoordinated effort the sound of the pebbles in the cups rattled. After a half hour of dancing Mary yanked the cups off each still hardened phallus. Each time there was a complaint as the sharp plastic opening scratched their penises. Then Jenny took over.

"Mom, Dad and fellow campers. Now, we have a special treat for you. Cliff is going to show you how he cleans penises. Aren't you Cliff?"

The boy looked up with an angry expression. "No!"

"Yes, you are. You're going to suck my brother and Carl until all that tempera paint is off their little dicks. All of it Cliff."

"Yeah, but tempra paint isn't the only thing on those wieners," Johnny shouted.

"Yeah, there's poop on them too." Jeff chimed in.

"He's going to suck them clean no matter what's on them," Jenny insisted. "Now, get started Cliff. First, do Carl."

"Do it, Cliff. Right now!" Mandy supported her daughter's order.

Carl was spread eagle on a picnic table. His legs were spread wide and he was smiling in anticipation of the activity. Cliff approached slowly and looked at the paint and dirt and who knows what else encrusted erection. He looked toward the adults.

"Go on, Son, just give it a lick and then work closer. Oh shit, I've got to take a walk. I can't standby and watch this," Sam protested. "They're all yours Mandy. I'm going to the stream. The frogs can keep me company. I just can't watch this."

"Okay, Sam, go. It'll be over in a few minutes. Cliff will have those little dicks spic and span in no time. Won't you Cliff? Now, put Carl's little stiff one in your mouth and suck it clean. It'll taste bad at first, but you'll get used to it. You girls didn't wash his penis from when it was up Cliff's ass did you?"

"Oh, we forgot. We just painted over it."

"It won't hurt you Cliff. Clean his dick off and you can do Kevin and you're done. Remember how good it felt when they did it to you? You want them to know how good it felt don't you?"

Momentarily Cliff's tongue began to explore the engorged glans of the youngest member of the troop. Carl giggled at the feeling. Suddenly the entire glans was in Cliff's mouth. With encouragement from Mary his lips encircled the shaft at the base. The saliva began to mix with the water based paint. Cliff rose and spit, then went back to the child's erection. As he sucked the younger boy's toes curled and his hips thrust up off the table. As he fell flat on the table he let out a pleasurable groan. Cliff continued. Again, he stopped to spit and went back to work. Carl's little butt again jumped up and was followed by a groan.

"Okay Cliff, you've given him all you have to. Kevin, you're up now." Mandy nodded toward her son.

"Now, Cliff, Kevin's is narrow, but it's long so you might feel a gag or something, but you just keep going. Do it like you did Carl's."

The progression was much the same. The older boy stopped and spit, but went back to work.

"Ewwww, Cliff's sucking his own poop off their dicks." Johnny was heard to observe.

"Knock it off Johnny or you'll be doing this tomorrow night." Mandy cautioned.

"Yes, Ma'am." Came the subservient reply.

No sooner had Johnny backed down then Kevin's hips bounced off the table surface as his legs straightened and tensed. There was an accompanying auditory release,
"Ahhhh,ooohhh,ahhh".

"Okay, Cliff that's enough. Boy's it's time to get to bed." Mandy observed.

"Mrs. Carson, if Mr. Carson changes his mind and wants to see it, I've got it all recorded on the camcorder. I'll make a disk for you."

"Thank you Mary, but I'm sure he won't. You girls need to go to bed too. Big day tomorrow."

The next morning a white Volvo station wagon crunched on the gravel of the parking space in-between the SUV and the van. Sam was busy getting the supplies for the boys to cook breakfast and stoking the fire. Looking toward the sound, Sam interrupted his wife as she rubbed sunscreen on her son's rock hard penis and tight scrotum. "Who might that be?"

"Oh my God. I think its Gwen MacAllister. She's a pediatric resident from the hospital. She offered to come out and give the boys free physicals. I wonder how she found us?" Releasing Kevin's penis she wiped the excess lotion off her hands and walked to greet her friend. "Geeezzz, Gwen, I thought you were bullshitting me about coming out here. How in the hell did you find us?"

"Oh, I met a ranger at the park office. He said he met you guys and told me how to get here. Oh my, is this one of the boys? You weren't kidding about no room for modesty. What a good looking kid." The physician placed her hand on Kevin's cheek as she took in a quick scan of his body, erect penis and all.

"This is my son, Kevin. Kevin this is Dr. MacAllister."

Kevin stared as the woman held out her hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you Kevin."

Sam approached smiling, "And this is my husband Sam."

After the niceties Gwen asked, "Where are the other boys?"

"Oh, they're down at the stream with the girls. The girls watch them so we have time to get things done here at the campsite." Sam explained the pecking order.

"The girls?"

"Oh yes, my daughter and her friend. They supervise the boys." Mandy responded.

"And the other boys are they as exposed as Kevin here?"

"Oh yes, they're all as naked as the day they were born. We're really working on their shyness."

"And your daughter and her friend?"

"No, they're girls and they are a couple years older than most of the boys."

"Well, that's good. Boys don't need modesty, in fact, they shouldn't have any and girls need plenty." Gwen explained with the authority of a physician. "You are keeping them sunscreened?"

"Hey, Gwen, I've been a nurse longer than you've been a doctor. Cut me some slack. Of course we're keeping them coated, and, yes, especially their penises and scrotums." Mandy responded indignantly.

"Very good. Well, let's get them examined before I pitch my tent."

"Are you staying?"

"If you don't mind. I don't have to be back at the hospital until next Wednesday so I thought I'd stay and give you a hand. Literally a hand," she winked at Mandy. "I've got some experimental medication I want to try out on these guys."

"I don't know," Sam took pause at that, "they aren't ours and I think their parents should make the decision as to whether or not they should be guinea pigs. I'm not going to chance that."

"I understand, Sam, but let me explain. I have a new medication call Tenogra. Are you familiar with ED medication? You know the erectile medications?"

"Yeah, but I don't need it, thank God."

"Well, I'm sure you've seen the ads where they stipulate that if your erection lasts for longer than four hours contact your doctor."

"Yeah, but I'm not sure I wouldn't rather get some mileage out of such a phenomena rather than stop it." Sam chuckled.

"Well, Tenogra is a time release capsule and will safely allow an adult erection to last from eight to twelve hours without any ill effects. It's been tried on over eight hundred men without so much as one reported side effect. What we'd like to do is try it on the prepubescent boys to see how they do. There is absolutely no reason to believe there'd be any side effects. If there are, I'm here to respond. What I surmise is the boys will have hard, and I mean hard, hard-ons all day—waking to bedtime. If we can I want to see how many orgasms they can get without 'reloading' time, if you follow what I'm saying. This stuff won't allow their little penises to relax even after one of their cute little dry dances. Don't you think it'd be interesting to find out?"

"I do doctor, but…"

"First of all, it's Gwen, and second of all there aren't going to be any problems. I promise. It'll give a much better appendage for the sunscreen application not to mention the stronger invitation for folks to literally play with them. It can't help but give an assist to the plan to erase their modesty. It's perfectly safe. I've always wanted t o know how many consecutive orgasms pre-teens are capable of and this would be a time to get an idea."

"Well, okay, but if there's a problem, it's your ass not mine. I don't have malpractice insurance."

"Fair enough. Mandy?"

"It sounds fascinating to me. Of course, I love seeing those little penises hard as a rock and bouncing to and fro. Not to mention rubbing those little rods. They're cute, they're young, they're wonderful. Let's do it." Mandy then turned her attention to her nude son who had wandered over to the van. "Kevin go and get the boys, I want all of them up here. Dr. MacAllister is going to give you all physicals. Go on now, go get your friends."

"Why do we need physicals?"

"I just want to make sure you boys are healthy before you begin our study." The pediatrician smiled as she explained, "Besides, I love feeling little boys penises and testicles. I've found them fun and interesting since before I entered medical school. All the different shapes and sizes and stuff."

Her candidness embarrassed Kevin as he silently went to summon the rest of the boys and their female keepers.

"Mandy while he gets them, why don't we line up the picnic table so they can stand on them to make their little boy parts eye height or at least close to eye height. " The two women began pushing the tables as Sam joined in. Once the tables were in place, Gwen opened her black satchel and removed a stethoscope, tongue depressors, and a measuring tape. "Mandy I need to get the boys penile measurements while they're little dicks are flaccid. Then we'll measure them when they're hard and after each orgasm to see if there is any change. So we'll take the vitals. Oh here you get the blood pressure for each as well." She tossed the bag to the waiting nurse. "Sam , if you wouldn't mind, there are several charts here on this clipboard, if you'd just record the data as we give it to you for each of the boys, that'd make things go faster."

"Gwen, how fast acting is this stuff," Mandy twisted the bottle of pills in her hands to read the label.

"That's another thing. It lasts longer but is fast acting. Within three to five minutes their little joy sticks will be hard, and, at this point, I surmise nothing they do will cause them to go limp until the pill runs its course."

"Oh this is going to be so sweet. The girls will have a field day. Sam, can we march them around in public sporting their erections? I mean I want other people to enjoy this and I'll enjoy their embarrassment as people recognize their little peters."

"Mandy, I don't care if we parade them around or not. Let's see what happens with all this stuff first." Sam was still cautious about the experimental nature of what they were about to do. As he turned he could see the mass of naked flesh coming up the trail from the stream. Two sets brightly colored blouses and shorts mixed within the group offset the tanned skin of the boys. Mary was carrying a leather strap which dangled at her side. Seeing the new female visitor, Cliff and Ricky instinctively cupped their genitals to keep them from view. Almost immediately the strap could be heard meeting Cliff's backside as Mary ordered, "Keep those hands away from your balls." Slowly, he removed his hands. Ricky had already moved his to avoid the strap.

Mandy took over the conversation, "Boys this is Dr. MacAllister. She's here to give you all physicals. What we need you to do is to stand up here on the benches from the picnic tables so we can see all of your bodies. I want you up there facing us with your hands on your head and your legs spread. First I will come around and take your blood pressure, then Dr. MacAllister will listen to your hearts, check out your penises and testicles and breathing and the girls will follow measuring you penises. You are not to move. If any of you are stiff when the girls get to you, they will pass until your little penises are soft. If they do that it has to be soft by the time they do a second round or we will beat you with the belt until it does. Does everyone understand?"

"Oh, Mandy we don't have to beat them. Let them beat themselves 'off' to get them soft, huh? I mean let's not be brutal." The pediatrician countered. "Boys if you are hard when the girls come by, you need to start rubbing yourselves until you have an orgasm so they can get the soft measurement. Now, let's get started."

The females measured their assigned tasks and shouted results to Sam who carefully recorded the findings. After twenty minutes, Gwen addressed the boys again.

"Well, boys, you all seem to be in good health and we have seen most are within normal limits. Cliff your boy part is much longer than most kids your age. Honey, that's something you can be proud of. The rest of you are good looking, handsome kids. Your bodies are beautiful and those tans are wonderful. Now, I have two pills we will give each of you at breakfast everyday. Today, because it's about eleven and lunch is coming, I will give you each one pill or half a dose. As Mrs. Carson hands you the pill, Mary or Jen will give you a bottle of water to wash it down. Each of you needs to take the pill and remain standing on the bench until I tell you to get down. Does everyone understand?" Gwen had taken over.

"Hey, Dad, what are those pills for anyway. They aren't sick or anything are they?" Jennifer asked her father.

"No, Honey, just watch what happens after they take them."

Mandy handed each of the boys a pill she was followed by Mary who offered each a swig from a bottle of spring water to wash them down. Cliff eyeballed the capsule and asked, "What is it? Am I sick or something?"

"No, Cliff, just take the pill." Mandy advised.

The boy shrugged his shoulder and took the capsule.

"Okay, boys for the next five minutes I want each of you to put your hands on your heads and spread those legs apart." Each complied at Mrs. Carson's direct.

Sam, the two women and the two girls just stared at the boys who returned the stare. "What are we waiting for?" Joey asked.

"Just stand there." Mandy reiterated.

Slowly Kevin's penis began to respond as it rose from flaccid to semi hard. Suddenly, the twins' began to move as did Cliff's. Carl's soon began to unwrap itself. By the time Kevin's was at full salute, Ricky's had begun stiffening. "Oh my God, Dad, is that what those pills do?" Jennifer finally caught on. When she asked the question Mary caught on her eyes widened and she covered her opened mouth to hide her awe. Within five minutes all of the boys were erect.

"Okay girls go and measure them again. Make sure your get that tape right up against the base of the penis and you

push the head down.  Read the number at the urethra." Gwen
ordered.  The girls began the measurement process.

"Cliff's is almost four and half inches," Mary shouted.

"Almost doesn't count. Be accurate." Mandy instructed.

"Carl's is three and looks like three eighths inches," Jennifer reported. As she walked away to measure her brother she slapped Carl's penis and it sprang left and right before centering itself again. "Kev's is three and a quarter inches. Hey do you want us to measure the diameter too?"

"No, we just need the length." The doctor instructed. For each boy Sam recorded the measurements shouted by the girls.

After dinner that evening the boys began to recognize their penises were not softening. "Mine is still real hard. Why isn't it getting soft?" Carl inquired.

"I think it was that pill she gave us," Cliff reasoned.

"I like it hard. It feels better when I touch it," Carl offered.

"Yeah, well mine's sore from being hard. I want it soft." Ricky entered the conversation.

"Well, rub it maybe after you jerk off it'll go down," Cliff countered.

"Jerk off?" Carl had a questioning look.

"Yeah, you know when you rub it for awhile and your ass cheeks scruntch together and your toes straighten out and it feels real, real good? That's called jerking off." Cliff explained.

"Oh, yeah. You mean when I have an organism?"

"No, Carl, you little shit. It's orgasm not organism!" Ricky laughed.

With that the three boys began rubbing their penises. Mary walked up and said, "Oh, no, you little perverts. If you're going to rub them you have to rub each others. It's rude to rub your own. Let's go boys each of you work someone else's. Maybe we should get Kevin and the twins over here too. What do you think? Then you could do a circle jerk!!!" She smiled at her cleverness.

Dr. MacAllister was interested in the goings on. "What's up? I mean besides your little penises?"

"They were rubbing their dicks and I'm making them rub each others."

"Okay, boys, this time you can do that, but you are not to touch yours or someone else's after tomorrow unless Mrs. Carson or I tell you, you can. Understood? We have to watch you do it. This evening you can, but remember after tomorrow morning only if one of the adults says its okay."

The boys had puzzled looks on their face. Here they were being told not only was the activity okay with the adults, but they had to watch. "If my mother ever caught us doing this she'd sh.. Well, she'd be mad. She says some things boys do to their bodies is a sin." Cliff offered.

"Well, on this trip you'll be doing a whole lot more to each other's bodies than just rubbing. But we adults have to watch and make notes. You go ahead and do what Mary told you to do right now, but remember after tomorrow morning no one plays with themselves or someone else without permission. Agreed?"

The wide-eyed boys shook their heads in agreement.

"If we find you doing this without permission your penises will be whipped. And, if it keeps up, both your penises and asses will be whipped. I mean it we'll spread your legs and let the girls have at your boy parts with the belt, so don't do anything you'll regret."

"Man that'd hurt bad," Carl remarked as Mary beamed at the thought.