Hampton Rhodes Academy 3

By Running Bare

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Series: The Hampton Rhodes Interviews 3

HAMPTON RHODES ACADEMY
The Carson Interview

Mrs. Carson and her completely nude son Kevin entered the session fifteen minutes early. Mr. Carson was unable to attend as he was away on business. After introductory niceties, they settled in. Kevin sat in an armless chair with his legs spread widely and his arms folded. His circumcised member was flaccid and the boy looked perfectly comfortable being exposed in front of this interviewer. Mrs. Carson rubbed the boy’s inner thigh lovingly as we spoke. Occasionally, she would unabashedly rub his penis and scrotum as well.

RB: I noticed the stress on exposing the boys bodies, including their genitalia, is a big part of this program. I was wondering how you feel about that.

MRS. C: Well, I like to see my boy’s penis and testicles. I find them very cute and like most things of beauty, I don’t mind sharing them with anyone else who might enjoy them.

RB: But, don’t you see it as Kevin’s body? I mean shouldn’t he be the one who decides to share it?

MRS. C: No, he’s only eleven. I’m his mother. What he has belongs to his father and me until he’s eighteen. Besides, it keeps his modesty under control when we make him display his body. We make him stay naked a lot at home. His sister and her friends have a blast playing with his little wanker. I think he’s beginning to enjoy it too. Don’t you Kevin?

KEVIN: No, I feel embarrassed when they touch my penis. I don’t like it when so many people take pictures of me naked either. I mean, I’ve even seen pictures of me on the internet—pictures of my privates. I think my sister’s friends put them on there, but it could have been even someone I don’t know. Lots of people take pictures of me naked, especially when we go to the beach.

MRS. C: Kevin, we’ve discussed this before. You don’t have any “privates”. Your penis, testicles and backside are for everyone to enjoy until you’re old enough to call the shots. Besides (she cradled his now erect penis) this little wanker is really cute. Oh, just look at it. That little pee slit in the middle of your pretty pink mushroom. What’s to be embarrassed about?

KEVIN: Mooommm, please don’t do that, you’re embarrassing me in front of this man.

RB: No need to be embarrassed Kevin. I’ve seen a lot of little penises. Especially today! There are naked boys everywhere.

MRS. C: Isn’t it just a feast for the eyes around here? I don’t really think this is a “little” one, do you? (She asked cradling his erection).

RB: Well, no, you know what I meant.

MRS C: (Still cradling Kevin’s erection, she closed her fingers, squeezed it and gave it a little tug.) It certainly isn’t less than average.

KEVIN: Mooooommmmm, stop saying that stuff! (No mention of his mother’s fondling. It was apparent that was just part of his life.)

RB: Is it going to be a problem for you or Kevin wearing the uniform in the bitter cold winter? I mean this is New Hampshire and it gets pretty cold up here.

Mrs. C: I was on a subcommittee to look at practices in other countries. I was fortunate enough to visit a school in Kazan, Russia. I watched as the children, especially boys, were stripped completely naked and made to go out in the snow and cold to play. They definitely got pinker from the cold, but they appeared happy. I mean they rolled in the snow; they went for a dip in icy water; they played for up to an hour naked in the bitter cold. The philosophy was it was good for their health. I asked about them getting sick and the doctor who was at the school said, “Viruses and bacteria cause illness, not temperature”. I guess if they can do it, so can our boys. One thing I did notice is it caused their little wankers and balls to retreat after the romping in the snow. Shrinkage, if you know what I mean. And their little wanker tips are covered. You know they don’t circumcise many over there—what a shame. (She then pinched her son’s glans and directed her words in “babytalk” to his penis). Because this itty, bitty mushroom is so cute, it needs to be out all the time.

RB: (Chuckling) I guess it would cause those parts to “retreat” as you put it. Weren’t the kids in risk of frostbite?

Mrs. C: Oh, no, they could run into the sauna if they wanted. What really got to me was the parents would spend time on weekends taking the nude kids and dipping them into the freezing water in lakes and streams. They’d chop holes in the ice and actually dip or order the kids into the freezing water. The really funny thing is the kids appeared to be enjoying it. I didn’t see one tear or really hear any kid complaining. Matter of fact, Kevin, they’d jump out of the car or bus and stripped naked giggling the whole time. They laughed and played with other naked boys the whole time. They’d complain when their parents told them it was time to go.

RB: So it really does have some therapeutic value?

Mrs. C: There’s too much research and my actual observation makes me believe in it. I do know Kevin’s father and I will be keeping him nude during the winter too from now on, based on what I learned during that trip.

KEVIN: The winter? Come on, Mom, I want to wear clothes sometimes. I shouldn’t have to be naked allllll the time.

Mrs. C: Yes, you should. I like looking at you and feeling your boy parts and so do your sister and her friends. Besides it gives Daddy quicker access when he has to use his belt. And, you know that’s been happening a little more often lately. That’s one of the reasons we want Kevin in this school—no nonsense and regular ass warmings. Excuse my French.

RB: So you’re good with the spanking?

MRS. C: Good with it? We love it. You know he was in the regular public school last year and they’d either just tell him, “That’s not nice”, and let it go, or they’d suspend him for some of the most ridiculous reasons. One day the principal called and I’ve forgotten what Kevin did, but his Dad went in with a belt and told her to take his pants down and whip his backside. She just said that they didn’t believe in corporal punishment. No wonder the schools are falling apart today. The inmates are running the institutions.

RB: I just learned about the new “tagging” rule. Do you know anything about it?

MRS C: Yes, I was one of the parents who presented the idea to the board. Actually, the thought of slitting some little boy’s ball sack and tagging him is exciting to me. No anesthetic, a little pain, a little blood, but it’ll heal. It’s a great idea. It’ll give the kid involved awhile to think about his behavior. It’ll show the others misbehavior can have long term unpleasant consequences and it’ll show the public we won’t tolerate flagrant misbehavior. The tag will also literally tell all adults what they’re dealing with and how to handle it. Kinda like a washing instruction tag on a piece of clothing. It’ll be the ultimate discipline. They won’t want that to happen. And, if it does, those tags will be so humiliating in more ways than one. I feel it will help with control at school. Actually, I can’t wait to watch the first tagging session. I hope it’s announced and done in the auditorium.

RB: Let’s go back to that remark about how this is done. I mean the no anesthetic stuff.

MRS. C: Well, two parallel slits are cut in the boy’s scrotum by the nurse or doctor and a strap is fed through. Then the tag is connected to the strap, the strap or tie is permanently closed, his little ball sack heals and the boy is wearing the tag until he shows he can behave over time. Simple. It’s so fast and simple there’s no need to numb it. Besides a little pain will get their attention.

RB: It hurts thinking about it.

MRS. C: It’s supposed to. That’s the deterrent effect.

RB: What do you think about that Kevin? Sounds pretty rough.

KEVIN: My sister let kids stick pins in my balls. She and her friends pierced my bag (he stretched his scrotum to show the scars) right here (pointing at two small discolored spots about a half inch apart). See? They put hoop earrings through it. Mom stopped them after they pushed a pin through my penis. They were trying to put a hoop through it right behind the tip. So I’m not afraid of that.

MRS. C: Yes, Kevin, but you would have to stay naked below the waist all the time you wore one, and that little tag would stay in there for a long time. You don’t think that’d be embarrassing?

KEVIN: Yeah, I guess so. That part would be pretty bad.

RB: Have you been examined yet?

KEVIN: Yeah

MRS. C: The word is “yes” Kevin, not “yeah”.

KEVIN: Yes

RB: Did it bother you that the little girl could feel your penis and testicles?

KEVIN: No, my sister and her friends do that to me. I’m used to it. The part that I didn’t like was when she put her finger in my butt hole.

MRS. C: Get used to it Buddy. I think that little girl kind of liked playing around in there. She’ll probably do it again. It was really cute when she flicked you in your balls to make this little guy (pulling his penis) behave himself. I mean seeing that little eleven year old girl take charge of his package was cute as can be.

KEVIN: Mooommmm, please let me go back to regular school. I’ll behave. I’ll even tell Mrs. Able she can whip my bare butt, when I don’t. Please?

MRS. C: We’ve told her that and she won’t. She’s shy about making you take off your pants and underwear, much less about whipping your backside. Besides, she can’t make you be naked all day at her school either. Here they can and will do that.

KEVIN: Sooo?

MRS. C: You’re going to come to Hampton Rhodes. Get used to it. Daddy and I have paid a pretty penny for you to come here. Have you seen the P.E. uniforms? The vests?

RB: No, I heard about them.

MRS. C: So, cute. What’s even cuter will be all those little tallywackers flopping around while they play. It’s just so exciting. It’ll kill that little boy modesty they all seem to have very quickly.

RB: Kevin doesn’t seem so modest. I mean he doesn’t seem to mind being naked in front of me, at least.

KEVIN: That’s because you’re a guy and you don’t play with my thing. Girls are different. They are always touching my wiener and balls and stuff. They won’t leave me alone. My sister and her friends make me be hard all the time and sometimes they hurt me like when they were poking everything with that pin and stuff. I don’t like it when Mom takes me to the beach and I’m the only kid who has to stay naked. People look and laugh or take pictures of me. It’s embarrassing.

RB: But you sat down and spread your legs and didn’t even try to hide your boy parts from me.

KEVIN: I have to sit like this. It’s a rule. Right, Mom?

MRS. C: If you don’t want a spanking you better. As far as the beach, you don’t have any tan lines see. You’re golden brown from head to toe. That wouldn’t happen if I didn’t make you run naked.

KEVIN: But if I wore clothes, people wouldn’t see the tan lines either.

MRS. C: Well, I’m proud of your little body, even if you aren’t, and until you’re old enough to make those decisions, your father and I will make them for you. Maybe when you get hair down here (she rubbed his genitals) we’ll think about it.

RB: It won’t be long Kevin. Maybe a couple of years. If you don’t mind, Mrs. Carson, I’d like to do a follow-up interview with you, your husband, and Kevin after he’s been in the program a few months.

MRS. C: That would be great.

(The End)