Play a Little, Pay a Lot Part 1B
By Sir Cum Sizemore


copyright 2004 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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The Babysitter Gets Tipped

Mark was doing his best to hide by sitting at the dining room table.  The little ones were peeking under the table to try to get a view of his erect penis.  Mr. O'Neill sat down to watch the news.  As Jenny entered the room she hollered, "Come here, Mark".  He sat frozen.  "I want to play with you, come here".  Pouting he didn't move.

"Jenny you need to use the strap.  But first tell him to get in the inspection position for the whipping." Mr. O'Neill said without taking his eyes off the television.

At that Jenny walked into the dining room, snatched Mark from his chair, and pulled him to the living room by his dick.  "Get in the inspection position."  He didn't move.

"Hit him anywhere, Jenny, just beat him with that strap until he complies. Anywhere, just swat away."

She grinned and landed one right on his exposed penis and testicles, he dropped to the floor in pain.  

"Don't stop Jenny, just keep hitting him until he does what he's told.  Come on, Jenny, quit hitting like a girl. Is that all you got?  Hit him hard. I want to hear that damn thing snap."  

She was landing stinging swats to his arm, his back, his hip, his bottom, his legs, chest.  Finally, he screamed, "I'll do it, I'll do it".

Sobbing unable to talk, he rolled over on his back.  Red stripes from the strap randomly covered his entire body.

"No, get over here on the table, his father commanded. She needs a direct line for her swing."

He climbed up on the table crying.  "Get into the what?" the girl looked questioningly at the father still angry at his son's insolence.

"The inspection position. Phillip, go tell Mommy I need that heavy twine in the kitchen drawer and a pair or scissors." The little messenger ran to the kitchen shouting the request.

Momentarily the boy returned, handing the items to his father.  Mark who was now fully in position watched as his father secured his wrists together with the twine and then his elbows to his knees on each side.  He looked like a bobbling package when Jerry had finished with him.  Patting the fully exposed cheeks, he said, "Here, now tear him up."

The little ones were in awe of the whole event.  Jenny then took aim at the nine year old defiant one and commenced whipping him with the strap.  WHAP. "Eeeeowwee. please I'll do what you want, Jenny."

"Harder, Jenny," came the directive command from the irritated father. WHAP this one caught his anus with the end of the strap and sent an excruciating pain thoughout the boy's body.

"Ahhhh, please Daddy, let her stop."

"More, Jenny," came the unsympathetic response.  WHAP this one caught his fully exposed scrotum stinging  the contents and resulting is severe pain.

"Oh, Mr. O'Neill, I accidently hit his ball sack."

"That's okay, keep going harder."  Shrugging her shoulders she pulled back and landed one squarely on both cheeks.  The sound snapped.

"Now, you're getting the hang of it" Jerry encouraged.  "Go ahead and practice some more, don't stop now."  The girl smiled through the enjoyment of beating this boy's posterior. WHAP another blow to the testicles resulted in the highest pitched scream imaginable.

At that Terri entered the room. "Jenny, two more should be enough," she instructed.

"Better make 'em count," Jerry replied.  WHAP. Again a solid hit covering both cheeks of his blistered backside.

"Aim for his hole, Honey, you can do it," Jerry encouraged. WHAP directly on his anus.  The boy was weeping so badly he couldn't scream. He just lay there crying uncontrollable. His three siblings wide eyed, mouths open, and hoping never to have that happen to them.

Terri cut the cords holding her well beaten son. He collapsed to the fetal position. Terri reached out and gently stroked her son's hair, "Mark, you need to do what you're told. You know that. Please, I don't like what just happened to you.  It hurts me, too. But it will happen every time you don't obey immediately when you're told to do something.  Understand?"

"Ufffffff...y...fff...ye...ufff...yes."

"Now Mark, get in the inspection position and let me at that thingy of yours.  I want to play."  After he complied, Jenny grabbed the flaccid member and began kneading it with her thumb and fingers.  She opened the slit and stuck the nail of her little finger into the slit.  But the beating took away any drive to become erect.  

"Perhaps we need to give him time to recover from your spanking, Jenny.  Then you might get it hard.  Give him an hour or so."


An Hour Later

Jenny returned to the exposed boy's penis and testicles after ordering him to the inspection position.  She managed to get his boy member standing straight up in a very hard erection.  She placed one hand on his butt cheeks as she played. noting they were still warm.  Turning to his waiting siblings, she asked, "Okay babies, who wants to touch big brother's thingy?"

Two of the three yelled, "I do, I do!" in unison.  Five year old Susie was first.  She immediately took an interest in the slit in front of her brother's penis.  She squeezed the glans and tried to look into it.  She touched it gently with cold little fingers.  Doing so brought Mark to a climax. His body seized and his arms and legs twitched as the muscles tightened.  Scared Susie let go of the phallus and began to cry.  "I hurt Markie, I hurt Markie" she cried.

Jenny held her, telling her he would be better right away and not to cry about that.  "Mark needs some hurting right now."  

The remark was seconded by Mr. O'Neill who was still watching the television.

Grabbing the boy's penis, Jenny said, "Here, Susie, push your little finger in the hole.  Push hard and don't worry if he screams."  Susie began pushing on the business end of the urethra.  Mark screamed in agony as the little girl's pinky made a partial entry.  As she approached more confidence, Mark instinctively took a protective posture with his hands.

"Uh, oh, Susie, Mark isn't supposed to cover his thingy for any reason.  He just did and because he did it for you, you get to spank him.  Do you think you can spank him?"

The others immediately began yelling, "I will, I will!"

Mark began to cry, begging her not to allow it to happen. She ignored him.

"No, Susie gets to do it if she wants, but if she doesn't want to she can choose one of you."

"I don't want to spank him".

"Okay Susie, who do you want to do it instead of you?"

"Let Phillip do it."

"Phillip come over here, do you want to spank Mark?"

The boy nodded affirmatively.  Jenny handed him the strap. Grabbing Mark again by the penis she flung him around to her lap.  This time she put his back over her knees exposing his penis and testicles.  

Now Phillip, because you are little, I want you to hit his thing with the strap until I tell you to stop.  You have to hit hard, very hard, we want him to cry, okay?"

Mark lay there with a terrified look on his face as the teen sitter held him in a wide open position to accept the trashing.  Phillip, with an impish smile, nodded affirmatively.

"Mark, so help me God, if you wrestle with me I will tear you up from now until bed time.  All limits will be off.  Do you understand me?"

"Yes," was the crying boy's response.

She spread his legs and indicated the target.  "Okay, Phillip, go ahead."

WHAP. A clumsy swat landed on Mark's testicles.  He writhed in pain actually screaming.  

"More Phillip, just keep going until I tell you to stop." This made the non-empathetic imp grin.

WHAP. The second hit was on target hitting both the penis and both testicles.  The slap indicated young Phillip was getting the hang of it.  Mark was twisting in a natural effort to protect himself.

WHAP.  Again the strap hit him squarely on the penis pushing it upward with the strap continuing to flatten the boy's unprotected testicles.  The glans was starting to really redden.  The scrotum was a rosy shade of red.

WHAP.  Again the strap fell meeting its mark.

"Okay, Phillip, that wasn't a good one, do it again," coached the sadistic teen.

The pain was so bad Mark felt as though he would pass out. But again the strap was applied to his boy parts with much accuracy.  After six such swats, Jenny stopped the child from further hits.

Susie, the five year old and youngest, asked if she could do it next time.

"Susie, there will be plenty of times you will get to do this, okay.  Now I want to show you something." Jenny answered.

"Phillip, please go out in the kitchen and ask your mother for a carrot."

"Why do you want a carrot?" he inquired.

"Just get one and I'll show you."

"Hey Mom, Jenny wants a carrot."

"Oh, what a great idea," responded the mother, taking a break from dinner preparation to find the largest carrot in the refrigerator.

"Here take her this one, Phillip.  Tell her we also have some bananas, but they're so ripe they probably would smush."

Out he went.

"Now I want to show you guys some things you can do to his butt."  She took Mark over to the couch and instructed him to assume the inspection position.  Without hesitation he complied.  He was so sore from the various beatings he was frightened not to.

"Scrunch up your legs boy."  She slapped his bare thigh. Mark not wanting another dose of penis or butt spankings obliged.  Pulling his legs up was very painful to the not fully recovered contents of his scrotum. Jenny shoved his legs in place with his knees wide apart. She helped him get his arms in place as he was moving so slowly.

"Ooooh, there's his butt hole.  That's where his poop comes out." said an intrigued Susie.

"Well tonight we're going to put some things in instead. Doesn't that sound fun?  I'm going to start with my finger. Watch."  Taking her middle finger she pressed against his puckered hole.  Pressing against the sphincter she applied steady pressure.  Soon entrance was gained.  The boy again flinched in pain and then lied still as the teenager's finger explored the internal areas of his body.

"Ooooo, you put your finger in Mark's butt.  That's nasty", Susie was intrigued.

"No, it isn't see he isn't crying any more and watch his thing while I push around in here."  As she located his button, massaged it, and put pressure on it the nine year old penis began to dance.

"Okay, does anyone else want to put their finger in there?"

Just over her shyness and spanking aversion Susie came forward.  "Okay Susie, put your finger in the hole."  She did so compliantly.  As it slipped past the muscles which were loosened by the teens exploration, the little girl giggled.  

"This is fun!  Hey Daddy I have my finger in Markie's butt", she giggled.

"That's great, Honey.  See how many fingers you can get in there at the same time."

She removed her finger and went back at it with two.  She giggled again.  Mark began to move and a sudden swat with the strap hit him squarely on the hip.  "Don't you move!" he was cautioned.

"Okay Susie lets try three fingers," challenged Susie as she took over the coaching from Jerry.  

As the little one inserted three fingers the boy began to show noticeable pain reaction.  Not wanting to hurt him at this point she instructed the tyke to take her fingers out and back up.

"I don't want to do this any more," said the frustrated Mark.  He let his legs down.  That was a mistake.

Jenny grabbed the boys penis and yanked him around so quickly he thought she was going to tear it off.  Still hurting from the thrashing, the boy's member was in a whole lot of pain especially after the yank.  The teen threw him over her lap and again applied the strap.

"Remember Jenny.  You do twenty,"  Mr. O'Neill reminded her.

Following the spanking the boy's butt was showing signs of bruising.  It was so hot he couldn't get comfortable no matter how much he rubbed and jumped.  It was amazing his tear ducts were able to still produce as they had been going almost constantly since he got home.

"Now get over here and put your legs up young man.  I mean now."

He did as required.  Hiking his legs exposed the red cheeks which were still burning.

"Okay Phillip bring your carrot over here.  You know what I want you to do?"

"Stick it in his butt?"

"Yep, go for it."  

Phillip pushed the tapered end of the carrot into the boy's stretched opening.  The eight inch object went in one to two inches.  Jenny coached, "further Phillip.  Keep going."  The boy kept moving the carrot into his brother's ass.  Half way he stopped.  

"Keep going Phillip.  All of it needs to go in, there so push it."

Mark could feel the intruding object as it worked his way into his bowel.  He was scared it would hurt his stomach. At any rate he could feel the large object invade his internal areas and it scared him, but the fear of another spanking kept him still.

"Pizza's here and I have the salad in the kitchen, go wash up for dinner," the maternal directives echoed from the hallway after she retrieved the pizzas from the delivery agent.

"Mark, I want you to keep that carrot in there until I tell you to take it out, now go to dinner,"said the ruthless sitter.

Mark couldn't sit.  He couldn't eat.  The traumas of the day had been too much.  There was no appetite.  Besides, try enjoying a meal with a carrot stuck in your ass, ain't gonna' happen.

Dinner finally over, Mark and his carrot made their way to the living room for a family meeting as instructed by Mrs. O'Neill.

"Children we need to talk about what's happening to Mark. He has had some problems lately and because of this he has to be naked all the time."

"Even outside?" asked Phillip.

"Yes, baby, even outside".

"He will be naked even when he goes to Phillip's soccer games, when we go shopping, when we have company and maybe even sometimes at school. We don't know yet how many other places he will be naked.  Anyway, while he's naked, he has to let you or any of your friends touch any part of him they want. That means his penis or 'thingy' as Jenny calls it, his scrotum and testicles or balls as Jenny refers to them ."

"Sometimes I call them that too", interjected Phillip.

Mrs. O'Neill broke a disapproving smile.  She continued, "He has to obey any instruction from anyone.  The Doctor wants him to have an erection as much as possible.  That means she wants him to keep his penis hard.  You guys can help by playing with it and rubbing it a lot. Your friends can help by doing that, too.

"There are some rules," the children's father entered the conversation. "One is he has to be spanked every time he doesn't obey you or he hides his penis with his hands or anything else.  If you report him, you can spank him if you wish.  Susie, you will be spanking his penis and testicles. Phillip, you may choose between his front or his bottom. When any of you spank him, your friends can watch.  If one of your friends is disobeyed or has him hide his penis, they will be allowed to spank with an adult supervising.  Any of the mothers or fathers in the neighborhood may spank him whenever they feel he needs it.  We'll make sure they know the rules".  

Terri reentered the discussion, "Anyone who asks can be told they can take all the pictures of him they want.  He has to pose for them in any position the photographers want him to. You guys can help Mark by pulling him around by his penis when you think about it. Any questions?"

"Does Eddie have to do this?" asked Phillip, "He did just as much bad things as Mark did."

"Does it bother you that Mark has to be naked?" asked Mr. O'Neill surprised as his son's empathy.

"Heck no.  I can't wait to make him show his penis to everyone.  I just think, if Eddie did this stuff with Mark he should have to be naked too."

"Phillip, all we can do is take care of Mark.  He's our son and brother.  Eddie is his mother's problem."

Mark, straddling Jenny's legs, was getting his little dick massaged and pulled. He felt the pressure building and knew he was going to have the neat feeling occur again.  You know the one where his muscles go into hyper-extension and the hips thrust.  Oops, there it goes.  He flailed in Jenny's lap and she took note, "See, I can do things that make you feel good, too," she whispered.

"Children, tomorrow I want you to ride your bikes around the neighborhood and invite any children you find to come to our house to see your brother naked.  When you bring them here, you tell them they can touch any part they want. Remember, if Mark doesn't let them you come get me or your father and we'll let you or your friends spank him.  If he covers up his penis even for a second with those hands come and find me or Daddy and we'll let you or your friends spank him."

Following the meeting, Jenny told Mark he could take the carrot out.  The children went for a bath.  As the younger O'Neills bathed, the bathroom was abuzz with questions and discussion between the little ones and their parents.  All in all they "liked seeing their brother naked".  Susie fessed up that she especially liked touching "his penis."


Meet Your Neighbors
The next morning Beth Thomas and her boys Billy and Timmy came to the house.  The doorbell rang.  Mark who was watching the television in the living room heard it, but wasn't excited about answering the door nude.  The fewer people who saw him naked the more he liked it.

"Mark answer the door, and be sure your hands stay away from that penis young man", his mother called from the kitchen.  

Though he wasn't keen on doing it, he was less keen on the spanking he'd get if he didn't.  The doorbell rang again.

"Mark if it rings again before you answer it, I'm going to invite whoever it is to spank you before I do.  Now get moving."

All the naked nine year old could think was "What if it's a young kid.  Then his crotch would suffer agony.  It still was somewhat sore from his little brother's assault on it the night before. Up he got on his way when, uh oh, it rang again.

Mark pulled the door open and was fully exposed to Mrs. Thomas.  His penis was half erect in anticipation of exposing himself and now it was at full staff.  

"Oh, so it is true. You are naked.  The boys told me you were, but I had to see for myself".  

"Hi Beth, come in" he heard his mothers happy voice. Turning around he noticed the strap in his mother's hand.

"I came to see Mark and check him out.  Billy and Timmy told me the news last night."  In came Mrs. Thomas and the two stool pigeons.

"Boys, have a seat over on the couch.  Beth I have to take a few minutes to discipline Mark.  You were kept waiting because he didn't want you to see his penis.  I don't know how long he felt he could keep it a secret.  He's going to be totally nude for the next four years.  At any rate, I told him this was coming and I was going to invite whoever it was to spank him first.  Would you like the privilege?

"You know I think it would be stimulating to warm him up." There was a hint of a sense of justice for what he had done to her kids in her remark.

"Grab his penis and jerk him where you want him," Terri instructed her. Mark was in a panic.

Surprisingly, she took instructions really well.  As she held the boys most treasured member, she wiggled it back and forth and said, "I'm going to come back to this later".

Secured over her lap with restrictive techniques only a parent could know, she was handed the strap.

"How many?" asked the excited neighbor.

"The Doctor has suggested a minimum of ten each time.  So you can give him five and I will give him five or you can do all ten. We can give him more if you think he needs it.  The choice is yours."

"If you don't mind, I'll just give him the ten myself."

Mrs. Thomas let into Mark's backside like the fury of hell. She was frustrated with him for his antics with her boys and was about to let him know it.  After two painful swats, Mark's legs began to flail, kicking and moving in pain.  His bottom was being reddened again.  This must be a record.  He never had this many spankings in one week.  Not in a year. What was happening? After the spanking he ran around rubbing is bottom, shouting threats about running away, and crying profusely.

Billy and Timmy had their hands over their mouths as they giggled at the sight.

"Wow, Terri, this strap means business.  It would fit their bottoms well, too."  Pointing at her two still giggling sons. "Where'd you get it?"

"His therapist gave it to us.  I think you can get them at the farmers' co-op.  She says she used them to break horses."

"I'm going to get one of these. So, what's up with Mark?"

"His therapist feels he needs to be exposed to the community until he reaches puberty.  She also feels all of his body parts should be treated as community property.  You know his penis, scrotum, testicles and anus included.  So now we have to get the word out that he should be fondled often by everyone."  

"I like it." She continued, "Billy said they got to stick their fingers in his butt."

"Yes, we let them anally penetrate with their fingers, just to humiliate Mark for what he had done to them.  For what it's worth they can do it whenever they want to and as much as they want to.  Beth, if he's in your care or area and the boys say he isn't cooperating or is hiding his penis, he needs correction."  

"How do I do this?"

"Whichever child he offended should be given a belt and told to whip his penis and testicles while you hold him spread eagle on your lap or on a table.  Make sure the belt snaps when they hit him or make them do it over.  He can be given up to twenty from the boys for each offense."

Making sure she heard right, Beth asked, "You mean they can spank his dick?"

Terri nodded affirmatively adding, "And his testicles, too! Adults can only spank his bottom, but you can use a belt if you want.  You have to give him a minimum of ten stripes, if you have to whip him."

"For the same things?"

"No, Beth, for anything you want to do it for.  If you feel his walk is disrespectful or defiant spank him.  If you feel his look is disrespectful or defiant spank him.  We trust you will use good judgment."

"Can I play with him?"

"Mark get over there and get in the standing position for Mrs. Thomas."  Instantly responding as he was told he faced Beth Thomas, spread his legs, put his hands on his head and said, "Mrs. Thomas you can do whatever you want to me."   Satisfied her son was following instructions Terri left him in the hands of the neighbor and her two little boys and went to the kitchen saying, "Beth have fun."

Mrs. Thomas bounced the scrotum for a minute and then began stroking the quickly expanding penis.  She was intrigued most with the ridge between the glans and the shaft.  Her fingers sandwiched the glans and she pinched it hard, hollering out toward the kitchen.

"Terri, don't you just love circumcised penises?  They're so clean and naked looking."  Then, turning to the enslaved nine year old she said, "Mark you have the cutest little mushroom here."  

Terri re-entered the living room, "Yep, I do, both of our boys are circumcised."

"So are these two.  But then I guess Mark would know that already wouldn't he?"  With that she gave his penis a playful tug. "I'll be playing with this a lot over the next four years.  May I kiss it?"

"Sure you can, Beth.  You can do pretty much anything you want."

At that the woman old enough to be his mother kissed the tip of his penis.  Mark couldn't help but wonder what kinds of rubbing, pulling and kissing went on across the street.

"Can we play with his dickie too", asked Timmy.

"Why yes you can.  Why don't you and Billy take him on a walk around the block and show him to the neighbors.  His brother and sisters will be here in about an hour with all their friends so try to have him back then okay?  Oh, wait a minute.  Excuse me for a minute Beth."  

Mrs. O'Neill went out the back door into the yard.  When she returned she was peeling stickers off the bottom four or five inches of three foot long branches from her rose bushes.  When she finished she handed Billy one and Timmy one.  "Be careful these are full of thorns, so keep your hands right here where I've taken the thorns off. Boys, these are for you to use when you whip Mark during your walk.  You can whip him with these on the bottom, on his legs, or on his penis and testicles.  It's payback for making Billy run naked through the sticker bushes.  You can hit him with them as much as you want while you take your walk.  Let's try one on the penis right now.  Come here, Mark."

"Come on, Mom let them have a belt, not those.  Those will hurt.  They'll scratch me."

"Don't you think Billy was scratched when you and Eddie made him run through the sticker bushes in the woods?"

"That was Eddie's idea."

"Uh, uh.  You told me to do it.  Eddie was pulling Timmy's dickie and you took me over to the sticker bushes," Billy corrected

"I said get over here, Mark, now!" She grabbed the strap at the final request.  Mark began to cry as he walked over to his mother.    

"Get into the lying position." She demanded.

"Please, Mom, please don't make me."

The two boys and their mother anxiously awaited a demonstration of this new position.  Not wanting any more hits with the strap, he slowly complied.  Terri shoved some pillows from the couch under his bottom boosting his boy parts to a prominent position.  His boyhood exposed and standing at attention made a very accessible target for the waiting boys.  "Okay boys whip it until I tell you to stop."

The blows from rose bush switches wielded by the giggling boys came fast and furious.  Billy landed one and a thorn caught Mark's penis.  Rather than remove it, the rambunctious boy just yanked the branch loose, leaving a two inch scratch on the shaft.

"That was a good one, Billy, see if you can do it again," his mother coached.

"Here Timmy, let's help you."  Handing him a dish towel, Mrs. O'Neill said, "out the thorns on his penis and then wrap this around both and squeeze."  The pain was horrid. The little brat was reveling in his newly found torture method.

"Okay boys, take him out for a walk and take your thorny switches with you.  Use them as much as you want."

"Can I take the towel too?" requested the young master.

"Sure, Timmy, go on now," answered Terri.

"Remember, if he doesn't do whatever you want, you can spank his penis with a belt when you get home," reminded the two not so cherubic boys' mother.

Billy continued swinging his switch at Mark's bottom all the way through the door.  At the end of the driveway he decided to try the towel thing.  Mark screamed out with the pain. Down the street they went with their naked charge.

"Terri, aren't you afraid of child abuse charges?  I mean a naked kid does draw the attention of many self-righteous bastards."

"No, the Doctor wrote a prescription for public nudity. Apparently, as rarely as this is recommended, they can do that.  Her prescription also allows open fondling.  Well, I love it, I have been trying to get his body exposed for years now.  He's my masterpiece and I want to show him off. Ever since he was five he fought any public exposure. I mean, you know the problem I had to get him to wear shorts. I had to threaten him within an inch of life.  Who would have thought, a week ago, I'd get such a great treat as this. He's a beautiful boy and I'm really looking forward to him strutting his stuff with no tan lines now and in the winter coaxing those chilled rosy testicles and little shriveled penis from hiding when he comes inside. I can lovingly caress that pink frosty bottom and warm those wonderfully rounded legs." Terri raised her eyes to the ceiling in contemplative excitement just thinking about it.

"He's nude in the winter too?" Beth acted surprised.

"Yep, all year round nude.  He can wear clothing to school, church and if we go out to eat and that's it.  In those places he's only allowed shorts and t-shirts.  I think I'm going to put him in those gym shorts, you know the short baggy ones. And I won't let him wear underwear so his little "mushroom" as you call it can peek out at school, church and elsewhere.  The Doctor said he could wear shoes when it snowed and heavy jackets when it was bitter cold, but his penis and bottom needed to be exposed all the time."

Noting her neighbor's joy, Beth agreed, "You know, he is a beautiful kid.  Very handsome. And those legs of his.  Other than that cute butt and his more than perfect dick, those legs are beautiful.  I could never figure out why you didn't force him to wear shorts rather than allowing him not to.  I love looking at those legs and I could have felt them if you put him in shorts."

"I was afraid if I forced the issue, he would develop some real hang ups.  Now I know kids are pretty resilient to being stressed and by not doing that with him I may have complicated the issue. Body acceptance is critical. You know the little ones never mind being naked.  Phillip is becoming a little hesitant, but he'll do it to avoid punishment.  If I tell them to strip, even in public they do it. Leslie, being a girl, hasn't been expected to undress publicly since she turned seven.  I don't know what went wrong with Mark, but I think we're going to fix it."

"What about school?  How are they going to feel?"

"I don't know.  Jerry and I are going to meet with the principal next week.  We'd love to get permission to send him to school nude, too.  It would cool his jets all the quicker.  But being realistic, I don't think that's an option.  We are going to tell the principal that any disrespect or defiance is to be punished by the victim with nude spankings.  We think if the fear of humiliation is there it'll keep Mark cued into the academic goals and minding the school staff, rather than daydreaming and misbehaving.  Actually, if any one of mine was disrespectful or defiant to an adult, I would want their bare bottom warmed up.  Schools are just too afraid of being sued and so my kids get a free ride I don't want them to have."

"I wish my kids were disciplined that way at school, when they needed it, too. It's those goody-goodies who don't want their kids spanked or disciplined and threaten lawsuits that screwed it up for the responsible parents.  That's probably why all hell is breaking loose in the schools.  You do know they have a school board rule about no corporal punishment, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I have a prescription to present, it trumps the rule and they'll have to follow it.  It calls for bare butt spankings for Mark for disrespect and defiance."

"It's a shame that little turd, Eddie, isn't getting the same punishment as Mark for this." Beth lamented.  Mark was her favorite neighbor child.  She really didn't like Eddie that well.

"Yeah, Phillip was concerned about that, too.  But as Jerry and I told Phillip, Mark is our responsibility and Eddie is Marsha Hyde's.  I wonder if Eddie's dad hadn't died, if he would have been different.  But then, Mark's is still around and he's just as devilish.  Or should I say was just as devilish.  Well, the kids will be here with the other neighborhood kids. They are going to get a show today.  Its Mark's coming out party." Terri broke off.

"Let me stay and help you with this.  What is the plan?" asked the eager neighbor.

"I have cookies and Kool-Aid made.  After we introduce Mark in the all together, we'll give them a snack and turn them loose to play with him. I think we should coach them on things to do to his body when they get the chance.  They need to know the rules.  They're in charge of him.  It's all pay back for what he's done to them."

"Maybe you can show them how to masturbate him, how to anally penetrate him, and those kinds of things," suggested Beth with a touch of eroticism. "Hey, Terri, can I suck him?"

"The only thing the Doctor told us is no anal sexual penetration as in male penises.  Fingers are okay, objects are okay, just no penises.  She didn't really draw that line.  So go ahead anytime you want."    

The Coming Out Party

Just as the two mothers were completing the refreshment trays, up came Susie and Phillip with about fifteen children of various ages. All were excited, wringing their hands and giggling.

"Okay guys, how about all of you going into the back yard and finding a seat."

"When do we get to see Mark naked?" asked the little next door neighbor girl.

"You will I promise. Not only can you see him, but you will be able to touch him, too."

"Even his wiener?" asked another little girl about Mark's age who was unknown to Terri.

"Yes, honey, especially his wiener."  The response drew a loud excited laughter from the kids and raised eyebrows from the ever proper Terri.

"Go on now, get some cookies and a drink."

Soon Leslie returned from her invitational run.  She had no less than twenty kids in tow and all appeared to be in the 4th, 5th and 6th grade.  In looking at the crowd there stood Eddie Hyde.

"Okay, all of you go to the backyard and wait.  Mark will be out there in a few minutes," Terri directed them.

"Now, if Billy and Timmy would just bring him back."  Whoa and behold, in the distance coming down the sidewalk was a naked boy with two younger boys swinging something at his butt.  "Looks like the party will be a success."

Timmy and Billy brought Mark in the front door.  Mrs. O'Neill quickly grabbed him and noted the tiny little incisions made by the thorns in his penis.  Oh well, they'll heal, just like Billy's did.

"Com'on, Mark", grabbing him by his boy members she pulled him out the back door.  The crowd went wild.

"Boys and girls, we asked you to come here because we have to let you know Mark will have to be naked all the time when he's not in school.  He will be naked outside.  If he visits your house, he must be naked.  When he goes to soccer games he'll be naked.  In other words he will be naked until he's twelve or thirteen years old." She continued, "While he's naked, he has to do whatever you ask him to do.  He has to let you touch any part of him whenever you want to."

"Even his wiener?" repeated the same little girl who had previously asked.

"Especially his penis, young lady, touch it as much as you want.  You may also touch his butt and butt hole whenever you want.  You can stick your fingers up his butt hole whenever you want.  All you have to do is tell him you want to."

"What if he doesn't let us do it?" asked one of Phillip's friends.

"If he doesn't let you, report the incident to me.  I will let you spank him with a strap as a punishment."

"Oooooo, spank him with a belt.  I want to do that." Said an eight year old neighbor girl.

"If you're in second grade or below you will be allowed to spank his penis and testicles.  If you are third grade or above you will spank his butt."

"Why can't fourth graders spank his dick?" asked Eddie Hyde.

"Because I make up the rules and that's one of them," responded Terri with a look that suggested to him she knew his secret.

"What's the thing about the carrot, Phillip told us about?" asked Samantha Collins, a girl from Mark's third grade class.

"If you are good, we can do that today and show you how it works." Terri reassured her.

"For that we'll be good". She called back.  The children who were listening laughed.

"Okay, I'm going to leave Mark over here and refreshments over here.  The girls can have the first round of touching. Beth, would you take care of the touching corner and kind of coach them?  I'll get refreshments going."

"I thought you'd never ask.  Com' on girls, get over here, we're about to have some fun."

Beth took the eager girls over to the "touching" corner.  

"Mark ,get into the lying position up here on the picnic table."  The frightened boy slowly responded.  As he did so there were giggles and pointing as his little hard-on took the show.  Mark began crying because he knew so many of these attendees from school.

"I always thought he was the cutest boy in the third grade. Now I know he is. Let me grab his wiener," requested Samantha.

"Go ahead honey, don't be gentle or shy.  Yank that thing hard."  She did, too, almost pulling the poor boy off the table.

"You see this little bag?" coached Beth.

"Yeah"

"Rub it with your fingers.  You feel two little things in there that feel like marbles?"

"Yeah"

"Take one of them between your fingers and squeeze it like a grape."

Upon doing so Mark rolled on the table in the fetal position screaming with disabling pain.  He groaned and cried and it took another three or four minutes to get him back in position facing the same fourth grade red head who had a great deal of pride in what she had just learned.

"Hey he covered his thing with his hands.  Do I get to spank him, now?" asked the smiling Samantha.

"No, Honey, when a boy gets his balls squeezed, it's impossible for him not to grab them.  It hurts real bad. So, I'm afraid we have to give him that one," Beth offered a judicious response.

Once he was coaxed back to position by the supervising neighbor, she instructed the girls, "Now, wrap your hand around his thingy.  Slowly move it back and forth until I tell you to stop."  The penis flaccid from the squeezing incident began to jump back alive.  "Hey, this thing's getting hard."

"It's called an erection, but most people just call it a hard-on."  Beth instructed.

"Having this girl from school rubbing his most intimate device helped spur a state of arousal which couldn't help but lead to orgasm.  He could feel his glans swelling up. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily.  Then it happened. Muscles tensed, up on his toes he went, groaning the most pleasurable groans as his body quickly shook.  His balls which had been the victim of Samantha just minutes earlier hurt like hell as his body went into orgasmic contortions.

"Did that hurt him too?" asked the girl.

"No, dear, that made him feel very good. Who wants to be next?"

A seven year old girl was selected.  She wanted to squeeze one of his 'marbles.'  Mark began to beg Mrs. Thomas not to let the child do that.  He cried and pleaded to no avail. She told him to put his hands behind his head and he inadvertently struck a protective posture with his hands.

"Okay Mark, you covered up, and you know the punishment." Beth reached for the strap which was at the other end of the picnic table.  

Mark understanding what he was being prepared for begged, "I'll let her, it hurts though.  Please, she can do it."

"Too bad, and too late. Get in the inspection position." Mark continued his pleas.  "I said get in the inspection position and close your mouth," replied the excited adult.

Mrs. O'Neill heard the order and hollered over. "If he isn't in position now Beth, wail the tar out of his butt then spread him out for the little girl.  Because she had to wait, let her give him twenty on the penis."  Having heard that, Mark was on the table, legs spread very quickly.  He was trying desperately to save his butt at least.

Beth asked two of the bigger boys to assist.  "You must hold his arms and legs, one on each side.  Don't let him move. I'll get his hand and chest."

With the commotion everyone stopped.  The other boys at the refreshment table gathered round.  They were going to watch a seven year old girl whip a boy's balls with a strap.  That was worth watching.  

Mrs. Williams handed the vinyl strap to the little girl and said, "Okay Emily, I want to hit him twenty times right on his 'thing' okay."  The little girl nodded.  "You can start now."  WHAP. The first blow was whimpy, but it still got Mark's attention.  "You need to hit real hard. Now, try again."  WHAP. The second blow caught his penis driving it upward toward his navel as the strap finished it journey squashing his testicles. He just wanted to cradle them to comfort and protect them, but his laughing age mates held him firmly.  WHAP.  The little girl wielding the strap smiled with conviction.  The blow caught his left inner thigh giving his boy members a momentary respite. WHAP. Again, she missed his package hitting him on the inner thigh.

"Hit his thing, Rachel.  Not his leg, hit his wiener."

"Please make her stop, please I'll be good. Make her stop, it hurts."

Beth looked at Mrs. O'Neill, who just nodded and said, "Make her finish at least ten".   Terri then joined the little girl and placing her hands on the child's wrist helped her find the already throbbing target.

WHAP. A direct hit squarely flattening his ball sack with his reddened penis.  "Ooooo. Ouch," chuckled the boy holding his left arm and knee.  Again, with Terri's help, the little girl with the impish grin brought the strap forward, WHAP. Another direct hit.  Mark writhed in pain trying to wiggle out of the hands of his captors. He was sobbing uncontrollably asking for it to stop.

WHAP. The little girl trying to wrest her wrist from Terri connected with the inner thigh of Mark right leg.  "I can do in now, Mrs. O'Neill, I know how".  Terri gave the child the requested freedom to continue unaided.

"Hit the wiener really hard," came a yell.

"How's it feel Mark?" joked one of his captors.  Mark was in such agony he didn't hear him.  His mind, in order to protect him from further pain, had shut out all stimuli.  

WHAP.  There it was again. This time it clipped the scrotum as it continued it's route the anus where it finally came to rest.  Oh God, the pain is searing from another area.  

"Oooooo. it hit his asshole," one the kids in the audience noted.  WHAP another to the anus.

WHAP.  The little girl again missed hitting his left inner thigh.  Terri interrupted, "Okay Honey, one more real good one.  Aim for his penis, Dear".  WHAP.  She found it.  The glans and shaft were red from the hits.  His scrotum was somewhat swollen, but that was too bad.  He would finish the touching session.

When she had finished, Beth said, "Go ahead, Honey, and squeeze one now."

The mere touch of the girl's fingers to the testicular area sent searing pain throughout the crying nine year's old body.  The pinch was so excruciating he pulled free of the captors on his legs and rolled into the fetal position begging and sobbing.  His sister Susie cried and yelled, "Leave my Markie alone.  Don't hurt him anymore." Terri bent over to comfort the empathetic sibling.

Handing Beth the strap, the little 'executioner' said, "I'm going to ask my mother to let me do that to my big brother when he's mean to me."

"When we squeeze his balls he puts his hands on his dick. Can we spank him for that?" asked one of the boys who had held him in place.  Apparently, he wasn't listening when Beth first explained it, so she repeated herself.

"No that wouldn't be fair.  He kept his hands behind his head and let her do that to him.  It hurts when that happens to a little boy, so he can hold his balls after you do that for up to five minutes. Let's let him get calmed down for awhile."

After fifteen minutes to regain his composure, Beth Thomas ordered him to the lying position.  She placed pillows under his bottom to raise them up.  One by one the girls filed pass, some squeezing his already over sensitive testicles, some massaging his dick until he came.  Some chose to just grab his dick and yank hard, some played with his scrotum.  

Beth then announced, "Let's do some things to his other parts.  Mark into the inspection position."  Not wanting a spanking, he complied.

"Who wants to stick their fingers in his butt hole?"

Again the bigger girl who looked like a fourth or fifth grader came forward.  "What do I do?"

"Here watch me," Beth offered.  She took her middle finger and placed it at the opening of the puckered hole, continually applying pressure until she popped the sphincter muscle and her finger went in up to the knuckle.  Mark just let out a cry as she violated his anus.  Beth removed her finger and allowed the waiting child to insert hers.  Must have been the instruction it went well.  After removing her finger, Beth asked if anyone else would like to try.  Four little girls who were younger than Mark lined up and did it.

Soon the party was in full swing.  Leslie was leading her friends in an assault on Marks penis.  She also was telling them about that thing boys do to make themselves happy.  She described it with her best imitation of Mark's masturbation session.  She was about to order it done again when he heard the  unmistakable voice of his mother, "Get over here young man and bend over this table."  Thank God, she saved him from that embarrassment.

"Why Mom?" he asked.

"Because I told you to. Now, get at it!"  She pointed to the vinyl strap on the table next to her purse.

He bent over the table with his butt sticking right out at the little girls.  Giggling and pointing naturally followed. "Beth, I need for you to tie his hands to the opposite table legs on your side.  I'll get his legs."  Using some lengths of clothes line the women tied him to the table in a bent spread eagle position.  The entire group of children watched giggling and speculating on what they would do to him next. Terri spread her son's legs so far apart he thought he was going to split.  His puckered little hole was showing in all it glory.  His ball sac was hanging precariously off the edge of the table. When she finished she gave his still glowing red butt a good slap with her hand, reached under and pulled the tip of his penis into view between his open legs.  He started to become scared.  "Could she be planning a gang spanking?  What is she doing?"

Terri spoke to the waiting children, "How many of you have played Pin the Tail on the Donkey?" Several hands were raised.  "Today we are going to play Pin the Tail on Mark. He's been rude to many of you, especially to you two," acknowledging Billy and Timmy, "and to Leslie and her friends.  Now it's time to punish him for it."

"I have tails for each of your friends, Leslie, right here. And there's one for Billy and one for Timmy.  Each has a straight pin in it.  We are going to blindfold you and hand you the tail.  We'll spin you around and then you try to find Mark's butt.  If you get to his butt you push the pin ALL THE WAY IN so it stays on his butt until the others have finished.  The closest one to the hole wins."

"Oh wow, this is great."

"Goody, I can't wait to tell this at school."

"I hope I nail that hole with the pin."

"I don't care what I hit, I just want to shove that pin all the way into his butt."

This made Mark go absolutely wild.  He didn't like shots from the doctor, but now Billy and Timmy and these girls are going to have the chance to do many times worse.  He began to cry and beg to be let up.  "Please Mom, I'll be nice. I'll behave.  Don't let them do this."

"No young man.  You are going to learn you have to be respectful of other people's feelings by getting your own hurt along with that bottom of yours."

The first girl was given her tail and blindfolded.  She was spun around and around and released.  The others giggled as she strayed way left.  The girls shouted prompts to her, less interested in winning than seeing Mark crying in pain. Mrs. Thomas asked they not guide the contestants to be fair to Mark, but Mrs. O'Neill said, "No, that's okay, Beth.  He can take fourteen pins in his little ass.  He deserves it."

"Okay girls you can help each other," Beth retracted.

"Cindy go right, right, now straight.  Now left, straight ahead.  Push it."  She contacted Mark's left cheek and shoved the pin all the way in.  He screamed out in pain. The girls laughed uncontrollably.

"Okay Timmy, you're up."  Round and round they spun him and then released him.  Again the crowd laughingly directed every move.

"Now right."

"No Timmy, your other right."

"That's better, now straight ahead."

"Okay now."  Timmy thrust the pin forward catching the inside of Mark's left thigh as he thrust the pin all the way in.  Again Mark screamed.  That was very close to catching his exposed scrotum.

"Mark if you keep crying and screaming they will know how to find you by listening.  I'd shut up if I were you."  Mrs. O'Neill instructed.

It was a pathetic sight.  There was this fully exposed young boy, spread over a table, with two construction paper tails hanging from his body. One from his strap streaked bottom, the other from inside his leg. And now the third contestant was on deck, his vengeful sister Leslie.

As she left the parental spinners she was directed to her target.  Amazingly, as she thrust forward she put the pin right in the hole.  She nicked the sphincter and the pin slid right on in.  When the blindfold came off the tail was just hanging by a thread because there was no meat to stick it into.  Mrs. O'Neill grabbed a grilled hotdog from the tray, walked over and shoved it in the boys anus.  This led to an unbelievable outburst of laughter.  She then stuck the pin in the end of the hot dog.  It held.

Now he looked even more comical.  Two pinned tails on his ass or near his ass, a hotdog in the butt hole with a tail pinned to it.  It was kind of funny.

Then came Mary the most, quiet and shy of the neighbor girls.  She was spun around and around and was released. Off she went to the direction of her peers.  She found her spot and shoved. Mark screamed in excruciating agony. Perhaps it was her short stature, but she approached the boy lower than the others and shoved the pin into the back of his scrotum.  It went through, luckily missing his testicle, and came out the front of the little sac.  This scared his mother somewhat who decided to protect his scrotum from further invasion.  But she left the tail hanging and the pin sticking through his little bag.

"Mark, if you weren't so rude to Mary, that wouldn't have ever happened.  Just stay there".

"Please Mom, get it out, get it out".

"No, Mark it stays where it is until the game's over".

Each of the nine remaining children got to try.  Thanks to guidance from the other kids, all fourteen found his little ass.  He had eleven on either butt cheek, one in the hole, one on the inside of his left leg and one on a pin piercing his scrotum.  The poor boy was sobbing and had been doing so since the game began.

"Please Mom get 'em out, get 'em out."

"I will but first I want to take some pictures of it."  She clicked a series of photos.  One with Leslie with her finger in his butt hole to show the location of her winning tag. One with Billy and Timmy smiling as Timmy had his hand between Mark's legs, yanking on the older boy's penis, the scrotum tail resting on his wrist.


Later that week
After two days, the pin holes had pretty much healed.  But you could see the tiny scabs they created.  Leslie teased him showing him her picture from that day. He became very irritated and yelled, "Fuck you, Leslie."  

Hearing this, his father said, "Mark go to the bathroom. I've got some soap that needs some tasting.  I'll be right up."

Mark still angry made an awful choice.  He yelled at his father and said, "No.  She's mean and you always let her do mean things to me."

Jerry rose from his chair, slid his belt off, grabbed the naked child bending him over the arm of the couch.  Leslie smiled with anxious anticipation.  She always liked watching her siblings get their bare butts spanked, especially with a belt.  

Jerry began.  WHIP, WHIP, WHIP.  The boy with three elongated red marks on his bottom screamed, "I hate you." WHIP, WHIP, WHIP.  Three additional marks appeared. The screams hit a very high pitch.  The boy was hurting so badly he couldn't make the words come.  WHIP, WHIP, WHIP, WHIP. Marks penis and testicles bounced as he rubbed his stinging bottom and did a quick dance.

"Now, get to the bathroom.  And get that bar of soap in your mouth, NOW!"

What could he do but comply.  Leslie had her hand over her mouth snorting short giggles.  Jerry, turned to her still angry and said, "Knock that off, unless you'd like to get the same."  She got up and left as she was sure she couldn't control the giggles.


Seeking and Gaining His Father's Acceptance
"Jerry, I want to have him 'service' you tomorrow morning. He has a lot of resentment especially after that whipping you gave him tonight.  He cried while I talked about it with him after he went to bed.  Jerry, he even said, 'Daddy hates me. I can't do anything right.  Everything I do, Daddy thinks is no good.  He doesn't like me.'  I told him there was something he could do to make you feel good about him, but, first I needed to talk to you."

"Oh come on, Terri.  I don't feel right about doing this. You know it isn't natural.  It isn't right.  Actually, the thought kind of disgusts me."

"Your relationship with this boy is on the verge of being completely nonexistent.  He senses your disapproval and discomfort with him and he is interpreting that as non- acceptance and distain.  Jerry, he's still young, we can do something to help him now, but in a few years I'm afraid the relationship will be destroyed beyond repair.

Terri continued, "I will be here during the process and I will guide him.  All you have to do is act uncomfortable about the idea but be submissive.  I'm sure the resulting orgasm will send the message to him that he brought you pleasure."

"Okay, but if I say never again after this, it's never again.  Understood?"

Terri was excited.

The next morning she found her husband lying awake in bed. She asked, "Are you ready for him?"

"Terri, I'll never be ready for this.  I still think it's kinda'sick."

She left the bedroom and found her nude son in the living room being played with by two of Leslie's friends.  One was stretching his penis while the other was giggling and saying, "Will it go anymore?"

"Girls, I hate to interrupt, but I need to have Mark for awhile. You can have him back in a couple of hours.  Mark, I need to talk to you in your bedroom for a minute."

Relieved to have been rescued from the literal clutches of the two curiosity seekers, he followed his mother to his bedroom.  She sat on his bed and drew her son close to her. Placing her hands on the two smooth orbs of his backside she gently stroked each cheek and began, "Mark, remember last night when I talked with you about making Daddy happy with you?"  The boy nodded.  "Well, in a minute I'm going to take you into our bedroom and I'm going to talk you through something that should do just that.  You will have to trust me and do exactly what I tell you to do.  Okay?"  Again the boy nodded.  "You will be exploring Daddy's penis and I'm going to ask you to do things to it, you might not understand.  You just need to trust me and do them."

"What kind of things?"  Mark was apprehensive.

"You need to trust me and do exactly what I tell you."  The aroused mother replied.  "Come with me."

Taking the boys penis in her hand, she pulled him along to her bedroom. "Jerry?"  His father was in bed lying with his head on the pillow, eyes opened.  

"Yes, I'm right here." The boy's father replied.

"Jerry, Mark and I want to try something with you."

"What?"  Jerry replied, playing ignorant.

"You have to lie on your back.  I want to use your penis and testicles to explain something to him about boys, men and sex."

"You want to play with my dick in front of my son?"

"Penis, Jerry, penis.  I'm trying hard to make the children use the right words and you aren't helping.  And, yes you are going to let us do whatever.  Now pull your shorts off and lie on your back."

The father hesitantly pulled his shorts off.  His son had seen his father nude on many occasions.  He could never figure out why grown men weren't shy about being naked in front of other boys and men, but he had noticed most weren't.  His father's flaccid penis was lying sideways above his large scrotum.  His testicles were perceptible. The boy was still amazed that his Dad could be so comfortable being nude in front of the two of them.  Jerry just lay there with his hands behind his head, smiling.  

"Okay, now what?"  again feigning ignorance.

"You just lie there while I tell Mark what I want him to do. Mark, come over here and hold your fathers penis gently in your hand."

Hesitantly the boy reached for his father's penis while continuing to look at his face concerned such an intrusion would be met with anger.  But his father just lied there not saying a word.  Not flinching to avoid the contact.  The man stared at the ceiling trying to erase the awkwardness of the situation with a forced smile on his face. Jerry felt the child's cold hand grab the shaft of his penis.  Not knowing what to do next the boy knelt beside the bed with his father's member wrapped in his nine year old hand.

"Okay, Mark now I want you to squeeze Daddy's penis and use you other hand to feel his testicles.  Go ahead, he won't stop you."

Taking his other hand he gently felt his father's scrotum. The contents were like all the other parts were much larger than his.  He gently rubbed them with his fingers while squeezing and rubbing as the penis began to stiffen.  Mark could feel the erection begin as his small hand was forced open by the expanding phallus.  Reaching it's full sized the penis seemed huge to a boy with such immature body parts. He had never seen his father's genitals in such a state and found it difficult to believe they were this big.

"Mark." came the directive voice of his mother, "I want you to lick the tip of Daddy's penis with your tongue."

Mark hesitated and cast a questioning glance toward his mother.  He couldn't believe she wanted him to do that.  He couldn't believe his father would allow him to do that.

In a gentle tone she repeated, "Go ahead, Honey, lick the tip with your tongue."

Hesitantly he stuck his tongue out and began to lick the engorged glans.  His mother's voice reinforced him.  "That's right, Mark.  Just let your tongue explore.  I want you to lick right where the tip meets the shaft."  Mark moved his tongue to encircle the cleft of the circumcised penis.  All the time thinking this isn't so bad and losing some of the initial apprehension.  His comfort level was enhanced by his father's apparent change in decorum.  He no longer looked perturbed and his smile didn't appear forced.  Mark was convinced his father was enjoying the experience.

His mother's directive voice again gently guided him, "Now, put the tip of your tongue in the slit on the end of his penis.  See how far you can work it in."  The boy complied. It wouldn't go in very far, but his dad made a groaning noise which scared him.  "It's okay Mark, Daddy is just enjoying it.  Keep doing what you've been doing." The boy continued.  Momentarily his mother gave further direction.

"Now I want you to lick the rest of his penis and his testicles.  Just lick them all over slowly."  The boy complied looking like he had done this before.  Terri thought, maybe he had.  Who knows what he and Eddie did to each other on those camping out sessions in the backyard or times when Marsha left them alone in the house.

His father was moving in slow motion and occasionally groaning, but it was apparent to the boy and his mother that the grown man was submissive and enjoying the activity.

"Now, take Daddy's penis and put it into your mouth as far as it will go."  Again, with hesitance the boy opened his mouth and with his father's penis in a death grip, he slowly allowed the full head of the glans to enter.  "Mark, it's important you keep your teeth from touching his penis.  Just use your lips to close.  Go ahead you can fit more in there."  Mark again complied closing his moist lips around the shaft of his father's penis. "Now use your tongue to feel his penis some more."

Jerry could only groan as his son's tongue did its work.  He had lost all apprehension of the situation as the pleasure of the intimate encounter became increasingly overwhelming. The boy felt emotional pangs of satisfaction as he realized how much pleasure he was giving his father.  This was the first time in almost nine years he could remember his father being so submissive to him.

Terri continued to coach him, "Mark, while you use your tongue, I want you to suck on it and move your head up and down.  The same way you suck on a popsicle."  The boy complied. "Good that's right."  His father groaned in pleasure, placing his massive hands on either side of the boy's head, he guided with a natural rhythm.  Picking up on the startled reaction in her son's eyes Terri consoled him, "It's okay Mark, Daddy isn't going to hurt you, he just wants to help you.  He can't help it, it's just a natural thing for him to do."  The boy continued.  "Mark very shortly, Daddy will push his penis into your throat.  He will push your head down on his penis as far as it will go. You will feel something come out of the tip.  Just swallow what comes out.  It isn't urine, it's semen.  It won't hurt you, just swallow it.  Okay?"

Mark acknowledged, "Mmmhumm"!

Momentarily Jerry firmed his grasp of his son's head, pushing it downward, while his hips thrust upward.  Mark could feel shots of something going down the back of his throat.  It just kept coming one shot after another.  His father's groans of pleasure were unmistakable and made him feel proud to have been instrumental in making him feel so good.  

Some of his father's cum began to drool out the corners of Mark's mouth.  He wasn't sure what that was but it was a little frightening.  "It's okay Mark.  That's some of the semen you can clean that up in a minute.  Now take his penis out of your mouth and lick it off."

The salty tasting semen was not as repulsive to the boy as he thought it was going to be.  As requested he licked the penis and wiped his mouth on his arm.  His father just lay there smiling.  

Outstretching his arms, Jerry beckoned the boy.  Mark replied climbing on top of his father who immediately embraced him and held him close the boy's naked body pressing against the man's.  His father kissed him on the forehead and cheek, "I really do love you, Mark.  Sometimes I yell, sometimes I could do a better job of paying attention to you, but always remember, I love you."  Gently rubbing the naked boys butt cheeks with his left hand, he held him in an embrace with his right, kissing him every now and then on the neck, head, and face.

The emotion of seeing her eldest finally feeling his father's approval was overwhelming.  Terri just cried.


Back to the Doctor

The rest of the week wasn't quite so intense.  Kids dropping by to play with his body, but not much in the way of pain. Mark was thankful for that.  He managed to avoid all but three spankings two to the butt and one his little brother Phillip gave him on the penis and testicles.

Thursday came and it was time for a return to the doctor. Jerry and Terri got the little ones back in the care of Jenny who upon arrival greeted Mark by pulling his penis until he came.  All the while she had her left middle finger securely up his rectum.

"Okay, Mark let's go.  Get in the car."

On the way he recounted how disturbing the past week had been.  Even though it slowed down, it had been rough, especially the crotch spankings and the little girls squeezing his balls.  That hurt worse than a spanking from his father.  Maybe the doctor could straighten that out.

He got out of the car naked as the day he was born.  He never even came close to trying to cover up his flaccid boyhood.  It wasn't hard until they entered the waiting room and there sat Michelle Michaels and her mother.  When the little girl got up and walked over to him, she grabbed his member and began to stroke it back and forth, it quickly sprang to life.

"Hi!  Michelle and I decided we'd come early to see Mark. She was so excited to get to play with his boy parts, she called all of the other girls in her class to describe it. Truth be told, I enjoyed playing with it too.  It really is cute.  But then again, so is the rest of him.  But those legs, how athletic and muscular.  Boys his age don't generally have such shapely legs."

"Mrs. Michaels, why don't you have him straddle your lap and rub his legs while you play with his penis and testicles."

"I would but I want Michelle to pull on his dick for awhile. The more she explores, the more she learns. And, please call me Gwen.  Mrs. Michaels is too formal for us."

"We're Jerry and Terri.  Kind of easy to remember isn't it. You might want to bring a camera next time and we'll let you take some pictures to share with Michelle's friends."

A voice followed the comment, "Mr. and Mrs. O'Neill, would you come it?"  It was Dr. Wilson.  "Mark, you stay out here for awhile and let the Michaels ladies play with your body. I'll get to you in a minute.  I'm sure you two have some feeling to do, don't you?"

"Oh yes, doctor, I'm sure we can have some fun with him", Mrs. Michaels responded while her nine year old daughter swatted Mark's erect penis back and forth horizontally.  

"It looks like she's amused" was the resulting chuckle as the Doctor followed his parents into the office and shut the door.

"Well folks, how did it go?"

"Pretty well.  Of course, he's still very shy and doesn't want to be exposed to anyone, but especially other children. Adults are much gentler in general. Kids can be kinda rough, especially on his penis and testicles."

"That's to be expected, but necessary.  Are there any questions I can answer?"

"No, none off hand.  I have to say it's incredible to have him nude all the time.  He's is just so perfect," Terri doted again.

Mr. O'Neill added, "Yeah, well if he's so perfect, why are we here."

"No I mean his body.  That little penis is cute as a bug as it bobbles around when he walks.  You know, when the little glans has that purplish pink color to it.  I just wish there were a way to keep him erect for longer periods of time."

"I think we can arrange for something," replied the attentive psychologist.  "Let me contact Dr. Renaldo down the hall.  I'll ask her for a Viagra prescription.  Possibly the one that's good for thirty six hours so you won't have to keep giving him one."  At that she picked up the phone. After a short explanation she lifted the phone from her ear and asked, "What drug store do you use?  She'll call it in."

"We use the Walmart Pharmacy.  You know the one on Hoskins Street."

"It's done. I've asked her to give the adult dosage.  If he has problems call me and we'll adjust it.  You can also use this.  She pulled open the drawer and handed Mrs. O'Neill what looked like a rubber band.  What this does is controls the blood flow to his penis.  Once he's got a stiff one, tightly put this around his shaft and you should be able to control the timing of the erections.  I think the drug will do us better, but give both a try."

She continued, "I want you to use a dildo on him.  Insert it in his anus and make him walk around with it buzzing.  You may need to strap it on so it doesn't come out.  Also might be helpful to put a dowel on some of your chairs.  It should be four or five inches long and three quarters to an inch in diameter.  Make him sit on it during the day.  These are especially useful on a timeout chair."

"Geez, that might help keep Phillip in timeout, too.  You know he can't sit still when we put him in there and I for one am tired to redirecting him back to the chair.  I'm going to start making them all do time out nude, riding a dowel.  Thanks, Doctor."  Terri was still in awe with all the goodies.

"More items for the honey-do list." Jerry half complained.

"No dear, I want this done as soon as we get home.  I'm going to put Phillip on it to see how he does."

"The school called my office the other day, after your visit.  They're willing to strip him naked for spankings and make him run naked during physical education and recess. They are kind of shy about nudity in the classroom. However, they are amenable, if his teacher is,  to her reaching up his shorts and squeezing his testicles if he isn't behaving to her liking.  I'm surprised at those concessions.  How do you feel about him being naked at recess and during physical education class?"

"I wanted more, but I'm delighted to have this much.  Will the other kids have free access to his body during those times?"

"Yes, in fact, the principal said it was the kid's times to play and Mark can be just another toy out there.  He can also be made to be naked for recess in the room, and, on field days, if you send him nude that will be fine."

The meeting over, the O'Neills began the trip home with a stop to pick-up the prescription at Walmart.  "Mom please, can I stay in the car?  I don't want to go in there naked. There's too many people and it'd be embarrassing.  The neighborhood is bad enough, but if I have to go in there the whole city is going to see me."

"Mark, if I wasn't in a hurry you'd have to go in there. The idea is to give you some humility, but I have to get home and fix dinner.  Your father and I will be a few minutes.  You must leave the van door wide open and kneel right here.  If I catch you covering yourself, I'll personally bring you back here tomorrow and you'll spend the day right next to the greeter lady, understand?"  This was rare moment as Terri rarely made deals with her kids.  

"I'll kneel here Mom," as he knelt, his mother opened the large sliding door on the van.  The boy knew he was to expose his penis to the outside so the occasional passerby would get an eye full. Luckily for Mark he wasn't that visually accessible.

In the store as Terri went to the pharmacy to pick up Mark's erectile medication, Jerry strolled back to the unfinished furniture with a cart.  He selected four 29" bar stools and placed them in the cart.  Rolling past the hardware section he picked up a wooden broom handle.  "Just what the doctor ordered," he mumbled, chuckling at his own wittiness.

After checking out, he and Terri returned to the van.  Mark was just as he was left with his hands clasped on top of his head.  His penis was sticking out parallel to the floor of the van.  It appeared to both parents he was learning.

Continued in part 2A...