Sharing My Mail - A Response to Swenson

Sharing My Mail - A Response to Swenson
By Sir Cum Sizemore

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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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11/30/08

Dear Sir Cum Sizemore,

I read the account of the "Horney Mother" in one of your previous posts. I was intrigued with her situation for two reasons. First, the woman had the courage to admit what so many of us keep to ourselves—a quasi erotic attraction to young boys, and, secondly, she shared some ideas and suggestions I found applicable to my own situation. One of the neatest parts of our common obsession with our boys' penises, scrotums, testicles and anuses is we are pretty much beyond reproach and surely are not the least bit suspect when we act upon our erotic drives. After all it is a mother's prerogative how she cares for her children both female and more importantly male. If she wants her boys running around nude all day in the house, in the yard or in public places, nobody usually questions her motives. If she needs to inspect, bathe or in any other ways tend to those most private parts, she's taking her motherly responsibilities seriously. If a man did what we can do to our young boys, he'd be labeled a pervert and probably incarcerated, but not us. Yes, society has rendered adult women, in many ways, as having no sexual drives or intentions. How wrong they are.

I am the mother of two children. I have an eleven year old boy. I also have a twelve year old daughter. Jeff is a dream kid. His body is very attractive and well developed. Like Mrs. Swenson, I'm particularly fond of his penis and his legs. The former I haven't seen much of for the last three years, the later I see often as he lounges around the house in boxer shorts which he wears over his briefs, "so you and Mindy don't get to see my privates".

Jeff is a child who has been playing sports since I can remember. He runs a lot and rides his bike everywhere, so his legs have developed into a quite shapely set with well pronounced muscles. They also tan quite beautifully. He still has those fine little white hairs on his legs and they just add to my attraction to them. Those bleached little follicles sticking out of his browned legs. Yikes, it gets me hot just thinking of them. I like to look at his legs a lot and look forward to warmer times when he's in shorts all the time. I do buy him short shorts not those that cover his knees and come halfway down the calf. I only let him wear shorts that are hemmed above his knee. That isn't too hard for me to find for him as he is a bit taller than his age mates. Now the Swenson boy wears them all year long and I am seriously considering the same rule for Jeff. In fact, I believe I'll get that going within this week. I've already shortened his play jeans. I've dropped his dress and school shorts off at the tailor in town. They're supposed to be ready in a week. You should have seen Jeff when we made him stand in his dress suit as the little old guy marked the length of the new hemline—just an inch below the bottom of his suit coat. The kid really complained. But his complaints rolled off my back as I anticipated the world seeing those cute little legs, and with some luck the package he's so shy about (as I have no intention of letting him wear underwear).

As I said, like the Swenson boys, Jeff tans well. I love to take him to the beach. He runs around in a Speedo and I can monitor all of him. More often than not, even his package doesn't leave much to the imagination after he gets wet. It's pinned to his groin by the tight suit and both his sister and I laugh at the well defined package it reveals. He is oblivious to the obvious outline of his penis through the lycra and I have threatened Mindy (my daughter) should she tell him.

Now, that said, I must admit there have been a few occasions that he hasn't been able to maintain much modesty from me. His stepfather and I have come to the conclusion that he, Ralph, my husband, should share in disciplining Jeff. At first he didn't want to for fear the boy would not like him or my ex would raise hell. I told him not to worry on either account. I knew children were capable of bouncing back after they had been disciplined and that Joe was an asshole and I didn't much care what he liked or didn't like. If he'd have disciplined the boy early on, we wouldn't have many of the problems we have now. After our divorce, I had to take Joe's part of the disciplining. I used a belt on Jeff, but he'd just brush it off as a momentary inconvenience. When I explained my predicament to Ralph, he said I was doing it wrong and he'd demonstrate. Turns out what I wasn't doing was first, making him strip completely nude for the whipping so his bare ass caught the brunt of the belt by direct contact and the humiliation of exposing his genitalia added to the punishment. Second, I didn't use the proper sized belt. I was using one from my closet and I should have been using one of Ralph's two inch wide belts. They were considerably longer and heavier than what I'd used on his pants covered butt prior to that.

The first time Ralph whipped him was back when he was nine. He'd scratched Ralph's truck with his bicycle doing a jump off a homemade ramp. Ralph had told him not to do that around his truck, but Jeff just kept doing it. Anyway, Ralph finally mustered the courage to whip Jeff's ass that day. I remember watching as Ralph made the boy strip. He told him what to take off when. Jeff was scared and followed every direction. Both Mindy and I watched him strip completely—shoes, socks, shorts, underwear, shirt, everything. He clamped his hands around his dick and balls and Ralph told him to put his hands on his head and face us. Ralph later said the humiliation was a big part of the process. Both of us loved seeing Jeff's boner sticking out at us. Mindy asked if I didn't have the urge to pull it for him. I did, but I just chuckled. Then Ralph bent him over the arm of the couch and took his wide belt, doubled it over and began whipping the fire out of Jeff's ass. I mean it went pink after two swats and Jeff was screaming and crying in pain after four, Ralph said it's best to keep going awhile after the crying starts to make sure he's not faking it. After six snaps of that belt hitting the boy, I was developing quite an erotic feeling. For some sadistic reason I wanted Ralph to keep going. I wondered what kind of mother got her jollies off watching her preteen son get his ass torn up, but I did. I loved it. The sound of the leather as it snaps loudly against his bare ass, the crimson color, the lurch forward from the force of the lash, his dick and ball sack alternately visible and the covered again and the screams coming from the red tear stained cheeks. Oh, geez, it's exciting just tell you about it. And, Mindy? Mindy just said, "Please let me know when you're doing this again. I wanna watch." Jeff was in pain, but Ralph then made him stand facing the front picture window until he was told to move. This was more humiliation Ralph said, to have his dick and balls available for all to view would serve to make the discipline more memorable. I don't know what could have been more memorable than seeing that red little ass that probably wouldn't be able to grace a chair for days. Let's just say, that Jeff doesn't have a bike ramp anywhere near Ralph's truck anymore. And, usually, he follows Ralph's directions much better.

It wasn't a week after that I tried Ralph's procedure on Jeff. You know the naked, bend over the couch and use the two inch belt. Try as I might the boy was holding tough against my swats. I had Ralph do it again for me when he came in from work. While he was standing in front of the picture window, Mindy got some of the neighborhood kids to come and see her brother's "boy things". He was definitely embarrassed by the viewing as he started to cry again and his wiener stood up straight. The neighbor kids pointed and laughed.

After reading the account by Mrs. Swenson, I'm going to have him do his standing out on the front lawn from now on so the kids can feel as well as look. Ralph is on board with that. He just said, "Now, you get the picture! Make it the worst thing he can have happen to him. It is more memorable that way." Anyway, I told him he would be the one to whip him from now on as I did a rather whimpy job of it. Besides, I get more of a thrill out of watching the whipping that doing it. Just thought I'd share that.

Now, I must confess, I look for any little thing to use to get Ralph to whip the fire out of Jeff's bare ass. I mean it is really arousing. Funny, when I shared my erotic response to the whippings with Ralph, he has looked for more opportunities to discipline Jeff as well. I think he's into the sex we have after I watch the whipping sessions.

I also decided to open up his body to Mindy and her friends. That idea about massages was very interesting and inviting. I told Jeff his sister and I would be giving him baths every night until he was thirteen or fourteen. He got mad and said he'd lock the door. That's when Ralph took him for another round with the belt and both of us got to watch. Watching his face cringe as he tried to fend off his tears, his penis and testicles bouncing with each swat, and then when he finally broke into tears and sobs, like the little boy I remember, the scene became as stimulating as I could have hoped. Both Mindy and I were smiling and I'm sure she was as wet as I was. This time we made him stand naked on the front lawn. Ralph put a couple of lawn chairs out there so he and I could empower any visitors who happened by to freely examine his jewels. His boner was a good four inches and stood out stiff for the full half hour. He begged to go in, but Ralph offered no pardons. There were a couple of passing cars that slowed or stopped for an eyeful or beeped their horns in chiding Jeff, but over the thirty minute period none of the neighbors strayed up for a closer look. Better luck next time, I guess.

That night Mindy and I both took him to the tub after his lawn ornament display time. He didn't want to sit in the tub as the warm water made his little ass sting all the more. That was okay. I made him stand with his boy handle sticking out straight at me and my daughter. Ralph recorded the whole process on the camcorder so we could keep a copy for posterity. Anyway, both Mindy and I spent most of the time making sure his boy toy was clean. That penis saw more soapy hands that night than it had collectively his whole life before. There were a few little boy dry orgasms and I think he got to liking it, but he'd never admit it. He's argued about having to stand there like that ever since.

He really hated it the night I let Mindy invite some of her friends to help her clean his boy parts. All I heard was Jeff's complaining and the laughter of five eleven, twelve, and thirteen year old girls. That bath took close to an hour.

I did take Mrs. Swenson's advice and won't let him dress after his bath. He has to stay nude at home. The only problem I've had with that is keeping an eye on his anus to make sure it's clean. I mean I don't need skid marks on my furniture. I remind him if he doesn't get his butt clean after his bowel movements, and he leaves any "residue" on my furniture, Ralph would help him remember to do a better cleaning job. After that threat, much to my chagrin, the boy has been very careful. I was so hoping to watch him get his ass beaten again. Anyway since he has been forced into nudity Mindy's friends and Jeff's own friends seem to spend a lot of time visiting.

Ralph tells me it used to be that boys were made to swim nude at public places—the school pool, the YMCA, the Boys' Club, Scouts and the like. He said boys of his day had no place for modesty to develop. During those swim times, mothers and siblings and pretty much whoever wanted could come and watch the naked boys swim. Mothers were allowed in the locker room whenever they felt they needed to be and they could pretty much bring anyone else they wanted to the change and shower sessions. Boy, have things change over the last thirty or forty years. I can only imagine what it'd be like to be surrounded by all those little swing dicks. Especially, when because of my maternal status, the boys couldn't object for any reason. I'd love to return to yesteryear.

Jeff has a good friend, Jason. Jason is a few months younger than Jeff and they've been friends for six of their eleven years. One night, not too long ago, Jeff asked if Jason could spend the night. I, of course, didn't want to deprive my child of the fun of a sleep over, but I also wanted something else—new meat. My response was to call Jason's mother and talk with her. Jason dialed the number and after greeting his mother, he handed me the phone. I mentioned Jason staying overnight wouldn't be a problem and she agreed. I nodded to the boys and they took off outside. After they left, I told Jason's mother we had a cultural belief that preteen boys didn't really need a lot of modesty and that Jeff was often made to be nude at home. I wondered if that would be a problem. Surprisingly, she said no. She said Jason was a little modest and he might have a problem participating, but Jeff being nude wouldn't be a problem. I asked if Jason being nude would be a problem for her. We both agreed boys that age didn't really need modesty. I also told her about Mindy and I bathing Jeff every night and asked if Jason might be made to bathe with Jeff. She hem-hawed around a bit and ended up saying, "He won't want to do that, but it'd be okay if he does." I wasn't sure what that meant. Did I or did I not have the authority to make it happen? In parting she mentioned that I was to make her son mind. I told her if Jeff didn't mind he got his bare backside whipped. She said Jason got the same and we were to do that if it needed to be done. I thanked her and we hung up.

After I hung up, I called Jeff in and asked what he was supposed to be wearing at home. I remember him trying to justify his shorts and t-shirt with the fact he had a friend over. He said he didn't think he should have to be naked with Jason there. I told him I didn't care, he was a boy just like Jeff was and it didn't make any difference. Jason's eyes were wide and he kept looking at the ceiling and floor. He never made eye contact. Then I told Jeff to lose the clothes right there in the kitchen. He started pouting and talking under his breath. Then I told Jason he could take his clothes off too. Predictably he tried every avenue he could not to have to strip. I think having Mindy standing there was an additional problem to him. I told him his mother said he could be naked just as Jeff was and that he'd do as he was told. At that point he wanted to go home and I said he'd have to stay as his mother was going out since he had an overnight invitation. I also told him Ralph would be whipping his bare ass as soon as he got home if he didn't get undressed. At that point Jeff's boner was bouncing around in front of the boy, and he started removing his own clothes. Mindy stood there watching his mid section as he disrobed. Jason got to his briefs and then tried to change the subject. I just held my hand out and he took them off. His little boner popped into view and I told him to turn around and show it to Mindy. Unlike Jeff he was not circumcised. His foreskin closed tightly around his glans and you could see the outline, but it was fully encased. At least until it reached full staff, which didn't take long. Mindy had never seen one with the full cover still on it. I had to talk with both Jeff and Mindy about the difference. Just to shorten the discussion I told Mindy she'd get to wash it that night and she was quite pleased by the idea. Of course Jason was much more embarrassed than Jeff at the unveiling, but that embarrassment is what gives me the most gut level erotic feeling. I love it.

Looking at their bodies it was evident my program was working somewhat. You couldn't tell where Jeff's shorts or underwear were worn. There were absolutely no tan lines on the boy. Did you know the penis and testicles tan just like the rest of their bodies? They do. Anyway it was apparent Jason was used to wearing shorts, but not total exposure. I thought how much fun I'd have erasing that white line just above the boy's knees. While I imagined all sorts of entertainment with the boys, Mindy attempted to grasp Jason's penis. I think more from curiosity than anything else. I believe this was the first foreskin she'd ever seen. "Jason, at our house the women and girls may examine any part of your body they wish. You just stand there and let her feel your little peepee." He was annoyed at her exploration, but he did as he was told. Then they were told to retreat to the backyard to shoot hoops. Of course, Jeff was becoming more at ease with being exposed to the neighbors, but it was a totally new experience to Jason. I grabbed the digital camera so I could grab some images to share with Jason's mother. You know the "see it's not a problem making him stay nude and exposing him to share the pleasure of his body" conversation starter.

When I came out with the camera, Jeff got perturbed but Jason got protective. His hands grasped his penis. You could see that red pecker head sticking out of the turtleneck just above what his hands could cover. I told him to let it loose, pointing out he couldn't hide the whole package from view anyway. He, of course, balked but eventually did as he was told. Both had hard-ons that bounced up and down as they took those layup shots, and swayed side to side as they dribbled the ball and made their "moves". Soon both were oblivious to my picture taking. It wasn't long before Mindy's entourage showed up to see the new boy's stuff. Shoot there must have been seven or eight young girls sitting cross legged on the lawn as they watched the one-on-one game. Jason tried to cover and I slapped his ass hard enough to leave a hand print. He yelled in pain and the girls "ooooooo" ed at the hand print I'd left.

Susan, a ten year old friend of Mindy's, asked if they'd get to wash Jason like they did Jeff. She commented on the uncircumcised member and how she'd never seen one like that and she'd like to have a closer look. I told her they could after the basketball playing.

You should have seen both boys when I instructed Jeff to grab his friend's penis and pull him over to the girls to introduce them. Jeff complained, "I can't touch another boy's you know," he nodded toward Jason's erection. I repeated the instruction and he did. He put a choke hold on Jason's dick. Jason tried to pull away and again I swatted that naked pale butt. After pulling his friend over to the seated little girls, he released his hold and I asked him if anyone had told him to let go. He again engulfed his friend's penis. Now, you and I both know, they'd be playing with each other eventually even if I hadn't made it happen out there. They'd be exploring and rubbing each other all night. It's just they didn't want an audience while they did it. That was to change. I gave both boys a green light to play with each other's body however they wanted, whenever they wanted. They both tried to look disinterested in each other by making those "we aren't gay" kinds of comments. But, I made them feel each other. I directed explorations both for my benefit and the girl audience's. I really believe they secretly enjoyed it too. I had Jeff sliding his friend's foreskin back and forth for the little girls benefit. It was like a "now you see it, now you don't" game. Two or three minutes of that and little Jason's hips lunged forward as his butt cheeks clenched and he raised his whole body onto his tiptoes. Wow, a preteen orgasm, and a pretty impressive one at that. The girls giggled and clapped. It was followed by those little darlings shouting things like, "I want to do that", or "My turn, my turn". They loved it. And I had it on the video I'd taken of the session. I couldn't wait to share it with Jason's mother. It was my sincerest hope to empower her over her son and ensure some humiliation for him in the process.

That night after the girls had had their play bathing them, I splayed both boys out on the living room carpet. Mindy began massaging Jeff and I did Jason. It was kind of fun playing with the sliding cover on his boy toy. I had not really had much opportunity to observe, much less play with an uncut penis before, so it was intriguing for me. My son, my brothers growing up, the boys I baby sat for, my husbands and all had been circumcised. So it was in some ways an education for me. Eventually, Mindy and I traded off so I could work on Jeff's legs (which I thoroughly enjoy) and she could play with Jason's penis (which captivated both of us).

My only disappointment that weekend was with Jason's behavior. I so wanted to watch Ralph beat the boy's ass, but the kid was very cooperative. So, that didn't happen. It was kind of amusing when Ralph had him spread eagle on his lap facing me as he examined the foreskin operation. He manipulated the boy's penis until it stood stiff and then slid that cover around. Guess even boys who'd never had such, have a little curiosity about such things.

In short, Mr. Sizemore, I liked the fact you let Mrs. Swenson share her story. I've employed many of the same activities at my home. Interestingly, I shared the Swenson write up with Jason's mother and she's taken the bull by the horns and is enjoying her son more as a result. In fact, when I took Jason home I made him get in the car nude and I delivered him nude. His mother was beaming at the sight. Now, Jeff has a weeklong stay at Jason's and I've been instructed to leave his clothes at home. As Jason's mother puts it, "The farm's a perfect place for natural child rearing. We even have a woodshed."

Again, thank you for liberating at least two more of us. I'll do my part to make it happen for more mothers. I can't wait until the holidays. This year, the whole family will really get to know Jeff.

Sincerely,

Carolyn Tupelo

Beaverton, PA

Make the world a more beautiful place by raising your boys naturally—keep them naked and their asses striped!