Strings and Sacks, Inc.

Strings and Sacks, Inc. - Chapter 9
By Sir Cum Sizemore

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Chapter 9

"I'm sure glad those shorts fit him. I think the sweep does add a great deal to the view. You know when he's walking they tend to expose his boy parts from the side." Andrea observed.

"I like the fact that there's absolutely noting left to the imagination when he's got his legs spread." Marjorie added. "Now, let's get the twins in some."

"We can do that tomorrow. I'm intrigued with the discussion of the half inch mesh we talked about earlier."

"Yes, I know. I was approached by a customer the other day at the beach about half inch rather than quarter and I told her to alter the quarters by opening the mesh herself." Sharon offered. "Do we want to try some half inch mesh? The lady I was talking to said she'd make her son keep his penis sticking out through the holes. The idea is cute. Don't you think?

"Well yes, I think it's worth a look. How about you two?" Andrea polled Marjorie and Susan.

"I'll take one for Sammy too." Susan spouted.

"I think the quarter inch is more mysterious and curiosity provoking, but I think we should offer a variety for our customers. My boys are so little though their dicks and balls as well would poke through half inch mesh." Marjorie replied.

"Okay then, it's settled, we will get some half inch mesh and make two, one for Steven and one for Sammy to model while the photographer is here. I will put Sammy in a black one and Steven in a white one. We'll let Steven's little peter peek out through one of the holes. The pink head will offset the white and it'll look super." Andrea imagined out loud.

"Okay ladies, we're done for the day." Andrea glanced out the window. "Oh look, they've got the twins sucking each other again. That is really erotic. Look at Timmy put the vacuum to Teddy's little erection. Oh, for cute! Look, look he's wiggling. He's having a baby orgasm. Oh he likes it, look at him his little legs just tightened and he thrust. Timmy's mouth is still locked on his penis. I hope he isn't using his teeth. Oh, there they go they broke. Look at Jamie. She's trying to figure out what just happened. Shaqueta has him by the balls. Oh look, she's playing with his penis trying to figure out what Timmy just did to it. My God that's sweet. Those little girls deserve the show." Returning her gaze to the other mothers, "Well, let's go down and call it a day. Marjorie, would you drop of the packaged products at the parcel service? Just send them by the cheapest carrier. Do we have them all packaged?"

"No, there are about twenty of them still needing packaging, but I'll ship the finished product."

"I'll go by Cloth World and pick up some mesh for tomorrow." Sharon offered.

"Is there anything I can do?" Susan asked.

Andrea let her off the hook, "No we've got it covered. We'll see you at nine tomorrow morning again, bring Sammy nude. That really worked well today."

"Yes it did. Guess I'll take him home and let his sister show him to her friends for awhile. She grabs that foreskin and stretches it out about three inches and Sammy yells. I let her do it and forbid Sammy from trying to stop her. It's funny as hell to watch."

"Sharon, want to leave Steven here again tonight?"

"Do you want to play with his boy parts?" Sharon teased as she wiggled her index finger at her friend.

"Well, yeah. I love to stroke him hard. How long have we been friends? And, you haven't figured that out?"

"Okay, keep him again tonight and be sure to take the strap to him if he needs it." Sharon instructed.

"Oh, yeah, so he has a striped ass for the photo op? I don't think so."

"Well, make good use of the bottle brush then. And, don't forget the salt!! She chuckled as she winked at her disconcerted son.

The next morning Sharon arrived early. "Okay Andrea, how was he?"

"I do believe I rubbed him into at least three baby orgasms. Won't it be cool when he can squirt? I'm afraid when he does that I'll have to fight my girls to play with him."

"Andrea I do believe you're a pedo. Did you give him a blow job?"

"No, how could you even suggest I'd do something that provocative with him? He's just a little boy. Maybe when he's older."

"Geeezzz I shouldn't have asked. The mental visual is disgusting to a mother." She had a facial expression which amplified her remark. "I did get the new material on the way home last night. These half inch holes are going to have his little peter hung up a lot. I can almost guarantee it. Look the diameter of his little pecker isn't much more than this when he's hard." She noted as she pushed her index finger through one of the openings. "But that's why I love this stuff. Let's go for it. Where is he anyway?"

"He's still in bed. I'm telling you I stroked his boy toy almost until one last night."

"Shit Andrea, he has a ten o'clock bedtime during the summer. He's going to be drowsing off all day."

"Well, we can bottle brush him into an attentive state." Andrea replied tongue in cheek.

"Which reminds me, did you have to use it last night?"

"Jamie wanted to try it and so I had to set him up for punishment so she could drive it home so to speak."

"What did you do?"

"I told Jamie to go over to him while he was watching TV and grab it and yank it as hard as she could. As predicted he screamed and yelled at Jamie. I told him if he yelled at her again, I'd have to punish him as she was one of his 'keepers' and she could do as she wished. Then I gave her a Q-tip and told her to try to shove it in his peter. Of course, she grabbed it and began to cram the damn thing in his little pee hole and he hit her. So, I said, 'Well if she can't push that in one hole she could shove the brush in his other and I let her drive that stiff bristled sucker home while I held him. Karen stood by with the salt and I sure as hell didn't have to coach her. She poured that on his little irritated hole and he screamed. He started for the sliding glass door to the pool and I said, 'Don't you go out that door'. He started crying and I made him stand with his hands on his head and told him he had to stay that way until Jamie shoved the damned Q-tip in his peter. He cried and I guess as she pushed that swab in it must of hurt bad, cause he screamed. I mean really screamed. I thought she'd hurt him, but she hadn't. Anyway she had that sucker about half way in and then I had her pull it out. After he got soft again, I let him go soak in the pool for a little while. It was fun for us, but I'm sure he thinks of this as his Little Shop of Horrors."

"I hope you didn't do any damage to his urethra. I mean that must have been painful."

"No, medical people often have to insert such. Think of all the kids with catheters. He's fine. I know 'cause I rubbed the little fella to orgasm twice after that. Now, let's get that thong made before he gets up."

The women adjourned to the sewing room and began work. Experience paid off. They were able to go from fabric to a well made thong in less than fifteen minutes. "We can try it on him when he wakes up. Let's set a fashion trend and have him stick it out through one of the holes. Then we'll take him into town wearing it and I'm sure he'll get a boner that will attract a lot of attention."

"Sounds like a plan. I'll take the digital camera and photograph him in town. It'll be more interesting as an ad than the posed studio type stuff. Besides it'll show that it's not just beach wear anymore."

The two of them should attract a lot of attention. Marjorie is going to want to bring sales brochures."

"Shit, Sharon, I wish Marjorie was here. She'd grab that 'it's not just beachwear anymore' line and make it an ad slogan. You know she would." Both ladies laughed at the obvious fact.

Andrea continued, "Let's get one in black for Sammy. Maybe we can have his sister pull his foreskin through one of he holes and pull him around town with it. Can you believe how far that kid stretches it when she pulls on it? I'll bet she pulls that skin at least three inches out from the tip."

"Yeah he does show a lot of stress when she does that. He cries. Susan encourages her to do it too." Sharon agreed.

"I think Susan's going to get it cut off. I think she's hoping Shaqueta stretches it out of shape so she can justify getting him circumcised." Andrea assumed the usual pose for transmitting gossip.

"What makes you say that?" Susan asked.

"Don't you watch her with Steven and the twins? She's always rotating their little dick heads between her fingers. She told me she'd love to feel one of those bobbed heads in her mouth and even chew on it a bit, but she doesn't want to look perverted."

"Noooo, you're making that up."

"I am not. She said it to me. In fact she told me again yesterday. I'll bet Sammy's little head is exposed by the time school starts. She'll get his hair buzzed and his dick clipped as his back to school maintenance."

"Let's get his thong made and cut this out." Sharon was a little embarrassed at the way her friend could just talk about such things. Then she repeated, "So, she wants to suck on Steven's little wiener, huh?"

"Yep. Unless she was just bullshitting. But I don't think she was." Andrea responded to her friend's 'thinking out loud' remark.

"She can if she wants to. I don't care. If that would float her boat, she should just go for it."

"Well tell her she can."

"I don't think she wants to chew too hard, do you?" The two giggled at the remark.

"No, but it'll scare the hell out of Steven." Andrea added.

"Shit, it'll scare the hell out of him having a grown woman put his little dick in her mouth. Better warn Susan he might pee if he's too scared." Again, they laughed. "How in the hell do I tell her she can suck him? I mean I'm the kid's mother I can't just say, 'Hey Susan, I heard you wanted to get at taste of Steven's lollipop. Go ahead."

"If she brings it up again, I'll tell her to ask you. I'll reassure her you won't mind. If she doesn't ask again, Stevie boy will have to wait until he's older to have that experience. If she does and she likes it, poor Sammy will be scheduled for a tip-off weekend I guarantee it."

Sharon pondered a minute and said, "I guess her ex wasn't cut, huh. I mean if he was she'd probably have had the experience of a mushroom dinner. Don't you think?"

"No, I'd bet he wasn't. Usually, if Daddy's cut, the little boys will be cut too. If Daddy isn't, then the little boys aren't. I think it's an identification type thing. Unless of course, you're Jewish."

"But if you're Jewish the observation would still hold. Daddy would be cut, too. By the way, Marjorie's here!"

"How do you know?"

"I just heard the twins arguing out front. You just keep sewing and I'll go let her in." With that Sharon went down to the front door.

"Hi Sharon, we're ready. Wait just a minute." Marjorie took a belt from her purse and grabbing Timmy's arm whipped his bare backside four times. Then grabbing Teddy she jerked him up so his toes were the only thing touching the ground and commenced to give him five quick but firm lashes with the belt. Both boys reacted with the usual Ow, ow, ow's. "Now quit arguing with one another. If you keep it up, I'll let Karen take the belt to you. Just stop." Catching her breath as the boys walked toward the door to the pool deck, she continued, "So what's left to do today?"

"Well we have made a new thong for Steven out of the half inch mesh. Andrea's up there making one for Sammy." Looking over Marjorie's shoulder she said, "Oh, here's Susan and the kids now." Marjorie turned and waved as Susan continued, "Thought we weren't whipping the kids until after the photo session with the magazine."

"Oh that? That didn't leave any marks. I'll tell Karen if they give her a problem to ream them with that brush Andrea found. Truth is I'd rather be whipped than that, wouldn't you?"

"For sure, for sure!" Then turning her attention to Susan, "Hi Susan, you're here early."

"Yeah, well the kids were up and I thought I'd just make the scene early. Shaqueta pull your brother out to the pool and keep him there. Any problem you and Karen shove that brush up his ass again. I think that worked very well yesterday. Go on now." Then, after surveying the pool deck, "Where's Steven?"

"Oh he's still in bed. Andrea kept him up until one last night playing with his toy."

"She should have had boys. She seems to really enjoy them a lot." Susan acknowledged. "Oh there's sleepy head now."

Steven walked down the hall toward his mother sporting a morning erection. All three women watched as his dick swung back and forth with each step. He was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes when Sharon asked, "Well now, how are you this morning Sleeping Beauty?" He continued to rub his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"My wiener hurts a little. It feels sore." The boy remarked somewhat seeking sympathy.

"Well maybe you had too much done with it last night. Huh?" his mother noted. Then, turning to the women, "Jamie pushed a Q-tip up his dick last night. The reaming roughed him up I'm sure."

"Oh poor, baby!" Susan responded with false empathy. "Maybe I could kiss it and make it feel better."

"Marjorie, why don't you go up and check out the new thongs? We'll need to get some advertising for them. Ask Andrea about the new slogan." Sharon directed.

After she'd left she turned to Susan, "Why don't you?"

"Why don't I what?"

"Why don't you take him in the office over there close the door and kiss it and make it better?"

"Are you inviting me to orally stimulate Steven?" Susan asked with a surprised look. A look that made Sharon wonder if she'd gotten a bum steer from Andrea.

"Well, there's nothing like a mother's lips to make a child feel better. You're a mother and he's a child and I know you could make him better."

"Mooooommmm, I'm fine. That would be gross. I don't want Mrs. Wooten kissing my thing."

"Close your mouth, Son. I'm your mother and I will decide what is best for you. Mrs. Wooten is a mother too and she knows what makes boys' 'things'" gesturing quotation marks with her fingers, "feel better!" Then turning toward the other mother she invited, "Go ahead spend a half hour making it feel better. Shoot Andrea played with it for hours last night. I trust you."

"You sure?"

"Steven, go with Mrs. Wooten and do whatever she tells you. If he doesn't mind get the brush from Karen and ream his hole."

"Oh I'm sure he'll be very good. Come on Steven I'll help you feel better down there." Susan put her arm around his shoulder and coaxed him toward the office. Then shutting as she shut the door behind them, Sharon went back upstairs.

"Where's Susan?" Andrea inquired.

"Oh she's doctoring Steven's penis. He said it was a little sore and Susan said she knew what would help him. I told her to do whatever she wanted to make it feel better." Her words were accompanied by a wink at Andrea.

"I'm sure she does." Andrea smirked.

In the office, "Steven, come over here and let Miss Susan kiss that little peepee". Steven's erection was sticking straight out as the woman took it in her hand and pushed the head all the way to her pursed lips. At the same moment the woman's tongue explored the slit. The boy shuttered at the tingle he got from this contact. "You know, Steven, sometimes a boy's penis hurts because his sack is needing some attention. What really helps is heat and moisture on it. Here let me hold it in my mouth so we can warm it up in a moist place for a minute. See if this doesn't help. Maybe I'll just suck it in and juggle the balls around with my tongue. Here lie down up here on your back." She cleared the desk and helped the hesitant child to the top. "Now let's pull these handsome legs up and push the knees out. Oh, that's wonderful." The boy's genitals were fully exposed and his still undescended sack was firm but freely accessible. Pinching his glans she lifted his penis out of the way and gently lowered her mouth to work the tight container in. Almost immediately having engulfed the boy's scrotum she rolled the contents with her tongue. To her pleasure she could explore the tiny skin folds with her tongue as gradually the sack loosened and gave more distinct testicular accessibility. Steven was confused. He was scared at the situation, but his brain was sending a message of pleasure all over his body. Soon the woman inserted the firm penis into her mouth too. The feeling was one he'd never experienced before and it felt exceptionally good. His friend's mother began sucking up and down the shaft and then she started lightly chewing on the tip of his dick. Occasionally it hurt, but he was afraid a complaint would make it stop. "There, now, doesn't it feel better?"

"Ye, y, yes!" He wasn't sure how to respond.

"Okay I'm going to put my finger right in here." She pushed lightly on an anus which still hadn't readjusted from the abuse it suffered the night before, "And, now I'm going to give your boy parts another extra long kiss."

A minute after his penis was encircled by the woman's lips Steven's breathing became louder and harder and his little pelvis gyrated and he pushed her head back down on the pubis. "Oh, Mrs. Wooten, keep doin' that. Keep doin' that!"

Finishing up she said, "So you liked that?"

"No, adults aren't supposed to do that to kids. It's wrong." Steven had a sudden change of mind as cognition took the place of his pleasure centers.

"Steven, did it feel good?"

"Ye, yea, yeah." He had a puzzled look on his face.

"Well then, how can it be wrong, if it felt so right? You have to forget about what they told you at school. I don't think you looked the slight bit hurt from it. How about you think it over, and if you'd like me to do it again just come tell your Mom and me that your wiener is sore again. Then we'll come in here and I'll do it again. How about that?"

"K, kkk, K!"

"Now, go on and play. I have to go upstairs with the other ladies."

Steven went to the pool and Susan joined her cohorts.

"Well, does he feel better?" Sharon asked with a smirk.

"How about you, do you feel better?" Andrea asked.

Marjorie had a look of puzzlement not quite knowing what was going on.

"I'd say we both feel much better. I think we both need to have another therapy session before we go home." Susan remarked.

"What's going on?" Marjorie asked.

"Oh Steven had a sore penis and we let Susan do some doctoring. I'm sure she enjoyed tending to it as much as Steven enjoyed having her work on him."

"Oh, you were playing with his boy parts!"

"You could say that. We call it doctoring." Andrea replied.

"Well, any time you want you can doctor the twins too. If you like playing with those, have a ball." Marjorie replied.

"Oh she'll have a ball and a dick too." Andrea chuckled. "Look, look at these new thongs. Let's get the older boys up here to put them on. We tried to imagine Shaqueta pulling Sammy's foreskin though one of these holes. Wouldn't that be cute?"

"Let's go down there and try them on them."

Marjorie handed both Sammy and Steven a new thong. "You boys need to get these on so we can see how they look." Sammy was sporting an erection possibly from the exploits of Jamie who was still intrigued working his wrapper.

"Oh, Steven, that looks much better. It looks like a little cage for his boy things doesn't it?" Marjorie liked them. "You can see those parts sooooo much better with the wider mesh. Jamie, try to push Steven's penis through one of those holes."

As the little girl grabbed his phallus, the boy quickly hardened. Jamie managed to force poke it through one of the holes. The material held the stiff shaft pointing almost dead straight out.

"I love it. It looks like it's peeking out from its den or something. Susan, look at it." Sharon petitioned her friend to change for attending to her son to look at Steven.

Marjorie jumped right on Sammy's case. His average sized brown appendage was still erect but was pressed up against his pubis by the netting. "Okay, Shaqueta, pull his foreskin through one of the holes and pull it hard as you can as far as you can." The girl grabbed her brother's foreskin and pressed it through a hole with her left hand as she pinched it from the outside with her right. Quickly it was stretched to almost a time again the length of his penis and the boys screamed at the sudden shock of pain. "These are adorable. Let's have the twins model the quarter inch and the bigger boys the half inch for the magazine. All four can put on the short shorts. Andrea, can we get the little guys matching quarter inch mesh half shirts and maybe half inch half shirts of the same color for the bigger boys?" Marjorie was beginning the planning for the up and coming photo op.

"If you get me a pattern, I could cut the material for you, Andrea," Susan was looking for ways to contribute.

"That'd work. Let's go see what I have and if I need a shirt pattern, you could pick one up on your way home Susan. I can be for any shirt, I'll just shorten it." Andrea was obviously mentally going through her pattern collection as she spoke.

"Let's change the solid line so we're selling more feminine colors of the solid line. You know little boy sacks of hot pink, chartreuse, bright orange and things. Let's make them really embarrassing to put on. If I could have found a pink Speedo, back in the old days, I would have made Steven wear it. It never dawned on me that I could have made him wear the bottom of a bikini to swim in. Or I would have tried it." Sharon noted.

"Moommmmm, I wouldn't have worn a bikini." Steven was angry at the suggestion.

Not used to having her son speak with such defiance Sharon retorted, "You said that about the thong. You said that about letting the girls see you nude. Look at you now baby, that little shlong of yours sticking out of the front of a mesh thong. You talk tough, but I can make you do whatever I want and if you open that defiant little mouth again, I'll brush your little asshole until it bleeds and make you sit in the salt."

"Mommy what's a shlong?" Teddy asked his mother.

"Honey, that's another name for your peepee." The boy shrugged his shoulders at the thought and smiled.

"To make my point, Steven will wear one of the solids in hot pink for the photo op. That is when he's not wearing the half inch mesh." Sharon was unwinding from her anger as she made the announcement and Steven teared up thinking not just of his punishment but the verbal exchange that preceded it.

Karen who had been uncommonly quiet spoke up. "I think Sammy would look good in chartreuse."

"I'm nnnnn…" Sammy began a response to Karen but hushed when his mother held her hand up.

"Let's call them "pouchsicles" after all they'll all be cool colors and we couldn't call them popsicles or we might get sued. We can call them by fruit names like "cherry berries" for the hot pink. We can really get creative. Maybe Karen could get some of her friends to come over one day for playing and creativity sessions."

"No, no more girls." Timmy insisted. "They keep pulling my peepee and feeling my bag. Jamie touches it all the time and Shaqueta squeezes the tip so she can look in my pee hole. Karen puts that brush in my butt. I don't want anymore girls to come."

"Well, Timmy, that's just not your decision to make. If they come you will let them touch and play to as much as they want." His mother was quick to respond.

"Hey, they're looking so good. I'm anxious to take them on the road. Why don't you let me run to Cloth World and get the patterns for shirts and some extra material so we can make the pouchsciles and the half shirts. We can put the little guys in pouchsicles and finish the bigger boys' outfits with the shirts." Susan was revitalized and anxious to show off the boys' dicks—especially Steven's cute long appendage poking through the mesh, the pink mushroom head, and the tight little ball sack. She had to get Sammy's cut. It just made the whole thing a little more intriguing.

Marjorie was beginning to feel like extra baggage, "Hey, what about making mine naked or at the very least showing off their little peters too. Why is it the bigger boys are getting top billing on the exposure?"

"You can put them in mesh too, but we need to show off the new line of colors too. The little ones don't seem to be as embarrassed as the bigger boys. That little bit of embarrassment makes their facial expressions and activities much more interesting. After all we want the women of the world to say, we want to humiliate our boys by ridding them of any semblance of modesty and provide our daughters with creative playtimes. Don't we?" Andrea tried to reason with her.

"Remember we are going to put all four in the short shorts. Then their little boy parts can play hide and seek with the general public. All of them will be a real time peep show." Sharon tried to reassure Marjorie as well.

"I'm gone. Be back in an hour or two and then we can get this show on the road literally. If he's out of line brush and salt him really heavily. I'm getting tired of his argumentative attitude." Susan pointed at her son as she spoke and walked to the door.

"Well what are we going to do until she gets back?" Andrea shrugged.

Karen spoke up. "We make the twins clean each other off before we put sunscreen on their penises. We could make them all do it to each other and get some good pictures of that. Wanna watch?"

Acting as if they hadn't observed the other sessions from the upstairs window, Marjorie responded, "Well, that would be fun. Let's get them protected from the rays."

"I want Steven to have to do Teddy's. Can we make him do it? Please, please, Karen." Jamie was exercising her creativity.

"Okay, let's start with you Teddy. Jamie rub it good and make it real hard." Karen ordered. With that the ladies, each carrying coffee, sat at the patio table and watched the activity. Jamie had Teddy lying with his legs spread and she gently slapped the erecting shaft to and fro. "Go ahead and pinch the tip and give it some shaking, Jamie." Karen coached.

"Okay it's pretty hard now." The younger girl shouted.

"Shaqueta why don't you work on Timmy's so he's ready for Sammy after these two get done?" Karen was in-charge. The little black girl began to stimulate the contrasting white and pink penis pulling and playing with the rose colored nut sack. Half her attention was placed on the up and coming show. "Now, Steven, get over here and start licking. I want Teddy's penis clean for the sunscreen. Just start licking it and you better do the sack and the dick."

"I don't want to." Steven objected. "That's too gay."

"That's also a three minute brushing of that little pucker hole this morning, wanna make it six?" Karen was brutal. The women all feigned surprise with an artifical "oooooo" in unison. Karen picked up the brush and waved it back and forth, "Now, get going mister and don't give me any more of your lip." Steven's eyes began to water. His penis still stiff, still poking through one of the holes in the mesh as he walked toward the silent little boy with his legs pulled back exposing not only his genitals but his anus too.

"No, you can brush me all you want, I'm not going to do it." Teary eyed the boy again rebuffed the instruction.

"That's six minutes and lots of salt. Now we'll work on ten minutes. That should scrub off your little trap door forever. Do you want to have a problem holding your shit in? You're about to have at least a few days of no control. You better rethink that buster." Karen stated with a devilish smile as she twirled the brush. "One, two, th…" Knowing the number three had a history of being as high as his mother went, Steven bent to lick the little boy's scrotum. Sticking his tongue out, he touched the base of the tight little ball sack.

"Lick it boy, lick it." Jamie joined the coaching team as the women jockeyed for the best visual vantage point. Karen replaced the brush with her camera and began shooting video of the event.

"Okay now suck his balls into your mouth and wash them with your tongue." Karen continued. Steven engulfed the little boys scrotum sucking it all in. The saliva was dripping out from around the base of Teddy's ball sack. "Now Steven, I will reduce a minute of brush time for every minute you stick your tongue in Teddy's butt hole."

The thought made the ladies cringe and almost brought protest from Sharon. But she was curious about how that would play out so she delayed intervention. Her son was now working on the little boy's penis trying to delay the suggested activity. Secretly, using his tongue to explore the boys dick head was kind of fun. He actually found himself trying to push his tongue in the urethra.

"His butt hole, his butt hole, Steven!" Shaqueta's voice was aroused and excited.

"Yeah, Steven, put your tongue in his butt hole," Jamie chimed as she pulled the younger boys butt cheeks apart. "Right in there, Steven. Do it!"

Again Steven was compelled by the offer of less brush time. He was curious about how bad it could be as he again explored the clean pink hole with the tip of his tongue. He touched it and then backed off as if to see if there was a taste. "No, you gotta put it in there, not just lick it." Karen insisted. The boy took another plunge and tried very hard to push it in, but it was difficult.

"Honey, work your finger in and push it in and out first. You have to make it loose for your tongue." Sharon suggested. Her advice was quickly accepted by her still tearing son. His index finger stopped at the entrance. "Go ahead, Steven, push it harder until it goes all the way in. Then just push it in and out until his little hole relaxes." She continued to coach. Steven replaced his finger at he door to Teddy's bowels. Applying more pressure and with a sense of determination he pushed until it was buried up to the knuckle. Teddy groaned in pain at the intrusion. "Now push it in an out. You know back and forth, back and forth for a minute or two. Then push two fingers in and keep working it. There you go."

"Geeeezzz Sharon you sound pretty experienced at this. Just what kind of kinky stuff do you and Dave do?" Andrea teased.

"That's enough, Andrea." Sharon retorted.

"Okay, now the tongue." Karen was getting impatient.

"Yeah, now the tongue." Jamie enjoined.

Pulling his fingers out, Steven reapproached the cavity with his extended tongue. Pressing it against the opening this time it was accepted quickly. Momentarily, he removed his tongue and began spitting as if to rid himself of a vile taste. "Put it in there so we can start erasing brush time." Karen encouraged from behind the digital camera. Again, he buried his tongue and he seemed to have acclimated to the situation. "Okay, I'll give you one minute credit. Keep it up." Karen wasn't timing but she was so entertained the credit was liberally doled out to encourage continuation. "That's two minutes, but now I want some action. You know move your tongue around. Maybe a little licking." As Steven began to comply a sudden pleasure groan was heard from Teddy. His little mast was fully extended as this sensitive area was stimulated. "That's three minutes. You can stop for awhile. Now, for every time you make Teddy do that little wiggle thing. You know what Mom calls orgasm, I'll erase another minute. But here's how you have to do the first one. Put your finger up his butt again and then start licking and sucking on this." She gently pulled on the little boy's penis."

"Good lord, I think I'm getting wet," Marjorie observed. "This is really something. Look Teddy hasn't been that still in months. Look at him he's just staring off in space."

Steven inserted his index finger and began wiggling it around its surroundings as he orally serviced Teddy's penis. It didn't take thirty seconds until the little boy was pushing Steven's head firmly down on his gentials and wiggling. Suddenly a flop followed by a gasp with heavy breathing. "Well now, you're down to two minutes of brush time. Wasn't that easy? You can shift to freestyle if you want. Do whatever you can to make him do that flopping thing again. If he gives you a problem slap his ass hard. The handprint won't last the day so our moms won't complain."

Through combined gyrations with as limited oral contact as possible, Steven was able over the fifteen minutes which followed to get Teddy's little ass off the table twice more negating his punishment. "Okay next up, Timmy. You do what your brother did, just lie up here." Karen instructed as she patted the table. "Okay Sammy you saw what I want, get going."

"It's okay Sammy you'll get used to it," Steven reassured his friend.

Sammy was able to avoid having to orally stimulate Timmy's anus. He was very compliant having watched what happened to Steven. Karen however made three orgasms the stopping point and invited Sammy to do whatever, but all three had to be induced by sucking or licking. The only use of the hands was to shove fingers in his recipient's anus.

After servicing the younger boys, she made them return the favor to their older suitors. Each of the seven year olds had to insert their tongues into the respective older boys' holes. It was evident they were well stimulated as both of the older boys quickly reached orgasm. Just as Timmy was finishing Sammy and still had his tongue implanted, Susan walked in the door.

"Oh, Mom, you should have seen it. Steven had to stick his tongue in Teddy's butt and Teddy and Timmy had to do it to Steven and Sammy. Sammy had to suck on Timmy's wiener and bag. It was great, Mom. Karen made them do it or she was going to brush their holes." Shaqueta was excited to report almost a blow by blow description.

"Yeah, send Susan to the store and then have a lot of fun when she's gone. Thanks, girls. I missed the whole thing." Susan was half resentful. "Well, here's the material. Let's get busy. Then we can go," her voice changed to sing, "Downtown".

The women adjourned to the sewing area upstairs and left the boys in the care of the girls. Two hours later, the mothers returned. Steven still clad in his half inch mesh thong was summoned to try on the matching mesh half shirt. "Oh look his little peepee is still sticking out the hole," Marjorie noticed.

"Shaqueta wouldn't let me put it back in. She said I had to keep it out so she could pinch it." Steven indignantly explained. "Karen said if I didn't do what Shaqueta said I'd get the brush and salt."

"You know that brush and salt gets their attention more than the belt did." Marjorie pointed out.

"Maybe we have found a new improved discipline tool," Susan concurred. "I think I'll stop by the housewares department and get me a bottle brush for home."

"If you do, make sure it's stiff bristled or it won't work," Sharon observed as she slipped the half shirt over her son's head. "Oh now, hey, that looks finished. He really looks finished with that half shirt. Look you can see his little nipples and that beautiful tan. Look here at his little belly button. I'm kind of glad he isn't an outty." Sharon put her finger in her son's navel.

"I like how his brown, well pronounced abs offset his peter there." Andrea observed.

"I hope my boys keep on developing shapely legs like his too. Very firm and well pronounced especially those calves." Marjorie added her two cents.

"Excellent. He can wear this outfit to most any party." Sharon summarized.

"I'm not going to wear this anywhere but here, am I?" Steven acted clueless.

"Oh, Steven, you're going to wear it to the pool, the beach, around the neighborhood, a…."

"The neighborhood? Come on Mom, not around the neighborhood."

"Well, Honey, I'm going to see if we can't ask the Coach Hawkins if you can't dress out in this for P.E. rather than those heavy old shorts and t-shirts."

"No, Mom, Coach Hawkins is a girl and the other kids will see me."

"Honey, you'll be in middle school next year. Coach Hawkins sees all the boys. You guys have to shower after P.E. and she supervises that. It isn't like elementary where you don't even change clothes. So you wouldn't be showing her anything she wouldn't see anyway. And look at it this way its only one hour three times a week." Then as an after though she added, "In fact, I may even suggest to Mrs. Hawkins that she make you have little dickie here stick out like he is right now."

"God, that Coach Hawkins has quite a job, doesn't she? I mean all those naked little boys parading around in front of her," Susan sighed.

"Well, when you've been doing it for as long as she has, you probably get used to it. Kind of like a doctor. Soon you'd lose the thrill." Marjorie replied.

"Don't kid yourselves. Why do you think doctors wear the lab coats and loose fitting scrubs? You just assume it's to prevent things from getting on them, I think you'd find it is also to prevent things from showing out." Andrea half jokingly remarked.

"Anyway Steven, you will wear whatever Coach Hawkins and I agree on for P. E. and right now I'm inclined toward the half inch mesh outfit. We'll see after we make your short shorts. Maybe I'll change my mind. But, rest assured, it will be one of the two."

"Mom, the boys will laugh at me in the mesh thing. I'll wear the shorts, but not the mesh pleeeeeezzzzzeeee."

"I said, we'll see. Now go and get ready we're going downtown in a few minutes. Right after we fit Sammy with the half shirt and the twins with their pouchsicles."

"Their what?" Steven was perplexed.

"Pouchsicles! You'll see, now just go over there and try to stay dry until we go."

After putting Teddy in a chartreuse thong and half shirt and his brother in a hot pink set, Andrea took charge, "Ladies, ladies, let's load them up and take them to town for some photographs. Sammy, Steven, you're ready? Girls, round up the twins and bring them out to the Wooten's van. We're on our way downtown. Oh, Karen, grab the digital and make sure we have a blank card for it. We're going to take a lot of pictures."