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

copyright 2006 by Sir Cum Sizemore, all rights reserved 

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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."

  
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