Josh's Letter 1
by Tim Thomasson
timthommass@yahoo.com

copyright 2005 by Tim Thomasson, all rights reserved 

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Dear Sirs,

We here in Huntsville have been following your Nudie
Juvie program for some time now. Finally, after months
of tracking your progress, we decided to implement our
own program based upon the rousing success rates
reported in altering adolescence behavior, although we
have modified the program to suit the purposes of our
community.

Rather than bore you with statistics, or worse yet,
send a tedious report that reads like the minutes of
the church councils last meeting, it was decided that
you might best learn of our program through the words
of one of our original detanees.

Enclosed is a letter containing his experiences this
past Friday. My expectations are that his letter will
give you a clearer understanding of our program than
any words I could put down on paper.

Sincerely,
Gerald McMichaels
City Council Chairman

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As part of my in class assignment I was told to write
you and explain the Nudie Juvie program as it is here
in Huntsville.

The first thing I did was look up your program on
line. Boy, there sure have been changes here as
compared to the program you all run. Especially
lately.

Where to start. I guess I should tell you of my
weekend but before I do that I guess I should point
out two basic differences in the programs. First, no
one can be charge of another here unless they have
first gone through the program themselves. I guess I
was kinda lucky in that as one of the first kids
through the people in charge of me were all adults,
and you all don't have near the imagination that we
do. Secondly was the change that occurred just last
week. And man, what a shock this was! Not only the
town, but the county as well, voted to amend the
original rules. Now anyone who is a teenager or
younger is subject to being entered into Nuvie Juvie.
Yeah. You heard me right. If you haven't reached your
twentieth birthday, in this area anyway, you are still
considered a kid. I was told by my parents that this
change occurred because of several reasons. Because of
how effective it had been in altering our behavior,
like, we all now say "Yes Sir and Yes Ma'am", all the
time, and they see no reason that should stop just
because you reach a certain age. Because they decided
that the Ndie Juvie program would actually be a better
deterrent for those over 14 than those under 14, and
trust me, it is a deterrent, and because many of the
older kids were seen as taking advantage of the
younger kids, knowing that the rules of Nudie Juvie
didn't apply to them. Well not anymore.

As you might have guessed I have very mixed feelings
on this change. I mean it's awesome that all those
High Schoolers are now subject to the same punishment
as us, but I can't believe I can still be placed in
this program for another six years! That just too much
for me to even think about. You know?

Ok. I am running out of time so I got to start my
story. Anything I forgot? Maybe it will show up in my
story.

MY WEEKEND.........by Josh Andrews.

Funny how things have changed around Huntsville over
the past year and Eric is perfect example of this.
Now Eric is one year older than me, he is 14, and
until recently he was considered a bit of a stuck up,
as well as other stuff, I guess because he is on all
the sport teams and is good looking, at least the
girls all think so. And he sure has a tuff body and I
ought to know as my story starts on Friday afternoon
with me and Eric walking back from City Hall, the
program is held in the basement there, with Eric
walking one step ahead me, as I had ordered, wearing
nothing but a T-shirt that has been cut so high that
it rides above his belly button. I had Eric walking in
front of me for two reasons. I wanted to look at
his bottom and how bright red it was from all his
spankings, and two, I wanted to have a clear look at
peoples faces when they saw Eric, and if he was
walking behind me I might not see them as well. As the
fact he could maybe run up right behind me and try to
hide himself. This way he couldn't.

Was so sweet to, or at least I sure thought so, when
the first person our age we ran into was Sarah. Now
Sarah ain't pretty nor is she ugly, just another girl
I guess who happened to have had a crush on Eric at
one time only to be blown off. Should have seen her
eyes when we turned the corner. Bugged eyed! Anyway, I
made Eric stop right away so that I could talk to
Sarah. Now I ain't so good yet at explaining how a
conversation goes on paper but this is how it went
down.

All Sarah did at first was stare at Eric, especially
his cock and balls, before turning to me and smiling,
then asking if he was my slave. (We call 'em slaves
here when we are in charge of them.) I made Eric
answer her and should have seen her face light up when
he really shyly said "Yes Ma'am." I told her that Eric
had to answer everyone who spoke to him with some
manners from now on. She was loving that. I mean she
asked Eric four, maybe five questions in a row just to
hear him addressing her as Ma'am.

Seeing how much Sarah was eating this all up, she was
enjoying this as much as Eric was hating it, I decided
to talk to her some more. It was so great watching
Eric turning all sorts of red when I made him tell
Sarah all about what a bad boy he was, and yeah, I
made him call himself a 'bad boy'. I next made him
tell Sarah about how just before we left I had spanked
him like the little boy he was. He was like all but
shaking when he told Sarah how he had to go over my
knee and how I had spanked him, really hard, with the
hair brush. In fact Eric got so nervous that I had to
prompt him a few times, like when telling Sarah how he
had cried. But I think the best part was when I made
him tell Sarah, in the same voice he had used when
over my knee, of how he had begged me to stop. Think
about it. Here is this stud, naked in the middle of
the street, in front of some girl he had blown off,
having to squeal out "Please stop Josh. My butt so
hurts man. STOP!" I would have continued but Sarah had
orders to be home by 4 or else and nobody in this
town disobeys a order from their parents. Like nobody.
Even so, I could see her disappointment and she is a
really nice person, even helps me with my homework
sometimes, so, I made Eric promise her that we would
stop by her house sometime this weekend. That made her
so happy she actually skipped a step.

I was kinda bummed that we really didn't run into
anyone else on the way back to Eric's house, but that
was ok once we got there. Just so you know. We have to
report in at the parents house once we leave the
center. Those are just the rules. I guess so the
parents will know they have been there.

Anyway, when we get to Eric's house it was really
kinda cool. I mean we entered the front room and come
to find out his mom was having some card game. So
there stood Eric, in all his glory, in front of all
these women. Now, the rules are all a little blurred,
in my mind anyway, as to who exactly is in charge when
we are around parents. I mean not normally, but in
cases like this. Me or his parents. But it seemed as
if his mom wanted me to be in charge. 

So, the first thing I made him do was walk over to the
table so he was standing right next to his mom and the
other women and have him tell them about his
afternoon. Dude was so embarrassed, but it got worse.
One of the other mom's there started commenting about
how mature Eric was for his age so of course I jumped
right in on that. I told him to take off his T-shirt
then made him clasp his hands behind his back. Then I
proceeded to explain all about Eric compared to other
dudes development.

To start off with I had the woman closest to him run
her hands through the hairs under his pits, explaining
that a lot of guys, like me for example, still didn't
have any hair there. That brought for some smiles. It
was Mrs. Culter who made mention of how much hair Eric
had on his legs, so I had him lift and place his leg
up on the table so they could all feel it while
pointing out how he was even trying to grow some on
his thighs. Finally, a chuckle. But it was his mom who
got down and pointed straight at her son's dick and
proudly told the room, "See what a man my boy is
becoming!" Whoa. Did that bring some forth some
laughs or what?

Enough that I wanted to one up her, so, with a
flourish I said, "Yeah. But he's not there yet!" All
the ladies were like what do you mean? So I had Eric
turn around, then spread his legs as far as possible,
then grab his ankles, so that he was as spread eagle
as I could get him, showing his pucker hole, then
said, "See. No butt hairs yet!" Talk about some oow's
and ahh's? All five ladies had to get up and ran their
hands across his crack to feel for themselves. When I
had him stand up Eric was one blushing dude.

But no way I was done yet. Looking at his mom I could
see a flush in her face that was just weird man. Then
the truth struck me. She hadn't seen Eric all naked
since he was maybe nine and the last time she had to
give him a bath. Besides, Eric was embarrassed, not
humiliated. And that had to change. So in my most
polite voice I told Eric to show his mom what kind of
a man he was becoming. That got to him. I mean he
started to beg with me, promising to do anything,
anything but that, but I just look at him and in my
hard voice told him, "Eric. You can do this with a
spanking. Or without. But either way dude. You are
doing it!" The ladies snickered at that.

I wish I some great author, or at least older, so I
could really tell you how green Eric kinda turned. Or
the way he was starting to sob, dryly, as his hand
reached for his dick. Or the way the room went so
quiet as Eric started to move his hand up and down his
soft shaft. But it wasn't soft for long. And the
harder and longer it grew? The more the women started
to talk, loudly. Soon he was erect. But it was that
softer kind of erection. The real hardness wasn't
there. Even so? I had Eric stop and place his hands
back on top of his head so that his erection was the
center of attraction. 

Looking at his mom, I grinned, then softly said, "You
do know that Eric will get much harder than this don't
you." Her _expression said no. I simply nodded my yes,
then went to open my backpack. Man. How Eric was
pleading for me not to do 'that'. Got to where as I
was digging he was starting to shake, as well as 
pleaded so hard and so loudly that his mom finally
told him, with a bite in her voice, to be quiet. It
was at this point I pulled out the dildo. Total
silence as the women just stared. Loving all the
attention I next pulled out the tube of jelly and got
a giant clump on the end of it. Then started talking
to them. Explaining how this all works. 

First I pointed out the strap. How it was attached to
the dildo so that after I insert the dildo I could
then lock it into place behind him. I also pointed out
how flesh toned the strap was, as to blend it with
Eric's coloring. Talk about some open mouths? Was
funny really. Next I had Eric re assume the position,
spread eagle again that is, then slowly inserted the
dildo. At first all you could hear was some soft
groaning from Eric, then, we all hear this soft plfft
sound as it finally got through his opening. Now that
got their attention. As well as Eric's. Making him
stand back up I made sure the strap was locked, before
stepping back and telling his mom, and her friends, 
now this will show what kind of a man Eric truly is.

Holding up a small black box about the size of a
small phone I stood beside Eric's mom and said, "See.
There are ten settings here. And all of them will
cause the dildo to move inside of Eric, with one being
just a little and ten being a lot. OK?" Mrs. McGregor
just shook her head yes. "Now with Eric I bet if we
just turn it to five we will see what a real erection
looks like. Want to see?" She was all for it, so I put
it on five, then turned, as did everyone else, to look
at Eric.

Geez. If they used this on dance floors people would
be amazed. You know. I mean Eric was turning colors,
and he was all but trying to jump out of skin, and
that was just in the first minute. Right after that he
started to get all vocal, these deep sounds, and right
after that, he started getting really hard. I turned
it down to one as soon as it was obvious to a blind
man that Eric as hard as he was ever going to get.

Man. What a sight. All these old ladies, Ok, sorry,
all these mom's, were just looking at Eric as he
danced in place with an erection that was pointing
straight to the sky. His mouth open. His eyes closed.
I wasn't sure what to do next, until I remember
something that was said at the center today, then I
made Eric stand right next to his mom and ask her to,
"Please feel my dick Mommy." Everybody laughed at
that, almost as much as they laughed as when his mom
reached out and took hold Eric's hard dick, and you
should have heard them when he all but dropped to his
knees as she grabbed hold. Now. Now I could tell the
dude was staring to feel humiliated. 

I then told Mrs. McGregor that I was sorry, but we had
things to to do and could we be excused, and she said
ok, although I didn't think she was going to at first.
Especially the way she looked when Eric started to
walk away from her, as if her opinion didn't matter.
Seeing that look I decided to take advantage of the
situation, meaning all of her friends were there, and
all innocently like I asked her when was the last time
she had spanked Eric herself. She said, "Oh, that has
been years ago." The reactions of her friends put her
on the spot, and I played upon that by saying, "Yeah.
That was kind of what Mrs. Walker guessed at the
center." Noticing she was looking a little red in the
face herself, as well as looking for support and
finding none I brightly said, "Hey! I have an idea.
Why don't I take Eric's dildo off while you find the
brush. Maybe a good spanking will teach him to respect
you again, and to ask your permission before just
walking away." As I had guessed no way she could say
no with all of her friends there.

I don't know if Eric was more relieved that the dildo
was being taken out, the dude sure let out with a sigh
of relief as it slid out though, or more scared that
his mom had returned to the room with the brush. Kinda
hard to tell when he refused to look at me. But what
was strange was that his mom looked all but scared
herself, as if she were walking into the room with a
bomb or something instead of a brush. I mean I would
have bet there was no such thing as a parent who
hadn't spanked there kid in this county, and had I
bet, I would have lost.

But it just wasn't me that picked up on this fact as
it was Mrs. McGregor's friends who were egging her on.
As well as giving her a really hard time. Saying all
sorts of things to her, like, "Joann. You mean to tell
me you haven't been spanking that boy? What is wrong
with you." The way they were talking to her wasn't
really all that nice, maybe not a put down, but they
sure weren't hiding their disapproval.

Mrs. McGregor, you could tell, was now getting all
sorts of mad at being embarrassed by all of her
friends, so it was with some real heat that she told
Eric to get over here, "Now!" Having learned my
lessons the hard way I decided to do the same to Eric
and gently whispered into his ear. Flushing really
bright red, he started to turn towards me, before
sorta nodding yes, then walking towards his mom. Then,
once at her side, he again addressed her as ordered.
With a, "Yes Mommy?" Again those words again drew more
than a few high pitched cackles of approval, and that,
and the sudden smirk of control that sprung up out of
nowhere on Mrs. McGregor's face, told me that Eric had
better start getting use to calling his mom, Mommy.
Noticing that his mom was looking at me, I grinned at
said, "Well Ma'am? Ain't you his Mommy?" And for the
first time since she had returned to the room she
smiled a real smile, a smile that seemed from the
heart, as she said, "Yes, yes I am. And it's high time
this boy was reminded of that fact!"

At this point something changed inside of her I guess,
because her _expression was now a look I had seen only
too often myself, and with no warning she just grabbed
Eric's wrist and told him to, "Come on boy. Get over
your Mommy's lap."

You know, it's only because I have too that I am
writing this part, but, it was kinda hot watching all
that happened next. I think it could be that part of
it was just watching Eric being treated like a little
boy by his Mommy. The way he cringed when starting to
bend over her knee. The way he wiggled all around at
first, once over her knee. Or the way his butt was
sticking up, as if the dude was all but asking for his
Mommy to spank him. At least that's how it was
appearing. All of that and his now babyish voice
pleading with his 'Mommy' not to spank him, or at
least not too hard. Nothing I could dream up, nothing
I could imagine, would have ever been able to reduced
him the way this was. Nothing.

If his mom heard him she obviously didn't care as
before he could say one more stupid thing in that
silly voice his mom just let go with this huge smack!
And then a whole lot more really quickly. I mean she
was spanking him! Know what I mean? As it sure didn't
take long before he was kinda jumping and then
kicking, and then, sure enough, crying. And his mom
didn't stop until he was doing kicks so high I though
he might actually hit her in the head.

Once his mom stopped she had this kinda strange
_expression on her face, as if she was stunned
speechless at what she had done, before grinning all
crookedly, then looked down at Eric, then waited until
he wasn't crying so hard, and then started hand
spanking him. Asking him all those parent type
questions. Such as, "Are you going to start listening
to me young man or are we going to have to repeat
this?" Dude sure answered with some loud "Yes
Ma'am's", that's for dang sure.

That would have been the end of that entry save one
little surprise at the end. I guess I am the only one
in town who does this to my slaves, but, once Eric was
off his mom's lap? He was jumping up and then down,
arms folded across his chest, then grabbing his head
as he all but screaming at me, then his mom, "Please.
Please may I have permission to rub my butt. Oh
please!" I refused to say anything and just watched
him jump like three steps this way, then four that
way, before his mom caught her breath, and gave in.

Being that I was hungry we had gone into the kitchen
and Eric's mom was really nice and made us snack and
everything before going up to his room to chill for
just a bit. I mean I needed a break, almost as badly,
well maybe, as Eric did. Anyway, about an hour later,
we hear noise from the room next door. Seems that his
brother had come home. His brother is named Evan, I
think his parents like the letter E, and I could tell
by the voices that he had a friend with him. Now Evan
is a year younger than me, but unlike Eric he isn't
stuck on himself or anything. In fact we played on the
same little league team last year and were kinda
friendly even though he is still in grade school, a
6th grader. But what I did know for sure was that Eric
wasn't really all that nice to Evan. Always teasing
him, or picking on him, or using his age and size to
intimidate him. I was thinking to myself, "Now this
could be fun."

Yeah, I could tell by the _expression of Eric's face
he could hear them as well and the look on my face
gave me away, for sure, because Eric suddenly was
making all kinds of promises, in a hoarse whisper,
trying hard to keep his voice from being heard next
door. I mean he literally fell on his knees and begged
me to let him suck me off. Telling me "Dude. I will
suck you so dry you will cry." And when that didn't
work he just started whimpering. All that did was make
me want to get into Evan's room as fast as possible.
So without a word I picked up my backpack and told him
to come along, "Little boy."

Not sure how to say this, but add a sigh here. That is
what I felt when walking into Evan's room. I mean him
and Tony, a friend of his who I don't really know,
were just laying on the floor and playing with their
Magic cards and looked up as to if to say hi. Just as
they were about to say hi, they saw Eric, and I have
never seen expressions change so fast as theirs just
did. Becoming looks that were gleefully evil.

First thing they did, well, besides the obvious,
staring at Eric's stuff and his naked body, was to
start asking questions. So many in fact that I
couldn't answer one before ten more questions came
back at me. Finally, I held my hand up for silence,
then had Eric walk into the center of the room, clasp
his hands behind his back and spread his feet so that
he was at parade rest, so that his balls were hanging
free, and so that Eric's dick was eye level to them
sitting on the floor, and said, "Ok, you may ask all
the questions you want of Eric, but one question at a
time. Ok?"

They asked all sorts of questions, I mean first they
were asking about Nudie Juvie. Examples of their
questions and Eric's answers were, "How many people
were there?" Too many. Lots. "Did you have to perform
in front of them?" A soft, yeah. "Girls too?" A
blushing, yes. "So tell me bro. Did you cum in front
of them?" It took me smacking Eric's ass one time, but
hard, before he answer, glassy eyed, with a, un-huh.
"How many tokens did Josh collect?" Even Eric had been
afraid to ask that question. Here, you can sell your
slave to others, meaning you are giving tokens away,
say if you want their enemy to spank them or whatever,
or you can have others bid on your slave. Meaning you
are tokens ahead. And as long as you have 20 tokens,
the price it cost to keep that person for a day, that
person is your slave. In another words, as long as you
have tokens, that person is yours. As for me, I was
mighty proud of myself, I had taken the forty tokens,
enough for two days, and parlayed Eric into a hundred.
All Eric could do was gasp, "No way." Before I could
answer Evan responded for me, in a rough voice,
saying, "Serves you right for calling me a cock sucker
in front of all my friends!"

That was my cue! I looked at Evan and said, "Eric did
what?" I was listening to Evan as he told me, and man,
was he all butt hurt or what, of how Eric had called
him that name, and others, the other day at the mall,
in front of his friends. But it was Eric I was staring
at, enjoying the look of horror on his face as I put
on my happy, oh so fake smile. One that told Eric, "Oh
you know I will."

Waiting until Evan was through, keeping my _expression
as blank as possible, after all, I didn't want to give
myself away just yet, now did I, before slowly spewing
out my disgust. Of how I couldn't believe that Eric
would do that. Much less to his own brother. Then
muttered to the room, "Well I guess it's not that
surprising, huh. I mean that's why your all's dad
placed Eric in the program to begin with, isn't it?
His mouth and tude." Then shook my head and looked
away, as if I was unable to grasp that fact, although
in truth it was actually to hide my grin, before
turning slowly back to Evan, then softly asking him,
"Hey man. How about we set things right?" As I think I
said, Evan is a really person but I sure wouldn't want
him on my side for a debate. He just stood there
looking at me, with this blank look on his face. Not
that Tony was, his look said he caught it all. And was
loving it.

"Dude." I said, "I see only one way to even the score.
We are going to have Eric suck your dick!" Ka-ching! I
could see the light bulb going off over Evan's head.
Finally. One that was matched by a smile that all but
glowed. But instead of saying anything, Evan just
stood there. Then it came to me. Then I understood. It
is one thing to hear it, something different to
actually believe it. Evan had been under Eric's
control for so long that he was having trouble
accepting that this could be true. "Well", I thought
to myself, "That is easily enough corrected."

"Eric" I barked, "Put you hands on top of you head."
He did. Looking at Evan I just smiled and said,
"See how well your brother takes orders?" Then kinda
laughed. Next I walked behind him so that we were both
facing Evan and Tony, then mouthed a watch this and
put my tongue In Eric's ear and swirled it around
until he started to breath heavy. Then I wrapped my
arms around him and grabbed his nipples and squeezed,
hard. Next I walked in front of him and grabbed Evan's
hands and placed them on Eric's chest, and told him,
"Come on man. He's all yours!" Then stepped back.
It took a moment, and even with that Evan refused to
look his brother in the eye, still scared I think, but
sure enough he started to run his hands all over
Eric's body, touching him everywhere, everywhere but
there.

Telling Evan to stop for a moment I wanted to ask him
why he was refusing to touch his brother's stuff. I
mean I knew Tony was game, he was bouncing in
anticipation, like a relay runner just waiting for the
baton to be handed off. But rather than put Evan on
the spot I decided to do so to Eric. Taking his right
hand off his head, I lowered it until it was laying on
his cock, then told his, "Ok dude. I want you to start
jerking yourself off." And I got to admit, Eric had
been tough all afternoon long. Save for being spanked:
he had been quiet, Stoic, prideful. Until now. Not
that he said anything but you could tell by his body
language. The way his bottom lip was trembling, the
way his body kept swaying back, as if trying to get
away. All of this and yet, in the end, the friction
got to him. 

I guess that is what broke the barriers down for Evan,
because without even asking me for permission the next
thing I knew his hands that were on Eric's dick,
stroking him, while saying, "Huh. Your not such a big
man after all. Are you Eric!" And saying it with such
belief you would have thought Eric was three inches,
instead of a healthy six.

Grabbing ahold of Eric's hair I forced him onto his
knees and demanded that he ask his brother's
permission to suck his dick. Wasn't easy on Eric,
that's for sure, as each word came out on it's own,
like, "Please." then a pause, "Evan." then another
pause, until he finally got it all out. At first I
thought maybe Evan was going to chicken out, until I
said the magic words, "Evan? If the situations were
reversed? What would your brother do?" I swear those
words weren't even out of my mouth before the dude was
fumbling with his pants.

Dang. Evan might be a year younger than me but he is
already more developed than I am. I mean he has a full
bush of hair and the dick that lay there was already
as long as his brothers. Walking up to his brother the
first thing Evan did was run his soft dick over his
brothers face, looking all but dazed as he told Tony,
"This feels so good." Once Evan's dick was no longer
small, I harshly demanded that Eric lick his lips.
"Show your brother how much you want him inside you."
You could feel the tension growing in the room as Eric
fought for control. But lick his lips he did. Slowly.
Once Eric's lips were wet Evan could really no longer
hold onto his emotions and took over the show. Holding
his semi-erect dick in his hand he thrust his dick
into his brothers mouth, and ignoring Eric's wet eyes,
panted, "Come on bro. Suck my dick." What a show, I
mean Evan was trying to hold out as long as he could,
going as far as pulling his now throbbing dick out of
Eric's mouth and telling him to kiss it. Running his
hard boyhood all over Eric's face, sometimes even
going so far as to whisper, "Yeah. I want to see my
white cum all over your face." Before thrusting
himself back into Eric.

The change in Evan told me he was mere seconds from
cumming, so I quickly told him to let his brother know
when he was about to shoot his load, then told Eric,
"Man. For your ass's sake, you had better catch it
all. I don't want you to swallow a drop. Got it?
Catch it all in your mouth and hold it there." I no
more got those words out, and a small nod of
understanding from Eric, before Evan screamed, "I AM
CUMMING!" Then all but went into spasms. I mean he was
rocking back and forth, moaning, then opening and
closing his eyes in disbelief, before finally gasping
out a "Man. Oh man. That felt so good." then all but
falling backwards. Letting his hard dick flop in the
air, a small trace of white still on it.

I gave us all a moment to catch our breath before
looking at Eric, his head hanging to the floor, and
telling him to look up. Boy, did Eric look small or
what, still on his hands and knees, with moist, red
eyes. But somehow that made what came next seem even
better as I ordered him to open wide. Making him show
us the giant white collected of cum inside his mouth.
Then ordering to him to ask his brother's permission,
to say, "Please Evan. May I swallow your cum." Even I
was surprised at the change in Evan. I mean he said
sure, but made him do so slowly, all but clapping his
hands together as he made Eric run his tongue across
his teeth, saying, "I don't want you to miss a drop of
my cum bro." That done I made Eric crawl to his
brother and lick his dick clean, telling him, as if I
was mad, that he had missed a drop. Before telling
him, "Next time Eric. You had better make sure you
suck the dude dry!"

Now, I am not going into a lot of detail about Tony,
not that it wasn't fun to watch Eric suck him off.
Just that Tony is a quick comer. I mean the dude had
no more than put his hairless dick in Eric's mouth
than he was cumming. Or at least he was having that
kinda of reaction, even if no cum actually appeared. 

I was thinking of leaving the room when a sudden
thought occurred to me. I turned to Evan and told him
to take his shorts and briefs off, "Please." He look
all confused, however, he did. Next I had Evan spread
his legs out and bend over, showing his tight little
hole, before telling Eric, "I want you to kiss your
brothers ass!" Then, as it were an after thought,
added, " And while your down there? I want you to suck
his hole! And use your tongue. And he had better feel
you inside him. Show him how sorry you are for all
those times you called him an asshole." I don't now
who was squirming more, Evan as Eric's tongue
penetrated him, or Eric, as he fought from gagging.
All I know for sure is that there was a whole lot of
squirming going on. Even if only one was was smiling
once they were done.

I felt all but wasted again and I knew if I felt this
way then Eric just had to. So much as I hated to, we
left Evan's room and went back to Eric's. Where we
both layed down for a kinda nap. Me on the bed. Him on
the floor. Until his mom called up that it was time
for dinner.

Standing up as Eric did I said, "Wait. Not so fast.
Where are your manners?" I demanded. He looked all
confused until I barked out, "You know you need to be
at attention when we walk into the dining room." By
now Eric was no longer bothering to look at me with
those big eyes, as if trying to silently plead, nope,
he just put his hand on dick and jerked until he was
rock hard and maybe this close to cumming. That's when
I made him stop.

You want to quiet a room. Try walking in with a dude
wearing only a cut off T-Shirt and sprouting a huge
boner. That will do the trick. Or did until his dad
laughed, and said, "Well. Well. What have we here?"
The way Eric flushed, cringed and all but started to
cry surprised me at first. Until I put one plus one
together. He might have played 'the man' to his Mommy
and little brother, but to his dad, to him Eric was
nothing more than a little boy. And Eric was reacting
accordingly.

Dinner was most entertaining. I mean the reactions of
his dad were all out there. To begin with the way his
dad all but roared the first time he heard Eric
addressing his mom as Mommy. Or the dark scowl that
silenced us all as he listened to his wife tell of how
she had to spank Eric today. Or the glint of approval
as Eric was made to explain to his dad, who yes, he
was now addressing formally, as in Father, how he had
sucked Evan off, then kissed his ass, trying to make
good on all the times he had called his little brother
names. As for me. Hey. I did what all parents love. I
kept my mouth shut and sat at the table with a
straight back and only talked when talked to. And even
then? I did so with manners. Good move I guess because
as soon as supper was done he told Eric and Evan to
clear the table and to wash the dishes, then stood up
and invited me into the front room, so that we could
have a 'man-to-man' talk.

Could have knocked me over. I was expecting one of
those kind of talks where I listen and the adult
talks. Instead, Mr. McGregor really wanted to talk
with me. In doing so he took my opinions to heart,
agreeing with me, strongly, when I stated that, "Eric
sure doesn't seem to respect his mom the way he
should. I think that needs to change. And I can't
think of a better way to start than by telling Eric
that from now on, Nudie Juvie or no Nudie Juvie, he
will address his mom as Mommy, be it here or out in
public. All Mr. McGregor said, was, "Consider it
done." Next I suggested that Mrs. McGregor bathe Eric
nightly. "This will reinforce the Eric is, in fact,
the boy, and that his mom is in the one in charge."
Mr. McGregor thought about that for a moment, then
smiled, and said, "Yes. I could see how doing that for
a few months just might do the trick." What? A few
months? Months? I had been thinking a night or two.
Wow! We talked a little more as he picked my brain on
ideas to keep Eric in line, and the one thing I know I
have is a fertile imagination. Poor Eric. But it was
his last request, while not surprising, that left me
thinking, hard, until my mind kicked in and I asked if
there was a phone I could borrow. There was.

All I had to do was raise my eyebrows and permission
was granted, with a smile. Opening the door for me all
Mr. McGregor said was, "Hurry back."



(I am sorry to leave you hanging, however, this class
is over and I have to go on to my next one. I am
especially sorry I didn't get done cause Mrs. Barlent
told me that next time this class meets, I have
to strip down to my underwear as soon as I enter the
room, then go and stand in the corner until the bell
rings. That way, she said, maybe instead of talking so
much I might keep my head down and my mind on my work.
That sure got some laughs. Oh well, could have been
worse. At least I wasn't told I was going be naked, or
spanked. Well, as long as I finish this story soon.)


Josh


  
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