Johnny's Punishment 5
By Captain J
CaptainJ46@yahoo.com

copyright 2007 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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Chapter 15 – Saturday Meetings

The next morning Johnny was awakened by his father who just
told him to eat breakfast and then clean out the garage and
mow the grass.  Johnny saw no one in the house as he hit the
bathroom or ate his breakfast.  He decided to do the mowing
first before it got too hot out, that way he would be in the
shade when he cleaned the garage.

The house was empty because everyone was next door in the
EcBright house where a weekly review meeting was underway,
both sets of parents and all four girls.

At that meeting the girls reported on Johnny's progress, he
had met all requirements all week and only needed expected
correction.  Nothing major was found in the negative
category.  Jane told the parents about and 'full confession'
extracted regarding all sexual activities since he first
discovered sex and that it was in front of seven girls.  She
had already briefed her mother the night before.

"Jane told me all the details last night," Liz offered to
the group, "other than the park incident, it all sounded
like normal experimentation and discovery I would expect
from a young boy.  The only parts that concern me, were him
feeling compelled to engage in voyeurism as that shows a
total lack of respect for females and that he stole some of
those magazines.  Theft is never acceptable.  I don't think
we need to go over all of that point by point, I'm satisfied
that he did tell them everything."

Debbie recounted his confession about the park incident in
detail, she and Jane both agreed that it was just a more
detailed recounting than he had give each of them
individually earlier in the week.  Looking directly at
Johnny's father, "I don't think your son is a homosexual; he
used very bad judgment, in sneaking out, drinking to the
point of passing out, then was used against his will by
those older boys.  He is beating himself to death over it,
he knows he was wrong from the get-go and put himself in
both a situation and condition which allowed it to happen. 
He only reported one point in the whole incident where he
had any 'good' feelings and only briefly, and doesn't ever
want to engage in that activity with a man again.  I believe
him totally on that point!"

Jane, Vicky and Nancy all quickly supported Debbie's
assessment.  "He's not a homosexual and hates the idea of
it."

"What was this 'good feeling' he reported?" Doug asked.

"He says there is a spot up inside his behind, that when
touched sends almost electric like shocks through him; I
confirmed that with the, adult toy you provided.  He really
enjoyed it when I stimulated that spot with the device."
Debbie reported and blushed at the admission, knowing that
they knew what the 'device' was and how it was used.

"Prostate!" Johnny's mother concluded, "Yes, it's very
sensitive."
"That's an understatement if ever I heard one!" Chuck
remarked and got a snicker from his wife Kay.  Doug just
chuckled.

"Johnny has promised that if he ever feels the urge or need
to have it stimulated, he will come to me." Debbie reported,
and all four adults chuckled at that.

"Well at least that's safe!" his mother said and his dad
again chuckled, "Well it does bond him to females for his
needs and that is a big point in this program!  He needs to
respect females and seek them to meet his sexual needs; this
just reinforces that bonding." She continued.

"OK, so he's not gay.  Thank God for that!" Doug ruled.  "On
a related topic, I talked to Dr. Johnson yesterday and he
thinks we should drop the butt plug part of the punishment. 
He says occasionally would be OK, but that wearing it all
the time, may weaken his ability to control his sphincter
and he may end of in diapers permanently as a result; he
suggested never more than 12 hours at a time and not more
than two days per week if the chair is also in use; without
the chair maybe every other day.  But the boy needs to close
frequently or it may never close fully again.  We don't want
something like that to happen so for the next week I'm going
to tell Johnny he has earned removal of the plug, but we'll
keep using the chair; after that we'll drop the chair and
just use a plug if it is deemed needed for punishment. 
While on that topic, I'll see about getting a different one,
not so big around, but longer, maybe even one that
stimulates the prostate; 12 hours of continuous stimulation
there might make him less eager to have that stimulated."

All four adults gave 'knowing' grins at his final statement.

Jane then reported on other anticipated activities, "Nancy
had him work out the other day and the results were to say
the least weak and pathetic.  We plan on having him on a
regular exercise routine to at least tone him up some. 
Nancy says one hour per day, five days per week will quickly
improve him in that area." All of the adults nodded approval
at the plan.

"One really good thing happened yesterday," Jane reported,
"Susan Henderson and her two little sisters were at the
party, Tami is 10 and Jenny is 12, they don't have any
brothers and neither of the younger girls had ever seen a
naked boy other than maybe a baby or two.  Both girls got an
opportunity to see Johnny and touch him and he was very
cooperative.  Susan ask him if he would be agreeable to
allowing the girls to learn more about boy's bodies on him;
she wanted a safe environment for them to learn, not play
doctor behind some shed where they might get hurt.  Johnny
agreed willingly to help them and told Susan to see me to
set it up.  I thought that was very kind and responsible on
his part, and it will be good for the girls."

"Excellent!" his mother exclaimed, "He will probably be
embarrassed a little, but I'm sure he already considered
that.  His agreement without consulting you girls first
shows concern for the young girls and a willingness to
assist; I'm proud of him for that!"

"Girls, you're doing a great job as we fully expected you
would," Doug announced, "Johnny should be done with the
mowing and cleaning of the garage by lunch so let's have a
meeting with him after lunch.  I'll let the Judge know
things are going well and we can proceed for there."

The meeting broke up at that point and everyone was happy
with the progress.  Debbie announced that she was going to
the library and would be back by lunchtime.  "Got to find
out more about this prostate thing" she mumbled to herself
as she headed out the door.

Johnny finished cleaning the garage about 11:30 and when he
appeared at the back door she was covered with sweat, grass
clippings, dirt and dust.  "Good Lord! You're Filthy!" His
mother declared.

Looking down at himself he had to agree, "Mom EVERTHING in
that garage was covered in dirt, dust and sawdust from dad's
shop area.  I swept a huge pile of sawdust alone out of
there, how did you expect me to do that and end up clean?"

"I didn't Honey," she responded, "I just didn't expect you
to be wearing most of it; now go take a shower and I'll fix
you some sandwiches."

"Yes Mother," he replied and carefully moved through the
kitchen trying not to rub against anything which might
deposit some of the dirt and grime.

Twenty minutes later a clean boy with still damp hair
returned, "Your sandwiches are there on the counter Johnny
and make sure you eat it all.  You're too skinny!" his
mother called out as she headed for the basement stair.

On the counter were two huge sandwiches, and a glass of
milk.  "I can't eat all that!  It's too much!" Johnny called
back with a plea in his voice.

"EVERY BITE Johnny, you're too skinny and need to put some
weight on!" she replied as she headed down to the basement.

When his mother returned, Johnny was standing at the kitchen
counter trying to force down the last half of the second
sandwich. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around
his shoulders in a hug, then stepped to his side with one
arm still hugging him.  "There will be a review meeting in
the living room at 1:00, your Father will talk to you about
your progress; the girls and we met this morning and they
all gave you good reports, so don't worry about it.  I'm
especially pleased with your agreement to help out Susan's
little sisters; that was very kind and responsible of you
and I'm proud of you." She then gave him another hug and
kissed his cheek; then released him and went about her
business.  Johnny just stood and finally managed to eat the
last of the meal.  Then went to his room to wait until the
appointed time.

At 12:50, Johnny decided he better get ready for the
meeting; that meant he had to get erect, since he knew both
mothers and all the girls would be present.  Better to do it
alone in his room and already be in the 'proper' state, than
to have to stroke himself to an erection, once he got there. 
Once he was hard he knew it didn't take much to keep it that
way.  Up until recently his problem had been trying to keep
it down!

As the wall clock chimed 1:00, a naked Johnny entered the
living room being lead by his erection pointing out before
him.  Everyone was already seated and he stood before his
father and mother who were seated on the couch.

"Johnny," his Father started, "This is your weekly review
meeting, we will hold one every Saturday at this time unless
you are told otherwise, until your punishment is completed. 
The purpose of the meetings will be to update rules and
procedures as necessary, based upon your behavior and
performance during the week, also to deal with any
unpunished transgressions.  We will have a detailed meeting
in the mornings with the girls to review your progress. 
This meeting will only be to let you know the results.  You
will not be involved in the other meeting where the girls
report, and future planning takes place."

"I am pleased to say that all your reports this past week
were positive," he continued.  "As a result you have earned
two rewards; first you no longer have to wear the plug in
your behind all the times; you may remove it now."  Johnny
lowered into a slight squat and pulled the device from his
rear and returned to standing, holding it in his hand.  "For
the balance of your punishment, a plug may be specified only
as needed for a specific punishment." This ruling elicited a
big sigh from the boy.  "Second, as a reward for your good
behavior, from dinner this evening until Monday morning all
rules are suspended except, that you must remain naked, no
ejaculations without permission, you may be touched by
anyone as they may desire and follow any directions given
you by the girls or us.  If you meet all rules and
expectations each week, you will get a similar reprieve."

"Uh does that mean, I can use a regular chair?" Johnny asked
seeking clarification.

"I said ALL rules, that includes chairs, erections,
everything, except naked, no ejaculation unless given
permission and being touched unless directed otherwise." His
Father replied.

Johnny had been holding his breath without realizing it and
let it all out in a rush of relief when he heard the answer,
he was rewarded by chuckles all around the room.

"One positive point for the week was your willing agreement
to help the Henderson girls with their sex education.  That
was very responsible and caring on your part and we are all
proud of you for that.  It shows respect for the girls and
willingness on your part to assist in their social
development, well done!"

"Your sister has convinced me that the door to your room may
be safely replaced, that you will not be doing anything in
there that would break rules.  You have no need for privacy
and the door will be open most of the time; just as a
warning, however, anyone may enter your room even if the
door is closed without giving any warning, what-so-ever so
don't even think of abusing this privilege."

"Yes Sir, Thank you Sir." Johnny responded.

"Last, we are very concerned with your physical condition,
specifically, the lack there of.  Starting Monday, you will
be exercising five days per week for an hour each day until
you gain an acceptable muscle tone.  To be quite frank, you
are too soft and physically weak for a boy your age; that is
going to change.  So unless you have any questions this
meeting is concluded and you are free for the rest of the
afternoon unless one of the girls needs you for something,"
His Father concluded.

"Yes Sir, Thank you Sir." Johnny eagerly responded.

Turning toward the girls in anticipation, only one
responded, "I need to talk to you for a little bit Johnny,"
Debbie offered, "but it will only take a few minutes, how
about out on the porch."

"OK Debbie," he replied and they both left the room heading
for the back porch.

When they arrived on the porch, Debbie immediately sat on
the 'coaster' type loveseat, Johnny was left standing not
knowing what to do, "Sit here on my lap," Debbie directed
and gave herself a pat on the thighs.  Johnny quickly
lowered himself onto her lap and sat sideways so they could
look at each other.  Holding him by the shoulders with her
right arm, her left hand unconsciously began stroking his
thighs and playing with his privates, giving little strokes
and squeezes.  "This is great!" Debbie observed, "I just
love holding my naked Johnny like this."

"Doesn't feel too bad to me either," he whispered back,
"feels really good in fact."

"Not having that thing up your butt, probably makes you more
relaxed too," she softly replied.

"You have no idea.  It would dry out in there and then
getting it out hurt like hell, I had to grease it four or
five times per day, and it felt like I needed to take a dump
all the time," he said with a sigh.

"Well it's out and won't be back unless you screw up, so try
real hard not to do that," she offered, "Now little boy, the
reason I needed to talk to you, is that I found some
information about your little special place up inside.  Your
mother said 'prostate' during the meeting this morning so I
went to the library after the meeting and looked it up. 
From what I was able to find, it's a gland that produces
most of the fluid that comes out when you ejaculate and is
supposed to be very sensitive."

"Sensitive, isn't a strong enough word for what I feel when
it gets rubbed," he replied, "I don't know how to explain
more than that shock type feeling, but it's great!"

"Well we are going to do some extensive experiments next
week and see what we can discover about your prostate and
how to keep it happy, how does that sound?" she asked.

"I'm up for it anytime you want!" he happily replied.

"Speaking of UP, you're leaking a little here," and gave his
cock a squeeze, "do you need to cum?"

"Yes please, you've been playing with it ever since I sat
down and it's getting really tense down there." He replied
and as if to emphasize the point a little tremor passed
through him.

"Well just relax baby, and I'll take care of that little
problem," and she started stroking him in earnest, it only
took ten firm strokes before he said "I'm cumming!" and
started shooting cum over his chest and stomach.  When he
finally stopped, she kissed his cheek and murmured "Good
Boy!" in his ear.  "Now why don't you go take a nap until
dinner, you worked real hard this morning and that will get
you until your reprieve starts."

The two of them apparently didn't realize it but the coaster
was directly below the open window above the kitchen sink. 
Inside, his parents had overheard the entire conversation. 
"When do we start planning the wedding?" his father asked.

"Probably as soon as they are old enough and SHE decides she
wants one!" His mother replied.  "I don't think they've gone
that far, but Kay and I need to talk to the girls about
using protection if it does, and get them what they need. 
She has that boy body and soul and it's just a matter of
time." She concluded.  Doug just nodded his head in
agreement.

Chapter 16 – The Reprieve

Jane woke her brother from his nap and Johnny followed her
to the kitchen where dinner was already waiting on the
table.  Johnny got to sit on a regular chair for the first
time in over a week and as a result was a happy boy all
through dinner, he ate two helpings of everything and was
smiling throughout.  The only thing unusual to an outside
observer to this family gathering was the boy was naked and
everyone else clothed.

He spent that evening relaxing in his room, reading a
science fiction novel by Robert Heinlein his favorite
author.  About 10:00 his sister came in and walked over to
his bed where he was stretched out and relaxing.  Sitting on
the edge she casually reached out and gave his limp cock a
stroke, then massaged his nuts, "How's my big brother
doing?" she asked as if a 12 year-old feeling her older
brother's privates was perfectly normal.

"Fine!" Johnny replied looking over the top of his book.

Jane just sat there watching her brother as she continued to
stroke his belly, thighs, cock and balls, "Just wanted to
make sure you were doing OK, you've had a rough week and I
was concerned," she continued, lifting his sack in her
fingers, she rolled his balls around and probed some before
continuing, "These are feeling kind of full, do you need to
cum before bedtime?"

"That would be nice," he croaked out as his parts had
responded to her manipulations.

"Well go ahead then." She said and removed her hand.

"But aren't you going to?" he asked hoping she would do it
for him.

"No, but you have my permission, so go ahead." And just sat
back watching him.  After a minute or two, "Well are you
going to or not?  I don't have all night and I have to be
here, so either do it or don't."

"OK," came the weak response from the boy and he started
stroking himself, Jane reached out and resumed stroking his
thigh and occasionally massaging his balls.  Johnny closed
his eyes and was really starting to pump, when she squeezed
down on his tender balls.  "Aaah!" he cried out, "That
hurts…Why are you doing that?"

"Open your eyes and look at me when you're doing that in my
presence!" She demanded, "I am the one who gave you
permission and I didn't have to do that!  I don't want you
thinking about some slut in one of your magazines when it's
ME that is allowing you this release.  So if you want to
cum, and I'm the one giving you permission, then you sure as
hell ought to at least show me the respect of looking at
me!"

"I'm Sorry," he whimpered and she released her grip and
returned to a massaging.  Johnny wasn't stupid, not all the
time, and he learned quickly.  So he looked directly into
his sister's eyes as he resumed stroking himself.  Visions
of her naked body from the shower the other day flashed
through his mind and it didn't take much to send himself to
the edge; "I'm cumming!" he said through clenched teeth as
his body arched upwards, and the first spurt arched up
through the air towards his chest.

"That's it Johnny, cum for me, you know you want to cum for
your little sister," she murmured to him and squeezed his
balls a little to urge him to empty them.

Seven spurts later he was drained and collapsed back onto
the bed, Jane released her hold and stood, then leaned over
him and stroked his forehead, then gave him a light kiss on
the lips, "Good one Johnny!  Now you're ready for sleep and
don't  have to worry about any wet dreams."  Johnny just lay
there panting as she glanced down at his cum covered chest
as she stepped away.  "Better clean up some though," she
said smiling as she left him there.

Jane went to her own room and had to remove some very wet
panties, controlling her brother's sex life was exciting to
her and she quickly locked the door and did a little
masturbating of her own.  

Jane was eating breakfast when her naked brother came into
the kitchen and  she watched him as he fixed himself bacon
and eggs, then came to the table carrying his plate. 
"Morning Sis, Sleep Well?" he said with a smile.

"Usually Do," she responded, "How about you?"

"Crashed after you left, never woke up at all until just
before I came down.  Thanks for letting me get rid of the
pressure, it really relaxes me for sleep."

"Anytime Brother, that's what little sisters are for,
helping keep their brothers healthy and happy!" she said
with a smile.  "Of course, but you already know this,
sometimes we have to punish to accomplish the healthy part…"

"Yeah, I know…" he said with a sigh, "I…I'm jus glad to have
YOU as my Sister, I love you Sis, I hope you know that."

"I love you too Johnny or I certainly would expend all the
effort needed for your maintenance. You do realize you are a
HIGH maintenance brother don't you?" She replied as she rose
and gathered her plate and silverware to take them to the
sink.

Johnny rose at the same time and met her as she rounded the
table and gave he a hug and kiss on the cheek, "Yeah I know,
and I really do appreciate your efforts, Thank You." He gave
her another kiss before releasing her and sitting back down.

Later, Johnny was sitting on the back porch reading one of
his favorite books again when his sister interrupted. 
"Johnny, Debbie just called and wants you to come over to
their place, she was saying something about checking out a
gland, I have no idea what she's talking about, hope you
do…"

"Uh…OK Sis, I'll go right over," he said blushing, he knew
exactly what gland Debbie was referring to.

"Be back before dinner!" Jane called as she retreated into
the kitchen.

Johnny put down his book and walked around the garage, as he
passed through the 50 yard gap between their houses, he
heard a squealing little voice, "Hey look that kid's all
naked!"

He looked to his right and saw the source.  Four little kids
were running in his direction three little girls and a boy,
none of them older than 8 and two of them looked to be about
6.  They ran right up to him and the oldest, a little girl
with brown hair in a 'pageboy' style took the lead.  "Hey
you're Johnny aren't you?  Why are you all naked like that?"

"Yes my name is Johnny," he replied, "and I'm being
punished."

"I'm Pamela by the way," the girl replied, but she wasn't
looking up at him she was staring directly at his crotch as
he noticed were the other kids, "My sister Emma said
something about you being in trouble…Oh this is Donny and
that's Linda and Kathleen, they're my cousins, well not
Donny, he's my brother,…" she kind of rambled all the while
her eyes fixed on his naked front.

"His is sure a lot bigger than your's Donny," the girl
identified as Linda commented while Johnny blushed.

"Well what do you expect!" Donny cried back at her, "ALL of
him is bigger, I'm only seven you know!"

Just then Debbie arrived to rescue Johnny, "Hi kids!" she
called out, "Johnny I've been waiting for you, now get a
move on!"

"Ok Debbie, …nice to meet you kids, but I have to leave…"
and immediately started walking away.

Pamela turned to Debbie, "Wow! That's something seeing him
all naked like that; how long does he have to be that way?"

"All summer," Debbie replied, then in a conspiratorial
voice, very softly said, "So you'll have lots of
opportunities to see him just like that." As she smiled at
the girl.  "Now I have to go too, bye kids!" and she walked
away after Johnny.

Donny watched her leave, "Glad I'm not being punished like
that!  Hey let's go down to the schoolyard and swing on the
playground."

"OK!" the girls said in a chorus and the little group was
gone.

When Debbie arrived at her backdoor, Johnny was standing
there fidgeting, "The oldest one doing the talking was
Emma's sister, Emma told her about my punishment.  Hell by
the end of the month our street is going to be crawling with
kids wanting to look at me!"

"What did you think would happen?" Debbie asked the
obviously upset boy, "word gets around quick about something
like this;  I fully expect you'll be seen by every
interested kid over the age of 6 living in this end of town,
before the summer is over, so you're going to have to deal
with it Johnny.  Don't blame Emma, if it hadn't been her,
someone else would have started it."

"I guess you're right, but I don't have to like it do I?  I
mean it's really embarrassing to have a little kid compare
your privates to a 7 year-old."  Tears were welling in his
eyes and he was trembling.

"Relax Johnny," she said and gathered him into a hug.  "You
can handle it, you just have to act like being naked is
normal and no big deal.  If you don't act concerned about
it, the whole novelty will wear off quickly and they will
see you but not 'SEE' if you get what I mean."

"I understand," he said still trembling in her arms,
"It…It's just so hard…. You know?"

"I understand too Johnny, now let's go inside." As she
guided him through the doorway. 


Chapter 17 - Exploring

Inside, Debbie guided him to her bedroom, nobody else was in
the house.  Debbie saw him looking around as they passed
through and explained, "They all went down to the beach to
swim and have a picnic, I begged off; they won't be back for
at least 5 hours."

"And they're OK with this, I mean your parents?" he said
somewhat worried.

"Yeah, they know what we girls are doing and trust us not to
do anything dangerous like getting pregnant." She said with
a chuckle, "But I must say I am VERY disappointed in you
Johnny."

"What…What did I do?" he almost cried.

"Not what you did…What you didn't do…. Here I go out and buy
a new outfit, just to look sexy for you and you didn't even
notice!" she said and gave a pouting look.

His attention gained, Johnny looked at her and saw she was
wearing a halter top which concealed little, her firm young
breasts were clearly outlined, about the size of oranges and
her nipples were pushing hard against the material.  White
short-shorts clung tightly about her and emphasized both her
long legs and shapely bottom.  "Wow!"  He said "you look
beautiful!"

"It's about time you noticed!  Next time I won't prompt you,
I'll just spank you!"  She said grinning.

"I guess I would deserve that.  Sorry Debbie, you look
wonderful!" the blushing boy said trying to extract himself
for his hole.

"Now that I forced you to complement me, let me show you
what I found at the Library,"  pointing to an open book on
her desk.  

The book had a full page color diagram of a male torso from
the side, showing all the internal organs.  "See here
Johnny, this is the gland in question right below the
bladder not far inside your rectum.  It called a prostate
and it produces most of the fluid you ejaculate, like I told
you yesterday.  It must not be very far inside, because
according to this book, doctors check it with their finger. 
Older men sometimes have problems with it, apparently it
sometimes enlarges and makes it hard for them to urinate or
have sex.  Sometimes it even gets cancer.  It says sperm
from your balls mixes with this fluid before it comes out
when you ejaculate.  Do you ever wake up with a hard-on? (he
nods yes) well according to this, many times that's caused
by a full bladder pressing on this gland.  So I'm almost
positive that gland is the spot that gives you those
feelings you were talking about."

"Sounds like it's in about the right spot," Johnny observed,
"but how would we know?"

"According to the book, it's like a little bump in there and
about the size of a walnut and doctors can rub it and
determine it's size and shape.  Get down on your hands and
knees and we'll see if I can find it with my finger, then
we'll know for sure." She directed.

Johnny got down on the floor and presented his backside to
his friend.  "Spread you legs so I have some room back here
and lower you shoulders, that's my boy, get your cute little
butt up higher."  Johnny assumed the position she wanted and
waited, while Debbie dipped a big glob of Vaseline out of
the jar with her finger.

"Now just relax Baby, I don't want to hurt you any," she
said as she spread the lubricant around his hole and gently
probed the muscle holding it closed.  In no time at all her
finger was sliding inside as she started right at the
entrance and slowly and gently moved it about, feeling his
inner passage.  Johnny wiggled his behind a little as she
probed and gave a sigh, "Like this do we?" she asked
smirking.

"Not anything to get excited about yet, it doesn't hurt but
not good either," he responded over his shoulder.

Debbie pulled back to the entrance and added a second
finger, assuming she could cover more area with two fingers
side-by-side; she shoved back in he gave a little grunt, but
didn't pull away.  Debbie looked at the book's diagram again
and figured it must be along the bottom of his channel with
his body in this position, so she went straight in pressing
down as her finger moved forward, without warning her finger
tip hit a bump and Johnny jumped.  "Aaah!" he moaned and
said "That's the spot!"

Debbie moved her finger over the bump trying to find the
other end then pulled back and crossed it again, she then
pulled her hand back and added another finger and when she
started back in the fourth joined the others and most of her
hand was inside.  Johnny was moaning loudly and groaned each
time she stroked or pressed the bump with her fingers and
finally she removed her hand and wiped it off.  Looking
between his legs she saw a pool of white fluid on the floor
below him.  "Did you cum Johnny?" she asked, she hadn't felt
him orgasm in fact he hadn't even been hard?

"No," he groaned, "it felt awesome each time you touched it,
but I was limp so I couldn't have cum, and I didn't get the
same kind of feeling.  I did feel something dribble out
though."

"Get up a minute," she directed and when he did, pointed to
puddle on the floor, a little more than a dribble, don't you
think?"

"All that came out?  It…It looks like cum…but I didn't…"

Debbie jumped up and went to the book and turning the page
found another paragraph entitled 'Milking the Prostate'
describing a medical procedure to drain the fluid from the
gland by manual manipulation.  It further stated that
ejaculation was not involved unless the testis were also
massaged or the penis stimulated.

"So that's your prostate fluid," she observed and it can be
'milked' out without an orgasm, that's interesting."

"It may be interesting, but doesn't feel nearly as good as
an orgasm!" he responded, "I'd just as soon pass on dumping
my fluid without getting to cum, thank you very much."

"We'll see," she said, "Now let's get your behind and my
floor cleaned up, I think that will do for today, I need to
find more reference material on this."

Johnny went to the bathroom and wiped the lubricant off his
rear, then returned with paper towels and wiped up the mess
on her bedroom floor.  When he was done, she guided him to
the door and told him she's see him tomorrow and gave him a
peck on the cheek and pat on the rear as she sent him back
home.

Johnny left the EcBright house and started home when his
earlier fear came back to meet him, "Hey there he is!" came
a shout from near the street, The voice was quickly joined
by others "Hi Johnny!  Hey Johnny stop we want to talk to
you….Wow! look at it flop around when he walks!  No Johnny
don't go!"  And assorted cheers and jeers.  Johnny tried to
ignore them and kept looking forwards and he continued
walking home, but tears were flowing down his cheeks
regardless of his efforts to act as if it didn't matter; 'I
counted at least 9 of them he thought to himself, it getting
worse.'

When he got to the porch, he picked his book back up and
tried to concentrate on reading but wasn't having much luck. 
Shortly his sister stuck her head out the door, "Johnny are
you out there?"

"Yeah Sis"

"What was all that commotion out front?  Sounded like a
bunch of little kids yelling something."

"It was," he almost cried, "They were yelling at me.  Emma
told her little sister Pamela about my punishment, and she
with her brother and two cousins saw me go over to Debbie's
and ….and when I came back there had to be at least 9 of
them waiting for me to come out so the could see me…"

"You OK?" Jane asked concerned.

"I'll have to be, won't I… I gotta learn to deal with it…
It's gonna be a long summer."

"That's the spirit Johnny!  You can do it, I know you can. 
Just relax, I'll make sure they stay out front." She said as
she left him there on the porch.

The rest of the afternoon of uneventful.  Johnny stayed on
the porch reading, then had dinner with his family and went
to him room to read again.  At 10:00 his sister arrived as
she had the night before and sat on the edge of his bed.

"How you doing guy?" she asked as she leisurely stroked his
thigh.

"I'm OK."

"Need to release pressure?"

Johnny had to stop and think about it before he answered,
then reached down and felt himself, squeezing his balls and
was shocked by his conclusion.

"No," he replied

"No?" his sister said as she reached out and started feeling
him herself, then stroked him but wasn't getting much of a
response, it only rose half way and was still 'mushy' not
the normal very hard dick she was used to.

"What's wrong?...What did you and Debbie do?  It has to be
the reason for this," and squeezed his half soft member.

"She found a medical book at the library that tells about
the prostate gland and thought that it was the 'spot' I get
those, you know…good feelings from.  So she showed me the
book and then she used her fingers to try and find it on
me…and it was the right spot."

"She put her fingers in your butt? That's gross!"

"Yeah she did, didn't seem to bother her, I was empty so
there wasn't any poop, anyway, she found it and when she
rubbed it with her fingers I got some good feelings but no
where as good as when I cum, and when she was done, there
was a big puddle on the floor of my …fluid.  But I never
came and I wasn't even hard; she never even touched my dick
or balls."

"But how?"

"I don't know, the book said the prostate is where my body
accumulates fluid prior to an ejaculation and that it could
be 'milked' to drain it.  I guess that's what she did when
she rubbed it, she must have 'milked it' and drained all my
stuff out of it until none was left!  
So I suppose that's why I don't feel any need, there's
nothing there…God I hope this isn't permanent!"

"I don't know but I'm pretty sure it's not" Jane tried to
reassure him.  "Remember when I did you a bunch of times in
a row?  You shot less and less each time and by the end only
a drop or two came out and I was having trouble keeping you
hard."

"Yeah I remember, my dick was raw, if you ever do that again
please use some lotion or lubricant of some kind…"

Jane Chuckled at that, "Sure thing Johnny, I'll grease you
up next time!  But you were able to cum the next day.  Maybe
it just takes time for your body to accumulate more of your
fluid?"

"Hope you're right," he said still worried.  "Debbie said
she was going to do some more reading and get more reference
material on it."

"I'm almost positive you'll be OK in the morning, now why
don't you get some sleep and don't worry about it.  Remember
you start your daily exercise program with Nancy tomorrow
and you need to be rested up for that.

Johnny just groaned and rolled onto his side, as his sister
rose and turned off the lights.  "Good Night Johnny," she
called to him.

"Night Sis…"

Chapter 18 – New Routine

"UP JOHNNY! You have 20 minutes to be up, eat and be outside
and ready to start working out!" was the sound that woke him
in the morning.

"What?" was his groggy response.

"20 Minutes or your butt will pay for it! And wear your
tennis shoes."

"There IS no God!" he muttered to himself as he struggled to
get out of bed.

Nineteen minutes later he was standing on the patio wearing
only socks and tennis shoes before Nancy 'the jock' of his
supervisors.  She was wearing a tank top, blue gym shorts
and her running shoes and Johnny noticed that the muscles in
her arms and legs rippled when she moved about.  'Never
noticed that!  No wonder she's so strong.' He thought to
himself.

"OK Johnny," the young Amazon started, "As we found out last
week, you are weak and pitiful physically, what little body
mass you have on that skinny frame is flab.  As of today
that is changing.  I'm going to have to start you out easy
and work up from there, I really couldn't believe how weak
you were until I tested you last week.  So my Boy we are
going to build you up!  Be warned it's going to be painful,
not only from sore muscles being developed, but I intend to
use my 'incentive'  one spank for every unfulfilled exercise
requirement.  Understand?" 

Johnny nodded his understanding.

"Good, we'll start off with some running, we're going to do
that three days each week, today two miles to start you
off."

"Where?" Johnny asked.

"You're grounded to your Dad's property and our property,
but that's 13 ½ acres total, so we are going to circle the
outside perimeter of the two properties.  Now let's get
going before it gets hot out here!"

Nancy started down the driveway and Johnny quickly decided
he'd better follow or he'd be in a huge amount of trouble. 
"I'll lead the first lap to show you our route, after that,
I'll follow up behind you," Nancy explained and took off
faster.  Johnny hurried after her.

Nancy's route didn't exactly follow the property lines. 
They started on the driveway until they reached the
sidewalks in front of the property, but since his Dad's
house sat way back with an almost five acre front yard, it
was a long way to the sidewalk and he was already breathing
hard when they reached it.  Next was across the front of the
two properties, then down the fence line of the EcBright
land, running on grass, when they reached to back of the
EcBright property, there were high weeds and Johnny was
falling further behind, Nancy followed a path through the
weeds and some trees, then they were on the back of his
Dad's property in more trees, before she turned towards his
house, rounded the garden and was back on the end of the
driveway.  Johnny was now fifty yards behind and Nancy
stopped, jogging in place to wait for him to catch up.

Johnny was panting and already covered with sweat when he
reached her, he could feel his heart thumping hard and was
holding his stomach with one hand.  Nancy, on the other
hand, was calmly jogging in place, she hadn't even broken
into a sweat.

"Jesus Johnny, we've only gone ½ mile!  You really ARE
pitiful!  Now let's go!" and shoved him ahead of her back
down the driveway.

Johnny was now in the lead, with Nancy right behind him,
nudging him forward if he started to slow as they reached
the front sidewalk, there stood the four kids from
yesterday. "Hi Johnny!  What Ya Doin!" Pamela called to him.

"Keep going Johnny, I'll catch up." Nancy directed and
stopped to talk to the eight year-old.  "You're Emma's
sister aren't you?"

"Yeah, and you're Nancy, Debbie and Vicky's sister, I've
seen you around…" the little girl responded, "this is my
brother and two cousins…their visiting for a couple weeks. 
What's Johnny doing?"

"Johnny is Exercising, he needs to get in better shape."

"You mean like gym class?" Donnie interjected.

"Yes, Monday, Wednesday and Friday we will run and then do
some exercises, Tuesday and Thursday lift some weights and
exercises." Nancy explained.

"Can we exercise too?" the little boy asked, "Gym class is
fun!"

"Sure it you want to!  Just go catch up with Johnny."

To her complete surprise four little kids took off running
after Johnny, hell two of the girls were even wearing
dresses!"  Nancy quickly caught up to the group now trailing
Johnny and passed them and came up behind him, "Looks like
you're going to have some company Johnny so don't let these
little kids show you up!  Now get a move on! And gave him a
quick swat on the behind to emphasize the point.

"Ouch!" he cried out but increased his speed when he heard
little girl giggles from behind him.

Round and round they went, Johnny getting more tired with
each step, by the last lap he was gasping for breath and his
stomach hurt, stabbing pains were shooting into his sides
and his legs felt like rubber; behind him the kids were
laughing and joking with each other as they ran, like it was
no big deal.  When Johnny reached the patio again he could
hardly breathe, and was holding his stomach with both hands,
he just collapsed on to the paving stones and sat there
trying to recover his breath, he was dripping sweat and his
legs ached.  The kids sat down also, but they were just
sitting there laughing and joking.  Pamela had the only
complaint, "Next time I'll wear different shoes, these hurt
to run in my tennis shoes are much better."

Nancy leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Feel weak?
Shown up by little first and second grader's Johnny, not to
mention a mere girl?"  Nancy then walked away and was
talking with the kids, while Johnny caught his breath.

"Ok Johnny, time to do some calisthenics," Nancy announced,
"35 sit-ups!" and she dropped down beside him as the kids
formed another line facing towards him.  

All of them lay back with hands on heads and Nancy started
counting, "one… two… three… four"  at ten his stomach was
burning, at twelve his entire body trembled, at fifteen he
barely made it up to touch his knees with his elbows, at
sixteen he didn't make it, he just collapsed back onto the
ground.  All of the little kids except Donny stayed right
with Nancy's count and Donny only failed to complete the
last sit-up.  "You kids did Great!" she told the youngsters,
then turned to Johnny.

"Well Johnny you know what happens now!  Go get me a chair
from the porch." She ordered.

Johnny got up on wobbly legs and looked at her pleadingly,
her response was to point at the porch and just say "GO!"

"What happens now?" Pamela, obviously the spokesperson of
the little group.

"Johnny gets spanked 20 times for the 20 sit-up he didn't
do." Nancy firmly answered.

"Uh…Uh do I get spanked for the one I didn't do?" Donny
weakly asked.

"But he's too old to be spanked." Little Linda suggested.

"No he's not, and no Donny you don't get spanked, just
Johnny; this is part of his punishment." Nancy said
answering them.

"But you're a girl?"  the other little girl who Nancy now
knew was Kathleen said.

"Yes I am, and  I'm the one who's going to spank him and HE
IS GOING TO GET EXTRA IF HE DOESN"T GET HERE QUICK!"
shouting the last for Johnny's benefit.

Hearing the threat, Johnny quickly scurried back carrying a
chair, his face burning red in humiliation and put in down
beside Nancy.  Nancy rose and seated herself on the chair
and then just waited for Johnny to lay across her lap.  He
just stood there tears already welling up in his eyes and
whimpered "Please?"

Nancy ignored his plea and grabbed his wrist and pulled him
down into position on her lap, grabbing him into hammerlock
on his arm as she put her right leg over his to keep him
from kicking, "That's 5 extra Johnny!"

Without further warning she land five hard hand spanks on
his rear, and got immediate cries of pain from Johnny who
was already red faced and whimpering; "Those were the
EXTRA's," Nancy told him, "You will count each of the
penalty spanks just like I counted the sit-ups and if you
don't then the spank doesn't count and gets repeated." 
Nancy landed a hard spank but Johnny said "Ouch!" instead of
"One."

"Guess you didn't hear me, so we start from zero again." And
landed another spank as hard as she could.

"One!" the boy cried.

"Two…Three…. Four….Five…." 

"WOW that's got to hurt bad!" a little voice said, "Dad
doesn't even hit THAT hard!"

Hearing the comment, Johnny lost track and missed counting.

"You need to be paying attention to me and your behind,
young man, not listening to them so that one didn't count."
Nancy sternly told him and landed another spank.

"Six… Seven…Eight…. " until finally he reached "Twenty"  and
Nancy finally released him, his behind red and on fire, his
face just as red and tears streaming down his cheeks.  He
immediately began dancing about, rubbing his behind to ease
the pain.

All of the kids were laughing at him prancing about his boy
parts flopping and bouncing as he rubbed his rear.  Finally,
Nancy told him to stop and go stand facing the garage, hands
on top his head.  Johnny didn't argue, he immediately took
the ordered position, wanting to avoid any further
punishment.

"Wow that was something!" Pamela told Nancy, "Can we come
back tomorrow?"

"Sure Kids, exercise is good for you and you shouldn't let
yourself get weak like Johnny; so sure, you're welcome to
come exercise with him every day if you want, but I wouldn't
wear dresses, shorts or pants would be better and running
shoes on the days we run." Nancy responded.

"Won't Johnny mind?" Donny inquired, "Is he going to get
spanked every day?  I sure wouldn't want people watching me
get spanked like that."

"It's NOT his choice, and yes he will get spanked whenever
he doesn't do all the exercises regardless of who is here,"
she told the child.

"Can…Can we bring some friends?" Pamela asked.

"Yes Honey you can, but if they come, they have to do the
exercises too, they can't just come and watch, understood?"

"Well if they were like today, that's no big deal.  That was
easy!" The girl answered, "I know my friends could do that
with no trouble at all!"

The little girl's statement was too much and Johnny finally
totally lost it and openly was crying and sobbing, he had to
lean his head against the garage door to keep upright as his
whole body trembled.

"He's such a crybaby!" the girl told Nancy, "Let's go kids
and leave the crybaby alone!" and led the group away down
the driveway.

Nancy walked over behind Johnny and putting a hand on his
shoulder to get his attention said, "She's right you know."
Johnny responded with renewed sobbing.  "You stay right here
until your sister comes out for you, Understand?" when he
nodded, she walked away and went home.

It was a good 15 minutes later before his sister came to get
him and she found his still crying with both ends red.  "Are
you still crying – Jesus you are such a crybaby just like
that little girl said, get inside and take a shower, you
reek!"

Near the end of his shower, Jane pulled the shower curtain
aside and handed her brother a disposable razor.  "What's
this for?  I don't need to shave…" the confused boy asked.

Jane pointed to his crotch, "Shave off that little bit of
peach-fuzz  you have down there, baby's don't have any hair
on their bodies, and the way you cry all the time, you're
just a baby, so those few hairs go!"

"But I'm 14!"

"Couldn't tell it from the way you act, I've never seen
anybody cry as much as you do, so until you learn to suck it
up some, you are going to look like you act!"

Johnny started to say more, but Jane stuffed a baby's
pacifier in his mouth before a word could come out, "Here
suck on this since you have no balls, maybe it will take
your mind of crying all the time."

Johnny sucked on his pacifier and very reluctantly spread
soap on his crotch, then removed the few, hairs there; "From
that worthless little sack to!" his sister demanded and he
very carefully ran the razor over his privates, hoping not
to cut or even nick himself.  "Meet me in the kitchen when
you're done!" his sister called out as she left the room.

When he came out, Jane, Vicky and Debbie were all sitting at
the table and Johnny stood waiting for instructions.

"Your reprieve ended this morning," Jane announced "so are
you SO stupid that you can't remember your rules; like
NUMBER 5?"

Johnny feverishly grabbed himself and stroked quickly to get
an erection, when he succeeded he looked up hoping he'd made
it in time.

"Well at least you can get it up today," Jane snickered and
the other girls looked at her questioningly, "Last night it
was as limp as a noodle; whatever you did yesterday Debbie
not only drained him, but wiped out his ability to even get
it up."

"I wondered about that," Debbie replied, "After he left, I
read some more and it said that it lessens the desire for
sex and that some men are impotent for up to 72 hours after
being milked.  Older men can even be longer…"

"Milked?" Vicky asked.

"Yeah Prostate Gland Milking…I'll show you the book when we
get home, it explains it a whole lot better than I can."

Jane looked back to her brother, "I've got a long list of
chores for you Johnny, Dad spent the whole afternoon
yesterday making up just his; he even prioritized them, your
regular chores come first, then you work your way through
Mom and Dad's lists, and IF you still have any free time,
you come see us and we will find something productive for
you to do.  The only exception is tomorrow afternoon.  Susan
and her sisters will be here at 1:00 for the agreed upon
lessons for the girls.  So I suggest you get started on
those lists, it'll take you all summer to get them done."

Johnny looked at the list, and the first item on his Dad's
list was to scrape and repaint the garage.  Johnny headed
out the door and found the ladder and a scraper in the
garage and went to work.  It was a hot and dirty job
scraping loose paint, dust was everywhere and the sun was
beating down.  By the end of the afternoon, he had only
gotten one end scraped when his mother called him to get
ready for dinner.

"OH MY!" His mother exclaimed when he came in the house,
"Johnny didn't you use any sunblock?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're very red where you don't have a tan!  I suspect it
will be very uncomfortable."

"I don't hurt anywhere…what are you talking about?"

"Go take your shower, you'll soon discover EXACTLY what I'm
talking about young man!"

When Johnny finished his shower and was drying himself, he
notice his butt was very hot and when he rubbed it tender
also; turning so he could see himself in the mirror, it was
bright red; 'Shit sunburned my Ass!"

Johnny dug some lotion out of the medicine cabinet, that
said it was for sunburn and gingerly applied it; didn't seem
to help much.

When he came in for dinner, his punishment chair was again
in place and had already been well lubricated.  As Johnny
turned to position himself he was stopped by his father. 
"What the hell happened to your ass boy?"

"Sunburn," Johnny answered with a sigh.

"Looks like it hurts?"

"Does…I'm not sure I can sit at all."

"OK use a regular chair tonight, but consider it a lesson!"

"Yes Sir, thank you sir," a very meek boy replied to his
smirking father.

After dinner he was given permission to go lay face down on
his bed for the evening and read if he wanted to, he happily
complied with the offer.

  
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