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By Lee Davey

   Coopers 18 - The Price of failure.  A drip of sweat run down his
forehead pooled and then dripped onto his nose causing him to wrinkle his
nose.  Richard tried to ignore the tickling if his nose, a tickling he was
unable to relieve as both his hands were busy supporting his weight as he
knelt on all fours facing a group of serious looking adults with
clipboards. Ugghh...  a groan escaped his tight pressed lips as the thick
plastic strap-on worn by his sister was thrust forcefully once more into
his sore bowels.  Stifling any more signs of discomfort from coming forth
he concentrated on helping his sister out, and perhaps just as importantly
not giving his mother who stood purse lipped watching an excuse to punish
him for not helping his sister pass her anal training Regime badge. 
Heather hissed silently under her breath as she noted the groan of pain
from her middle son at a particularly deep thrust of his sisters thighs. 
Damn, the Judges saw it she thought as she saw the 4 Judges all scribble at
this sign.  I warned Ruth about measuring her thrusts, another error like
that and she will never pass the exam.  Casting a glance to her left and
right she saw the other parents and children who were waiting their time to
demonstrate their abilities to the Regime judges.  The adults looking on
with mild interest, the children all naked looking on either in horror or
delight depending on their respective sex.  Damn that girl if she fails
today I'm going to make she can't sit down for a week, she promised me she
was ready to take the test, and that she had been practicing, not from what
I've seen she thought.  Staring down at the smoothly varnished floor he
knelt upon Richard was in agony the hard floor was hurting both his hands
and knees as he bore the weight of himself and his sister.  That discomfort
was outweighed by the rawness of his bottom as his sister kept sawing into
and out of his bottom.  10 minutes she has been doing this he thought, the
other girls and boys who had preceded him and Ruth had managed to get the
receiving boy to cum in a few minutes.  Ruth however can't seem to find my
prostate if I painted it orange and gave her a map Richard thought
disgustedly, Thomas can every time, even Lee can, Richard thought back to
the regular practice sessions he went through both at home and at school.
Damn Ruth would you get a move on the lube is running down, arrrrr, run out
Richard winced.  Shit...Shit...Shit, well the hell is it Ruth panicked.  I
was able to find it no problem when my dad showed me on him and Thomas. 
Ruth looked up from the sweating back of her younger brother as she
continued plowing him hoping to somehow to chance upon her brothers
prostate, the key she knew to getting him to cum without playing with his
thingy.  Mum is going to kill me she whispered to her self, £60 it cost to
put me on this course of 'Orgasm through Anal Stimulation, Preparation for
Qualified Babysitters Course', and I was the one for begged my Mum to put
me on Ruth remembered uncomfortably; and all because I need this
qualification and the other Regime Babysitter courses before I can take a
babysitting job.  I passed the diaper changing course, the spanking course,
and the child feeding courses no problem.  A smile passed Ruth's lips as
she remembered Thomas's the oldest of the Cooper boys disgust at having to
be his sisters training partner for those particular courses.  But unless I
pass this course none of that means a damn...  WELL THE HELL IS IT..  Mum
promised me a stroke of the cane for every pound she wastes on my training.
I can't take 60 strokes of the cane, not unless you can get a bottom
transplant on the NHS?  Realising that time was short Ruth began probing in
her brothers soft rectum in search of the magic button, determined to avoid
her mothers ire.  Richard strangled a scream as his eyes bulged when he
felt his sister corkscrew the dildo into him, and more through luck and
judgement almost crush his prostate.  Despite the pain his tiny penis began
to betray him as it stiffened at the relentless assault on his botty
button, as his parents required to call his prostate.  Ruth with a look of
relief noted the hardening of her brothers willy and renewed her
corkscrewing plugging plunging deep and hard into her brothers bumhole,
finally beginning to rub her brothers prostate sufficiently to excite her
brother small cock and balls towards orgasm.  Richard was not sure whether
what had just happened in his bum was a good development or not.  While it
was true that his balls were beginning to tingle and begin their path to
orgasm, his sisters cackhanded method felt like the world heavyweight
champion was using his prostate as a punching bag.  Despite the pain he
knew that even this painful rubbing would have him cum.  Uhh, Uhh, Uhhhh,
"I'm Cumming" Richard squeeked as two minutes of this painful fucking he
finally reached the edge, he and his sore bottom so eagerly sought, despite
the pain and the incredible feeling he always had when he had an orgasm
Richard remembered to call his approaching orgasm out, knowing full well
the fate that any boy's bottom would suffer if he did not clearly announce
an orgasm, irrespective of the fact that there happened to be 50 strangers
watching him being firmly buggered by his sister at the moment.  Ruth
pulled her dildo out of her brothers red hole, a hole which remained open
blinking its discomfort to the world.  Standing up she rubbed her knees
gingerly, red splotches upon them clear from the pressure of kneeling
behind her brother for the last 15 minutes.  She turned towards the
audience of watching parents and children and addressed the 4 unsmiling
Judges who sat at the front, their stern black robes emblazoned with a
stylized red 'R' that now represented the Regime authorities.  "I have
brought my charge to orgasm through anal stimulation only, Sir, Madam" Ruth
declared the required words as she curtsied to the 3 male and 1 female
judges.  The pink strap on between her legs bobbing comically at her
awkward curtsey.  The senior Judge eyed the 14 year old girl his eyes
sweeping over her coltish legs and budding breasts.  Ignoring her he turned
to a obese lady in her 60's who sat off to one side and nodded to her.  At
the Judges nod the lady stood and waddled over to where Richard still knelt
and helped him up, and supporting his rubbery legs helped him walk bow
legged to the first aid treatment station she manned.  "Will the Guardian
of the Trainee please join her on stage".  Heather stood and made her way
to where her daughter stood, her face a cold mask that did not fully hide
her displeasure at her daughters poor showing this evening.  Standing next
to her daughter she rested her hand upon Ruth's bare shoulder, her fingers
clutching too tightly for comfort into Ruth's bony frame.  Ruth winced at
the heavy hand of her mother, not only at the pain in her shoulder but also
at what her future looked like holding for her.  "I regret to inform you
that you have not successfully passed the test.  The candidate failed to
demonstrate the ability to manipulate a boys prostate sufficiently well to
enable orgasm without other stimulation, within a reasonable time as
required to successfully complete this course.  Next..." at this the Judge
waved the two Cooper women from the stage, and sat back down as a young
elfin looking girl of about 8 walked on stage her strap on between her legs
appearing huge despite its in truth average size, against the girls small
frame, a sheepish boy of 15 or 16 followed her on stage and knelt where
Richard had so recently suffered grimacing at the feel of the sweat patches
that Richard had left, and mentally prepared himself to 'assist' his little
sisters budding career.  Heather literally dragged her daughter from the
stage and headed towards the back of the hall where a thick red felt
curtain separated the stage from the cloak rooms.  "There, there, does that
feel better ducky" the fat nurse asked as she continued to massage white
cream into Richards sore anus, still slightly distended from its earlier
use.  Richard who had found himself brusquely draped over the huge nurses
two mountainous legs, his cheeks separated and the nurses fingers
inspecting his sore bottom without so much as a by your leave "Yes Ma'am"
Richard replied telling the truth as the nurses fingers soothed his botty
with the cold cream, "It feels really OWwwww..." Richard's thanks were cut
short as he yelped as the nurse who was paying no attention to his words
thrust the tube of an enema bag deep into him, and began squeezing its
creamy contents into his abused hole.  "Don't fuss this is just some
numbing anaesthetic cream to help the pain, luv" the nurse informed as she
continued to fill his bottom up.  "Normally I believe boys should feel it
when they have been rooted, but your sister went over the top.  We don't
want you being turned off from getting a good bottom fucking, after all it
is going to be a large part of your childhood".  Satisfied at the quantity
of cream she had spurted up Richard she with a brusque motion quickly
slipped the enema tube from the limp boys bumhole.  With an equally quick
thrust she plugged Richard's now red and white botty with a small retaining
butt plug.  "There you go" she cheerfully started as she gently slapped
Richard's bum as she righted him to his feet, "That's just a small plug to
make sure you retain and absorb all the goodness from the cream, deary". 
Swisshhh, "Arrggghh", Swissshh, "Owwww" Swissh.  Richard holding his two
cheeks in either hand turned his head as he heard the unmistakable dulcet
tones of his sister yell out.  He was not the only one as the entire
audience as one turned at the noise looking at the curtain, behind which
Ruth it was clear, was being severely caned by her angry and £60 poorer
mother.  The loud retort of the cane only beaten by the shrill cries of
Ruth.  A malicious grin crept over his face as his listened in delight to
the whipping swish of...a cane...  if he was not very much mistaken,,,,
impact his sisters bottom repeatedly.  "Remember to get your mother to
unplug you before bed, and even with the cream you will still be a little
sore" the fat nurse advised a smile crinkling her features into a smile as
she too smiled at the sounds of parental discipline being deservedly dished
out, "Although at seems you won't be the only one in your house with a
bottom to sore to sit upon tonight" the nurse joked as she patted the
plugged bottomed boy off bidding him off towards the sound of Ruth's
caning.



   The Coopers Chapter 19 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2007
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   Coopers 19 - Maternal Advice George jerked awake from the nap he was
taking in front of the TV at the sound of the front door crashing shut.  He
heard his wife coldly order Ruth to go to bed immediately despite the fact
that it was barely 6.30.  He warily watched as his wife with Richard in tow
stomped into the room.  "Didn't go to plan then?" "What do you think?" Ruth
collapsed with a sigh next to George on the sofa snuggling an arm around
her husband and hugging him.  With her spare hand she waved Richard over to
a spare chair and ordered him to sit.  Richard reluctantly complying tried
to sit down, his still cream filled belly and plugged bottom making such an
effort difficult.  "Did Ruth do some anal training exercises with you?"
Heather asked as a stern look at Richard caused him to sit still despite
his uncomfortable bottom.  "Well we did go through the exercises for about
an hour.  I showed her how to probe for the prostate effectively" George
smiled as he remembered the feelings his little girls fingers caused when
she searched for his prostate, and the look of disgust at the feelings of
her Daddies bottom.  "Ruth however did say she had put plenty of time in on
her brothers bottoms".  Heather looked hard at the smirk that passed her
husband's features as he spoke, and turned to where Richard sat, "Oh stop
fidgeting Richard; you need to keep the plug in for at least another hour
to allow the cream to work.  Now Richard did Ruth practice her anal massage
skills on you before tonight?" "No Mum".  "Just as I thought.  Ruth does
this every time.  Thinks she can just float through life without trying,
she never revises as she should" Heather moaned.  With a sigh George
reached down to his belt "Do you want me to have a word with her?" he
asked, his hand on his belt indicating that not only words would be had. 
"No, I've taken care of that, she be sleeping on her front tonight". 
George relaxed back relieved.  While he had no compunction in being strict
with the boys, he would much rather give his daughter a hug than a
spanking. "What I'll need to do is make sure she trains properly" Heather
continued.  "Tomorrow is Saturday, that gives me time to give Ruth a good
10 hours training.  It will also keep the boys out of mischief as well". 
Richard gulped at this knowing that at least for the next two days he and
his brothers would be having their bottoms used to help their sister get a
babysitting job.  Perhaps if I play up on how sore my bum is Mum may let me
off helping out.  Probably not, Richard knew his Mum was not known for
mollycoddling her sons.  Firmly of the opinion that a little discomfort was
good for a boy's soul, if not his bottom.  * * * Heather stood in front of
the mirror combing the final strands of her hair, her nude body still firm
despite the ravages of 4 children.  George came and stood behind her and
nuzzled her neck.  "God your hot, fancy a try at round 2?" George murmured.
"You're insatiable, you dropped two loads up my pussy and in my mouth last
night, I thought I drained your balls good and proper" she replied wearily.
George ignoring his wifes demurrage reached round and began twirling his
wifes clit through her dark pubic hair.  Heather initially tried to pull
away saying, "George no, the children are waiting to start their lessons",
but was held firmly in place by her husband ignoring her protests
continuing the fingering.  "Ooh, ooh," Heather began to respond, feeling an
orgasm approaching, when suddenly he stopped, stood backed and slapped her
bottom affectionately, "There you go love, got you nice and ready for the
children...but not too ready" "Bastard" Heather exclaimed as her orgasm
receded, "Don't think I'll be letting you play in my special hole tonight
because of that" Heather threatened.  George leant forward and pulled his
wife into a hug, kissing her deeply.  Pulling back he looked into her eyes,
"Don't be silly sweetie, you know that a little bit of this" at which he
trailed a finger lightly through his wife's butt crevice, "and you're be
begging me to do anything to you".  Heather extracted herself from her
husband's arms and stuck her tongue out at him as she walked from her
bedroom.  Heather walked into the dining room and saw her three boys all
standing against the wall naked their hands on their heads as required. 
Off to one side she saw Ruth nose pressed into the corner, her bottom and
thighs deeply discoloured red and purple from yesterdays thrashing. 
"Perhaps I was too hard on her, after all she is a girl and not a boy,"
conceded Heather wincing at the mess she had made of her daughter's botty.
Turning she quickly checked the top of the dining room table, upon which
lay two tubes of lube and 4 strap ons of varying sizes.  The three Cooper
brothers stood silently against the wall watching their mother as she
checked through the contents of the table top, well aware that the contents
of the table were for their benefit.  Thomas nudged Richard and whispered
from the corner of his mouth, "Would you look at Ruth's bum I've never seen
Ruth get it so bad!" Me and my brothers all the time he thought
disgustedly, but not Ruth.  "Thomas, THOMAS, pay attention, over here and
up on the table".  Thomas startled leapt to comply as his mother pointed
him towards the dining room table.  "Ruth over here" Heather ordered her
daughter as she picked up a leather strap on harness from the table Thomas
now sat on, his bare legs dangling over the edge.  Ruth watched as her
daughter walked stiffly over to her and then turned her brusquely by the
shoulder and with her free hand cupped the wealed cheeks of her daughter,
noting with some relief that Ruth's bottom and hips for that matter were
beginning to fill out somewhat into a more feminine shape.  With a gentle
tap onto the red cheeks, that even so elicited a gasp from Ruth, Heather
took the harness and began cinching it into place around her daughter's
hairless pussy.  With a final tug which caused Ruth to yelp Heather secured
the harness fully into place, and ignoring her daughter's discomfort
selected the other harness and shimmying from her dress began to fix it
into place, a secret electric thrill going through her as the harness
pressed firmly into her still excited clit.  "Right Ruth, we're here
because you wasted this family's money by claiming you knew how to root
your brothers, but you was lying wasn't you?  - Well?" "Yes mum" Ruth
sullenly replied.  "Yes, What?" "Yes, I lied about being able to stick my
dildo up a boy's bum like I should" Ruth mumbled blushing red as her
brothers unsuccessfully tried to hide their smirks, delighted that their
sister rather than them was facing their mothers ire.  "And what happens to
children who lie in this house?" "...They...get...punished" "Yes, and that
explains why your bottom is red and sore, but just remember if you lie to
me again, what happened to your bum will seem like a picnic compared to
what will happen to you, understand?" Heather during her lecture had picked
up a short thin cane from the table beside where Thomas sat and with the
tip of the cane lifting Ruth's nose up forced Ruth to look her directly in
the eyes.  "Yes mummy, sorry it won't happen again I promise".  "Oh I know
it won't because today we are going to ensure that you are trained properly
in how to give a prostate probing - so lets start".  At this Heather with a
hand pushed Thomas back so that he now laid prone across the table,
squirming slightly at the coldness of the polished wood against his naked
back.  Heather took a mid sized anal dildo attachment and with a loud click
attached in firmly to her harness.  Picking up a bottle of lube Heather
turned to her daughter, "The first thing to remember is lube and plenty of
it.  Now some recommend only using natural lube and would recommend only
allowing a boy some saliva as lube, and they would have gotten you to give
him a good licking to get him ready." Heather grinned as her daughter
recoiled in horror at the thought of having to lick her brother's puckered
hole.  "But that is training for another day.  I am of the opinion that
when dealing with a child's sensitive bumhole" Heather gently placed her
finger on Thomas offending hole, "you should use the best lube you can". 
At this Heather retracted her finger and cupping a generous amount in her
hands began liberally applying the lube to her eldest boys bum.  Ruth
watched as her mother demonstrated the method of applying the lube,
thrusting her fingers into her son to ensure that his insides also had some
protective coating.  When she was finally satisfied she placed the lube
back on the table, noting with interest that Thomas' small penis was
straining hard, pointing up in its full diminutive glory.  Well, well,
well, it seems Tommy has a very sensitive botty, I must remember that
Heather thought, making a mental note of her son's reaction for future
attention.  "Now Ruth I am going to demonstrate how to achieve maximum
prostate sensation, and thereby cause a boy to spend with minimum effort on
you part.  Heather swiftly removed her top and then her bra.  Her sizeable
breasts drooped slightly as the battle with gravity and the breastfeeding
of four children won out over her breasts natural pertness.  Taking hold of
Thomas' legs she spread them wide and carefully lined up the dildo with the
greasy anus of her son.  Having located the entrance she gently but
irresistibly pushed ever so slowly in, stopping when an inch had gone in to
allow her son's body to get used to his mother's entry, before continuing
her slow slide in until the full length lay in Thomas' bowels.  Heather
turned her head and spoke to Ruth over her shoulder, unaware that this
almost caused Thomas to suffocate as her breasts smothered his face. 
"Remember the first entry should be slow and sure, no rough thrusting. 
Most times when you're reaming a boy it's to give him pleasure and teach
him about the joys of all his body.  Nothing will slow a boy's cumming more
than a mad woman thrusting wildly, understand?" Ruth nodded silently as she
watched her mother.  Heather turned back to her son and with a giggle
realized her son's predicament.  She raised her breasts up from her son's
face.  "Sorry Dear".  She kissed her son's now red forehead in apology,
"that takes me back to when you were a toddler you couldn't get enough of
your Mummy's milk, always groping me for more".  "Mum..." Thomas whined
embarrassed at his mothers teasing, looking askance at his 3 grinning
siblings, apparently more embarrassed at his mother's trip down memory lane
than the fact he was being buggered publicly.  Heather began slowly
thrusting into her son ensuring that her long slow thrusts would slide
along her sons budding prostate.  This coupled with the fact that her trim
belly was rubbing against her son's still erect penis caused Thomas to moan
and then with a deep groan cum.  A spurt of white cum pulsed from his penis
which immediately spread like watery lotion across both his skin and his
mother's.  "I'm cumming mommy" Thomas cried out his conditioning to
announce each and every cum still working despite the fact that he was
being fucked by his mother, and half slapped to death by her tits.  Ruth
stood open mouthed realising that her mother had caused her brother to cum
in less than a minute, whereas she had failed to make Richard come despite
fucking him for what seemed like hours.  Heather removed her dildo from her
son with a plop.  Standing up she took a wet wipe, cleaning the mess her
son had made on her belly, and then with a maternal wipe cleaned the same
mess from her son.  Helping Thomas up Heather hugged her son praising him,
"My, my your sperm production is really coming along son, I'm so proud" and
waved her sore but happy son back to the wall, and then beckoned her
youngest child Lee to come forward and take Thomas's place.  "Well Ruth you
see that with plenty of lube, plenty of body contact, and slow deep thrusts
a boy can be made to spend in seconds.  So I want you to try repeating what
you have just seen on Lee here.  Here use this one" Heather handed her
daughter the smallest dildo from the table assessing the petite bottom of
her youngest child.  Heather picked Lee up by the armpits to help her
smaller son into position, as a loud click signified that Ruth had secured
the small anal plug into her harness.  As Ruth waddled over Heather handed
her the lube and stepped back to gain a better view of her daughters
efforts.  Ruth looked along the length of her youngest brother's body
realizing with some surprise that she had never really had much to do with
Lee.  Oh she had wanked him a few times but her sex education lessons had
been more with the 2 older boys, for obvious reasons she sniffed as looked
at her baby brother's cute little penis.  Lee's 7 year old balls small and
wrinkled, quite cute really Ruth conceded as she resisted the urge to
tickle Lee's balls, knowing that she was not supposed to touch the boys
bits when practicing prostate only stimulation.  Rubbing the lotion into
her fingers she leant forward and separated Lee's bottom cheeks exposing
his small pink crinkled hole.  Reaching forward she began running a lubed
finger up and down the outside of the hole, before gently inserting her
index finger to begin coating her brothers insides.  Ruth was surprised at
the strength of Lee's anal muscles as it tightly gripped her finger, even
extending out somewhat as she pulled the finger out to re-grease it.  Hmmm
probably because unlike Thomas and Richard mum and Dad had been going easy
on the youngest child's anal training, not wanting to hurt him
unnecessarily and put him off anal sex later in life.  A consideration she
agreed with, of all her brothers Lee was the sweetest unlike the other two
brothers Ruth sniffed who she would have cheerfully beaten to a pulp with a
baseball bat given half the chance.  "OK, don't over do it munchkin".  Ruth
started at her mothers voice as she looked down at Lee's hole noting the
pool of lube that now spilled out over the table where she had continued
her lube job as she daydreamed acts of unnecessary violence against her
other brothers.  "Remember long slow strokes".  Ruth nodded at her mother
and tried to line up the dildo swinging between her thighs with her
brother's dripping hole.  Bugger thought Ruth somewhat appropriately, I
can't reach.  Ruth's smaller legs and shorter dildo meant that she could
only just graze the outsides of Lee's hole, but not penetrate him unless
she grew another inch or two in the next 2 minutes.

   "Come on girl stop playing around" Heather commanded testily as she
watched her daughter struggle.  "I can't reach" Ruth whined.  Swiisssh,
crack.  Heather struck her daughters red bottom with the small cane she has
brought for such an eventuality.  The stroke was mild but given the state
of Ruth's poor bottom, still more than strong enough to cause her to scream
out in shocked pain.  Ruth yelping jumped onto her tiptoes at the pain that
exploded across her bottom and without realizing it managed to penetrate
her brother who's equally surprised yelp joined Ruth's as his bottom was
rudely opened up by his big sister's thrust.  "It looks like you can reach
now sis" Richard chirped up but quickly stopped his teasing at a look from
his cane wielding mother.  "Well keep going" Heather barked at Ruth who
realising what she had to do began using her hands on the table to lift her
groin up, looking like she was doing some obscene vertical version of press
ups.  Despite her awkward position Ruth managed to continue thrusting into
Lee.  Unfortunately for Lee who was not accustomed to enduring a vigorous
ass banging and for Ruth who's biceps and calves were burning from the
unexpected calisthenics she was performing.  To her dismay Ruth lacked the
attributes that enabled her mother to force an orgasm out of Thomas so
easily.  Ruth's breasts which were growing but were still no more than
bumps could not come into play unlike her mothers more ample endowment, and
her awkward upwards thrusting prevented Ruth's body from directly rubbing
Lee's tiny pricklet.  However enough of Ruth's slow thrusts were making
contact, if only by luck, with Lee's budding prostate to have an effect. 
Only seconds before Ruth would have collapsed, her thighs, arms, and lungs
on fire Lee finally screamed out "I'm cumming mommy".  With a groan Ruth
fell backwards and knelt down on her knees exhausted, her red face matched
only by Lee who panted on the table, his hand gently comforting his sore
red anus.  "Well done dear" Heather praised her daughter, "You can have 5
minutes to get your breath back and then you can continue practising". 
Ruth looked aghast feeling like she had just ran a marathon, only to be
told at the end that it was a false start, "mummy I can't, I can't" she
almost sobbed.  "Nonsense, I expect you to get 3 orgasms out of each of
your brothers.  So you have done Lee once, so thats two more for him and 3
for Richard and Thomas.  I also expect you to show some variety, so you can
practice doggy style, and cowgirl well cowboy I suppose styles as well. 
Don't worry we have all day and I'll help you by showing you some advanced
techniques".  At this Heather unclipped her strap on and picked up a longer
ribbed version, and with a grin crooked a finger at Richard who walked over
realising his bottom still sore from yesterday was in for it anyway. 
Heather oiled her dildo smiling inwardly, let's see if I can get myself off
this afternoon.  I can let George stew in his own juices tonight, that'll
teach him for teasing me.  Positioning herself behind Richard she pictured
her husband's hairy arse instead of her son's cute bubble butt, and thrust
in...



   The Coopers Chapter 20 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2007
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   The three Cooper brothers sat morosely in the back of the family
automobile as their mother drove them into the centre of town.  Richard
slipped a finger into the seat belt as it rubbed against his naked skin. 
The discomfort from the belts rough edges battling with the dull ache from
his anus for his minds attention.  Seeing his mothers stern reflection in
the driving mirror he stopped his fidgeting before his mother grew annoyed,
knowing his mother would not accept the fact that his bottom was sore as an
excuse for misbehaving.  But damn his bottom still felt red raw and wide
open from where his sister had rooted him last night to help with her
'training'.  He knew that his bottom was not red and wide open as he and
his two brothers Lee and Thomas had examined each other when their mother
had finally decided Ruth's strap on training had gone on long enough.  If
his hole looked anything like his brothers he knew it would be pink but
unharmed thanks to the copius amounts of lube his mum and sister had forced
up his bottom.  A copious amount that had caused him and his brothers to
dare not leave sight of the toilet, as the gel had an enema like effect,
and he knew his botty hole was in no position to hold out against any
pressure, inwards or out.  Richard jerked from his revelry as the car
stopped.  looking up he knew exactly where he was, the parking lot of the
mall in Northampton.  The last time he had been here had been to buy some
clothes, if such garments could be dignified with such a term, not that he
or his brothers were wearing any like usual.  Heather looked at her watch
conscious of the Doctor's appointment that she had arranged for Lee. 
Casting a look she saw her 3 nude sons loiter in the back of the autombile
unwilling to come out.  "If you are not out of there by the time I count
3..." her threat trailed off ominously.  The three boys leapt as if struck
by lightening at this and began exiting the vehicle.  Heather looked at her
three sons who stood half heartedly covering their appendages.  "What have
I told you about covering up in public, hands on heads NOW." Heather walked
up and down the line looking over her children.  "Unbelievable all 3 of you
have been in the Regime long enough to know that's not allowed" A chorus of
yes Mums and sorry mums answered their mothers lecture.  "I will not have
the good name of the Cooper family brought into disrepute by having 3
overally modest and disobedient boys is that clear?" "Yes mum".  Heather
lent forward and with a hand began to masturbate her youngest child's
penis, with her other she began also to fondle Richard.  Without looking up
from her task she ordered the oldest Thomas to wank himself.  Thomas red
faced began the task as ordered looking around and noting with some relief
that the lot appeared quiet.  Heather looked at the penis of her youngest
Lee and noted the tightness of his foreskin as she pulled back the skin
over his glans.  I definitely made the right decision to have this
tightness treated, just as well I have booked in Lee for the operation
today the skin on his winkle appears tighter than normal.  Stepping back
she examined her three sons all sporting little erections ranging from a
little over 1 1/2 inches in Lee's case to a still less than impressive 3
inches in the case of Thomas.  Well they definitely take after their father
in that department.  Heather stifled the giggle that formed on her lips,
and set her face in a suitably stern maternal frown.  "Boys you are still
to concerned with you your modesty.  trust me you have nothing thats likely
to frighten anyone.  Given that you are to keep these little peckers of
yours hard until I say otherwise - regardless of where you are or who's
there, and..  This is not a debate Thomas" she snapped seeing her eldest
begin to query her, "I don't want any of you to cum, so just remember if
you let yourself go soft you will be punished severly, and if you cum you
be punished severely - twice, understand?".  Her three sons all nodded
their understanding, and tried unsuccessfully to keep their resentment from
their mothers orders off their faces.  Heather ignoring this little flash
of definace turned and walked towards the entry to the shopping mall her
three sons, stiff pricks wobbling as if pointing the way followed her into
the bright lights of the shops.  Following his mother Thomas walked up the
gentle incline that led to the main thouroghfare of the mall, his hand
occasionally pumping his penis to keep it hard, anxious to avoid his
mothers ire, conscious that she had been in a bad mood all day.  With a
heavy heart he followed his mothers retreating back as she turned into the
mall bracing himself for the stares that were sure to face him.  Blinking
in surprise Thomas's jaw dropped as he saw standing opposite a gaggle of
naked children, one whos bottom was painted bright yellow.  Further off he
saw a naked teenager, old enough that his penis nestled clear to see
against a bush of black wiry hair.  Completely naked he trotted after a
pretty girl of the same age his hands full of shopping.  Looking around he
noted quite a few of the children were naked or wearing some form of Regime
clothing, one particularly beautiful looking girl wearing a transparent
pastic suit that did nothing to hide her small breasts and tiny slit. 
Still less than half of the children he could see where in the same
predicament as he and his brothers, but there were enough to mean that few
bothered to look too closely at the unimpressive boners they sported,
Thomas's muscles relaxing at this unexpected relief.  Oblivious to her own
children's relief or indeed the nudity of the other children in the mall
marched onwards to the exit that led to the Doctors surgery still silently
seething from the argument she had had with George last night.  Damn man he
knows just as well that this procedure is necessary for Lee's health, why
is he being so difficult?  Thinking back too last night she remembered the
tightness in her youngest sons foreskin as she wiped all three of her sons
down with a warm wash cloth.  Unsurprised that all three of her boys wept
and whined as she wiped the remnants of grease from their still sore
bottoms.  On which their sister had just recently stopped practicing her
prostate skills.  She was however far more concened at the yelp of pain
that Lee had cried when she had retracted his foreskin to wipe away any
smegma that may have built up.  She knew that it could not be because of
the anal punishment that Lee had suffered at the hands, or more
appropriately hips, of his sister as the training exercises thet had gone
through had specifically forbidden either the boys or their sister from
touching their thingies.  Heather suspected immediately what the problem
was.  Poor Lee's foreskin had always been tight and when she pulled it back
and it caught on Lee's tiny bump of a glans she remembered Dr Joyce's
diagnosis.  She had hoped that Lee's problems would be solved by the
prescribed cream, however clearly that was not the case.  What had really
upset her was her husbands reaction.  They way he went on you would have
thought she had asked him to get cut not his son.  The only way she could
get him to agree was to take him to Lee and get him to look himself. 
Although it was amusing to see Lee's sleepy expression of surprise to be
rudely awakened by his parents pawing his sore wee wee, but really her
husband should know she would only suggest such a final measure if it was
absolutely necessary.  "Thomas what did I tell you" Thomas started in
surprise at the sound of his mothers voice.  He had drifted away in silent
contemplation relieved that his public humiliation of being naked was at
least to a degree reduced by the others children.  He then knew what he had
down and his blood run cold.  His penis unlike his two brothers now hung
limp, and due to the slight chill of the air conditioning had retracted
into the warmth of his pubic mound, only a tiny nubbin of skin showing to
indicate he was in fact a boy.  "I'm sorry mum"' he apologized quickly
reaching down to remedy his neglect.  Slappp, his mother quickly slapped
Thomas's hand away the retort of the sound echoing through the mall causing
a few adults to turn and stare at the commotion, and a few children turn
and giggle at Thomas's discomfiture.  "I give you one little thing to do
and you can't even do that properly" with this admonishment Heather knelt
in front her son rolling her eyes at her sons hiding penis.  With a firm
grip she grasped Thomas too small balls and pulled down to free her sons
penis from its hiding place.  At this Thomas stood stock still anxious not
to pull his tender balls any more.  So still he stood that were it not for
the red flush to his cheeks he could have been mistaken for some sort of
cherubic statue.  Having freed her sons penis she began to roughly
masturbate him back to hardness with her free hand, giving a gentle but
still painful squeeze to Thomas's balls.  "I promised you a spanking should
you let that thing go down didn't I" Thomas nodded hurriedly willing to
agree to anything his mother said as long as she still held his testicles
so tightly.  "Well I don't have time now, Lee's appointment is soon - but I
have an idea, I had heard that it had already opened...hmmmm".  At these
mysterious but ominous words Heather looked around and with a grunt walked
off to a side avenue of shops.  Her grip on Thomas's jewels remained
causing a flash of agony to pulse through the boy as his mother tugged him
after her.  A snigger of snickering echoed in Thomas's ears as the watching
audience watched him mince and skip after his mother, quickly followed by
his 2 brothers who assidiously ensured that their respective manhoods did
not soften in the slightest.  "Here we are".  Thomas wiped his brow in
relief as his mother stood outside a shop finally releasing his aching
balls.  "It may cost me a few pounds but I can leave you and Richard here
safe and sound, while I take Lee to his appointment.  Thomas and Richard
looked up and saw the word "Creche 'Reg' Approved' emblazoned over a
slightly tinted window.  As their mother walked towards the door the three
brother peered into the window.  To one side they could see a group of
toddlers sitting around some naked some in diapers as a young woman read a
story to them.  On the other side a number of young children sat carefully
colouring in books with crayons as a stern faced man looked on.  The three
brothers paid little heed to these sights however as their attention was
irresistably drawn to the centre of a room.  Here lay two lines of black
machines.  Although they differed slightly in design the boys instantly
recognised them as Regime machines, the same as the torture device their
parents had set up in the basement.  The accuracy of this conclusion
confirmed by the sight of two of the 8 or so machines having an unfortunate
boy and girl strapped on, their faces indicating the sensations that the
machines were causing them.  Behind the machines lay a further line of
equipment.  These much less sophisticated than the machines, appearing to
be no more than vaulting horses with a few straps attached.  "Welcome to
the Mall Creche.  We are Regime licensed to meet the needs of children of
all needs how can I help" a beaming young man in his twenties greeted
Heather as she walked in.  The name badge indicating that his name was
Steven and that he was here to help.  "Oh yes I have two boys to keep
occupied while I attend an appointment can you fit them in?" "Certainly
madam we have only just opened so there's still plenty of room." looking
down he noted the two naked children still sporting erections that had been
pushed forward by their mother.  "Ah so they will need the Regime service I
assume?" "Yes...I wonder though do you also cater for the discipline side
of things.  This one has been naughty" Heather placed a heavy hand on
Thomas's head.  "Of course madam.  We offer the entire range of services.
From simple child minding" he waved towards the children being read to,
"right through to the most severe Regime approved punishments" at this he
gestured towards the two sweating children riding the machines and then to
a wall upon which hung a number of paddles, canes and other pain inflicting
tools.  "However we do insist that you give us a clear steer on the level
of punishment, what is you after a simple spanking, writing lines or
perhaps a severe thrashing, although that cost more you understand." "I was
thinking of leaving the two boys hooked up to a machine until I come back,
I shouldn't be more than 2 hours tops, but also throwing in a moderate
caning for Thomas here, is that possible?" "Certainly madam.  Follow me and
we can get the payment sorted out".  Heather followed the smiling man to a
desk and handed over a debit card quite surprised at how reasonable the
rates were, much cheaper than normal babysitting rates she thought, must be
the efficient assembly line set-up they have here she mused.  "One final
thing Mrs Cooper" Steven replied as he handed back Heather's card.  Heather
watched bemused as Steven with an assured grip which brooked no nonsense
from either boy quickly gripped Thomas's right buttock and stamped it with
a bright red number (921-A) and then stamped Richard with a (922-A). 
Letting the two boys go who immediately looked at the ink numbers they had
been marked with.  Steven then handed two slips with the numbers on to
Heather, "These are you receipts for the boys, please bring them with you
when you come to collect your stock - sorry err I meant children".  Heather
pocketing the two receipts in her handbag turned to her two sons, and
kissing them on the cheeks, which caused both boys to whine, she bid them
obey the nice man.  Taking Lee by the hand with a cheery wave she left the
two boys in the care of the creche.  Steven watched as Heather left the
shop and turned back into the main part of the mall.  Confident she had
left Steven quickly clasped the boys right ear lobes in two viscious grips
and turned the surprised boys faces to him.  "Now listen to me you two
little shits".  The casual use of the expletive immediately cowing the two
brothers.  "I'm in charge, and what I say goes, comprende?" Richard and
Thomas both nodded.  "If you behave yourself things will go easy, and all
you will have to worry about" at this he tweaked Thomas's ear extra hard,
"is a simple caning.  But cause any trouble than you won't believe what
will hit you, UNDERSTAND?".  Both boys nodded silently in terror at the
domineering man.  Who immediately changing mood, released their ears and
gently rubbing their shoulders walked the two boys towards the back of the
creche where a young woman stood ready.  "Darlene, get these two boys a
nice cold juice please.  You'll like that won't you?" not bothering to
await their answers he called out to the retreating back of Darlene, "Oh
and fetch down the number 3 senior cane.  We promised Thomas's mother that
we would give him a good dose of discipline".  "Right.  Richard isn't it?
Come with me we get you set up on a machine while we wait for Darlene to
come back with your drink".  Steven placed an arm around Richard and pulled
him towards the nearest machine.  "Now Richard are you familiar with these
machines" Steven asked as they stood in front of a machine.  "Yes Sir, we
have one at home but our one's bigger" a note of misplaced pride crept into
the tone of Richard as he answered the mercurial man.  "of course these are
the basic versions" Steven relied patting the shiny plastic top of the
machine.  As you see we don't have the big screen in front or any fancy
computer on these".  Richard looked at the machine.  It was about 4 feet
high and looked like a squat black table with a rounded top.  In the middle
sat a saddle shaped recess wherein two holes, the purpose of which Richard
knew full well lay.  Leg straps lay on both sides of the machine, a small
push button keypad positioned in front.  "You see Richard we don't need any
computers to ensure you're taken care of because we have specialised Regime
trained staff".  At Stevens gesture Richard watched another member of staff
as she walked between the boy and girl who already sat upon two machines.
In front of a boy about Richard's age the employee stopped and quickly felt
the pulse of the boy, from whose lips of thin line of drool ran as the
machine relentless probed and stroked him.  "So you have no need to worry
child.  Come with me we can set you up on this one" Steven took Richard to
a machine just behind the machine the suffering boy sat upon.  Reaching
down Steven opened a hitherto unseen drawer in the bottom of the machine
and pulled out a shrink wrapped dildo and a suction tube.  As Richard
looked on apprehensively he watched as Richard pushed the anal dildo in
with a click.  "Zoe give us a hand for a sec" Steven called out as he
attached the suction tube to the front hole, and with a push of the keypad
caused the machine to hum silently.  Richard noted with morbid curiousity
the trickle of oil that immediately began oozing from the dildo, in
readiness for it to be thrust up his bottom.  Zoe finishing her check of
the girl came over and with a nod to Steven helped Steven bodily pick
Richard up.  With a grunt the two employees lifted Richard's slight frame
until they lined up his anus with the dildo and with a slow relentless
motion allowed Richard's own weight and gravity to impale the boys anus
fully on the slick dildo.  That accomplished the two employees strapped
Richards legs tightly to the machine, and Richard quickly hooked the
suction tube over Richard's small penis, which with a slurp quickly formed
an air tight connection to Richard's groin.  Much to Richard's surprise
Steven and Zoe then walked away leaving Richard impaled on the still
inactive machine.  Thomas however knew why.  Steven had spotted the return
of Darlene who carried in one hand two small cartons of orange juice, and
in her other a thick nasty looking cane.  Darlene handed one carton to Zoe
who went off to help the impaled boy.  Richard was assisted to drink it by
the expedient of Zoe inserting a straw in his mouth and gently squeezing
the fluid into Richard.  Zoe handed the cane to Steven who began
immediately swishing the cane through the air causing a whoophing noise to
sound through the room, loud enough to attract the attention of the dozen
or so toddlers and older children who sat around the room.  Zoe ignoring
this walked to Thomas and waving away his attempt to feed himself, plopped
the orange juice straw in his mouth and proceeded to make him drink it as
if he was a toddler himself.  When she has finished Darlene withdrew the
straw and throwing the carton in a nearby bin stood up and took a firm hold
of Thomas's arm looked back at the swinging Steven.  "Steve are you ready?"
"Hmmm, oh yes, if you would tie him down to a spanking bench please
Darlene".  Thomas followed reluctantly as Darlene pulled him to a spanking
bench, which to Thomas eyes looked like a low built vaulting horse.  With
surprising strength Richard found himself heaved over the bench by Darlene,
who quickly snapped two arm restraints preventing him from moving.  His
bottom now pointed skywards and his head dangling floorwards.  Richard felt
the cold hands of the woman push between his thighs and levered them apart.
Thomas squeeled as her hands relentless spread his legs wide until he felt
as if he would split down the middle, until finally she stopped and quickly
strapped his thighs apart a cool breeze whistling down his wide exposed
crevice.  Steven walked behind the exposed boy admiring the tautness of the
young boys creamy white flesh.  He noted dispassionately the pinkness
surrounding the anus indicative of a well trained boyhole in his opinion.
He laid the cane across the exposed cheeks the length of the cane touching
a good amount of the inner thigh.  Smiling to himself at the boys flinching
he drew back the cane in preparation to deliver the first of many
strokes... "What you doing Mister?" Steven paused at this and felt a
tugging on his trousers.  looking down he saw a small girl aged no more
than 3.  Naked save for a thick diaper, clasping a threadbare teddy bear to
her chest.  Steven recognised the child as a regular at the creche, even
before it became Regime compliant, her name was Kylie and she belonged to
one of the shop assistants who worked at the Mall.  "I'm just dealing with
a naughty little boy, Kylie now be a good girl and go back to your story
time dear" Steven said as he readied the cane once more.  "What did he do
den?" Kylie's words muffled by her thumb which like always remain rooted in
her mouth.  "Errrr, well" I don't really know thought Steven, but to be
fair I don't really care either, "Well Kylie you see he didn't do what he
was told and his mummy asked me to punish him, now you don't want me to
tell your mummy that you didn't go sit down when I told you too, do you?"
"No cause I'm a good girl...  Can I watch...puleeze" she begged tugging
insistently at his trousers.  Looking for help from his female colleagues,
all of whom knowing that Steven was no good with the young children watched
on in amusement at his exasperation.  "OK just stand back.  we don't want
you to get hurt".  Nodding seriously Kylie waddled back and then walked
around to the front of Thomas.  Thomas looked up and saw to his chagrin a
three year old girl staring inches from his face.  "You've been a bad boy
haven't you.  You should always do what you are told otherwise you get
spank spank." Thomas finally snapped, angry at the catalogue of injustices
that had befallen him today.  "Why don't you just fuc..." Swiisssshhh,
thwick.  Pain exploded along his bottom as the cane wielded by Steven
crashed into his bottom, leaving a red line across his outer cheeks, and
his no exposed inner cheeks.  His intended expletive changed instantly to a
wail of agony.  Tears flooding his eyes.  Blinking them away Thomas tried
to recover a small moan still escaping his lips.  As his eyes cleared he
saw the grinning face of Kylie, who began to sing badly "You've been a bad
boy, you've been a bad boy".  Before Thomas could scream his anger at the
toddler a second blow slashed into his bottom an inch above where the furst
fell.  A gray mist fell across Thomas's eyes as any thoughts of speaking
evaporated in pain.  This time the next blow from the cane impacted before
Thomas could recover, and then another and another until less than a minute
from the start of his torment 10 wicked red weals lay across his bottom and
thighs.  Kylie watched delighted at the faces that Thomas made with each
blow amazed at the fact that this big boy was crying tears trickling down
his cheeks.  "Kylie do you want to help?" Darlene called out as Steven
stood back pleased at the 10 red lines his handiwork had caused, noting
with professional detachment the fact that the boy's bottom had cracked
open a few times causing a few spots of blood to seep out.  Darlene too
noted these spots and knew fall well just how severe Steven could be when
he really wanted to punish a naughty boy.  She had already prepared a pot
of antiseptic cream and had intended to apply it to Thomas herself.  Noting
the look of rapt attention Darlene knew a future regime Officer if she ever
saw one, had a bright idea.  "Kylie this boy has been naughty and has been
punished" she explained to Kylie as they both stood inspecting the wealed
and bruising bottom of Thomas.  "Now boys are tough and a little caning is
nothing to them" a point that Thomas vehemently disagreed with, or would if
he could think of anything but the searing pain in his bottom.  "However we
need to take care of them so that their bottoms can heal" Darlene smiled as
noted the serious look on Kylie's chubby Dave, "if only so we can cane them
again, when they do something to deserve it".  "This cream is good for
healing little cuts and 'owwieess', it does sting but that doesn't matter
to us now does it?".  Darlene scooped a generous amount of the green vile
smelling cream and plopped it into the outstretched hand of the toddler. 
Then directing Kylie's hand helped Kylie smear a thick covering along a
part of one cheek.  For an instant nothing happened and Kylie turned away
and scooped a little more on to continue her important task.  She stopped
as she heard at first a low moan, raising in pitch as the burning of the
medicinal cream burnt itself into Thomas's conscious awareness.  Only 5
seconds after the first application Thomas began screaming "I'm burning,
I'm burning" as the cream felt like acid being poured into his open cuts.
"Don't be such a big baby" the contempt literally dripped from Darlene's
voice, "This cream is perfectly safe, and in fact will help you heal
quicker.  A little burning sensation is a price worth paying.  OK carry
on." this last order was to Kylie who enthusiastically began slapping on
the cream all over the squirming cheeks.  After 30 seconds or so of what
felt like the 3 year old was applying a blow torch to his already sore
bottom she appeared to stop.  Every inch of his wealed cheeks now covered
in a thick layer of green medical cream.  Realising that his ordeal was
finally over Thomas breathed a tiny sigh of relief.  "You missed a bit,
Kylie" Kylie looked at Darlene confused as to her eyes all his cheeks were
liberally coated.  Darlene leaned forward and with her hands parted the
cream soaked cheeks of Thomas and expose a white line of his inner cheeks
where his anus stood exposed to the eyes of the astonished Kylie.  Her
astonishment soon gave way to glee and scooping a final blob of cream did
as Darlene indicated and with a her small babyish hand smeared a thick line
of the burning cream down the exposed crack, over the winking brown skinned
anus, and down to the top of Thomas's small ballsack.  The effect was
immediate.  With an almost audicle snap Thomas head pulled up and his eyes
opened wide as the burning of hs bottom reached new heights, a scream
trapped agonizingly between his lips.  "OK Kylie go get your hands washed
up, we don't want you burning your sensitive hands now do we?" Darlene
scooted the grinning toddler off to a child sized handbowl in the corner of
the room.  Turning to Steven who had by now recovered his breath and put
away the cane.  "We're finished here Steve, help me unstrap him we need to
mount him on the machine, his mothers due in a couple of hours and we
promised that her two boys would get at least 2 hours on the wanking
machines..." Next chapter: Lee realises that Thomas and Richard were the
lucky ones.



   The Coopers Chapter 21 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2007
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   Lee sat on the hard plastic chair his bare legs dangling off the edge
idly kicking back and forth as the minutes slowly ticked by.  Looking
around the room he was relieved to see only two other occupants.  His
mother sat next to him reading a magazine and an elderly woman who's
husband was in the minor surgery clinic having his in growing nail excised.
The elderly lady looked up and saw the little naked boy sitting opposite; a
wistful smile crossed her lips as she saw the pale skin of the boy and his
cute little penis poking out.  Giving a little sigh she remembered back to
her own children only a little disappointed that she had only two girls to
raise, and then back in the bad old days when children had 'rights'.  I
must call my eldest she thought, it's been such a long time since I've seen
my grandsons.  "Doris" a querulous voice interrupted her plans and the
elderly lady looked up and saw her husband stand by the doorway his foot
heavily bandaged calling for her.  Lee watched the couple leave his heart
fluttering knowing that he was next; but next for what?  Lee did not know.
He knew that it had something to de with his pee pee.  Both his mum and dad
had been poking it more than usual and not in the good knee trembling sort
of way either.  That was strange, after all he had not been wanked in over
a week, unlike his brothers and sister who kept up there several times a
day routine.  Not that he minded to be honest he was a little sore and
could do with the break.  "Mrs Cooper" Lee looked up at the voice.  A young
woman no more than 18 or 19 stood in the doorway a clipboard in her hand
beckoning Heather and Lee towards the clinic door.  Dr Joyce sat by a table
a pile of paperwork in front of him.  Standing he shook Heather's hand
warmly and bid her and Lee to sit down.  "I take it the cream did not work
then" he began.  "Unfortunately not Doctor, it is still just to tight for
comfort" Heather replied, "George and I discussed it and we decided that it
would be best to nip the problem in the bud before it becomes a major
operation." "It's for the best.  I don't normally approve of circumcisions
but when its medically required, well, it's best to do it when the
operation is relatively minor".  Lee looked back and forth between the two
adults knowing they were talking about him but unsure exactly what it was
they were discussing.  "well I need to do a quick check to see if the
phimosis makes the procedure medically necessary.  While I do that could
you have a look through the medical consent forms please Mrs Cooper" Dr
Joyce pointed to a sheaf a papers on the desk and then smiling waved Lee to
stand in front of him.  "Hayley fetch me some of the latex gloves please"
Dr Joyce asked the clipboard carrying assistant who had escorted Lee and
his mother into the examination room.  "Lets see.  Oh yes it does look a
bit red, doesn't it?  Lee, is it sore?" Lee nodded shyly in affirmation at
the Doctor's question.  He was not really that bothered by being nude in
front of his mum or the Doctor after all that was perfectly normal, even
before this Regime thingy started.  However he was acutely aware that the
young woman had returned with a box full of gloves and now stood next to
the Doctor with an excellent view of this penis.  "Lee this is Hayley she
is doing some work as an assistant before she goes off to University to
become a Doctor herself.  Lee, Hayley - Hayley, Lee" Dr Joyce made the
introductions as he pulled some latex gloves onto his hands.  Lee
instinctively shook Hayley's hand as she proffered it, blushing a bright
red at the feel of this young woman's hand on his own and realising his
nakedness.  "Right Hayley if you note the redness around the foreskin of
the Lee's penis, you'll have to get closer it is a bit small" Dr Hayley
began lecturing his young trainee.  His offhand diminution of Lee's private
parts reigniting the boy's fiery blush.  "There is a condition called
phimosis.  This is wear a boys foreskin is too tight and cannot retract
properly.  Sometimes it's genetic and sometimes a small tear or abrasion in
the foreskin from overenthusiastic rubbing can cause a tightening and
scarring of the skin." Lee tried desperately to think of anything that
would keep him soft as his penis was examined by the Doctor, anxious not to
go hard in front of this girl if he could possibly avoid it.  "Treatment is
normally steroid creams to loosen the skin but this has failed in Lee's
case.  Otherwise there's no real alternative to circumcision".  "Oh you
mean you're going to have to cut his foreskin off.  What a shame its such a
cute little thing" Heather remarked a little frown pulling down the sides
of her mouth as she looked at Lee's bouncing little penis.  Lee jerked his
head up at this.  What they going to cut me, they can't, no they must be
joking...  "Yes removing the foreskin or circumcision is relatively rare in
the UK compared to many countries, and the NHS will only provide the
operation id medically required.  You see it is possible for the foreskin
to become trapped which is a medical emergency....Lee" Dr Joyce spoke out
in annoyance as Lee pulled away from his examining hands and backed away
towards the door.  "No you're not going to do that to me it's wrong I
haven't been naughty" Lee's voice began to quaver on the edge of panic. 
Turning he tried to run out of this room of horrors.  Heather nearing the
end of the complicated legalese of the consent form snaked out an arm with
the speed of a striking snake, and caught Lee's arm in an iron grip without
even looking around, half expecting this response from her son.  Lee
slammed to a halt his feet slipping away from him as he fell on the wooden
polished floor landing heavily on his buttocks.  Heather then dragged Lee
back to her and with an arm wrenching pull pulled her youngest son up and
over her knee.  With her free hand she signed the form and pushing the form
over the table looked down and examined her sons bottom as if it were the
first time she had seen them.  Raising her hand she delivered two hard
slaps to each cheek immediately reddening the perfect twin globes.  With a
flick she righted Lee onto his his feet and cupped his chin between her
thumb and forefinger making him look her between the eyes.  "Lee, look at
me.  You have a problem.  Your little pee pee has gotten to sore.  We need
to treat it otherwise you could get sicker.  We don't want that do we?" she
asked.  Lee hiccuped and nodded.  "Well if we do a minor owiee now you can
avoid a bigger more painful thing later.  Now I know you're my little
trooper and you're be brave won't you and let the Doctor help?".  "Lee
smiled weakly, not all in agreement with the necessity of the procedure,
but like all little boys when his bravery had just been praised he could
hardly back down.  "That's a good boy now give mum a hug" Heather pulled in
her son and hugged him tightly, giving her son a peck on his cheek.  Having
done this she nodded imperceptibly to Dr Joyce who throughout this had been
readying a syringe.  Walking up to Lee who head buried in his mothers bosom
was unaware of his approach, steadied his aim and plunged the needle into
one of Lee's red cheeks.  Lee yelped tried to back away, but Heather held
him tight as Dr Joyce pushed the plunger in and pumped a strong sedative
into Lee's bottom.  Heather held onto Lee for a few seconds more until she
felt him go limp in her hands.  Picking him up she followed Dr Joyce
through to the next room where a medical trolley awaited.  Placing him on
the trolley Heather looked back as Dr Joyce ushered her out of the room so
the minor operation could be performed.  Lee laid looking up at the bright
light above the trolley his head muzzy and clouded.  Looming into sight
came two faces.  Despite the green medical masks they wore Lee recognise
them as Dr Joyce and his assistant.  What was her name, Lee tried to
remember but for some reason he ...  could ...  not ...  concentrate ... 
on ...  anything.  A second later a searing pain erupted in the base of his
penis until a cold numbness spread down paralysing his lower reaches.  Dr
Joyce removed the needle from Lee's penis stem and turned to Hayley.  "The
local anaesthetic will prevent Lee from feeling any discomfort for some
time.  Lee is small for his age and after we slice the foreskin off we
would only need one or at very most two stitches to seal the wound.  Lee
may not agree by having this done now is much better than waiting to he is
a teenager or a man, then this operation becomes much more serious.  What
we do first do is fully pull down the length of the foreskin, if you could
help, yes that's perfect Hayley, hold it; we then put a guard in to prevent
nicks to the penis itself.  That done we take the scalpel and slice thus...
Heather sat in the still deserted waiting room dabbing at the moistness in
her eyes.  Worried for her son and hoping that Lee would come to realise
this really was for the best.  "Mrs Cooper" Heather looked up at the sound
of Hayley's voice.  Standing in the door stood Lee still groggy from the
anaesthetic held by Dr Joyce.  Looking down she saw a thick wrapping of
bandages around Lee's penis.  She noted that Dr Joyce had kindly provided a
pair of see-through plastic pants for Lee to wear.  I'd hadn't thought of
that Heather though, I'm such a bad mother she thought unkindly of herself.
Like all mothers wanting their sons not to suffer.  "The operation was a
complete success Mrs Cooper" Dr Joyce advised Heather as she leapt over and
hugged her son.  "Fortunately due to Lee's size only one stitch was needed,
and that'll desolve by itself within 4 to 6 weeks.  Now I have to give you
some post operative care tips Mrs Cooper".  "Oh yes Doctor, whatever needs
to be done will be" Heather reassured both her son and the Doctor.  "Now I
know Lee is in the Regime but for the next 4 weeks he is medically excluded
from the Regime, here this is the medical notification" Dy Joyce handed
Heather an official looking piece of paper.  "I don't understand Doctor
last time you advised that anal or oral stimulation was possible.  Nothing
went wrong did it?" Heather asked worrying once again.  "No, no everything
is fine however Lee does have a wound and that wound must be allowed to
heal.  For obvious reasons masturbation is out of the question.  However
all erection can cause the healing process to slow, An erection could for
instance pull the stitches or reopen the scab.  For this reason all sexual
activity must be avoided.  For instance if Lee here was giving oral sex to
a teacher or other boy he may gain an erection.  Anal sex in Regime boys
tends to cause erections at the drop of the hat" Dr Joyce explained.  "Oh I
see.  Well of course in that case" Heather replied.  "To help you I have
prescribed a months supply of these" Dr Joyce held up a glistening oval
object about half the size of a hens egg, "This is an anal suppository. 
Insert one of these into Lee's bottom first thing every morning and he
couldn't have an erection even if Miss World came along and seduced him" Dr
Joyce guffawed at his joke.  "They're really that good" Hayley piped up
examining the tub of suppositories as she handed them over to Heather.  "Oh
yes Hayley, these could make a randy elephant limp.  So they can just about
handle a young boys libido".  Dr Joyce replied.  "Thank you Doctor I'll
make sure he has one every day" A smile crossed her face "It's a pity you
don't have any more spare I wouldn't mind a few on hand to keep my hubby
under control" Heather joked.  "Oh I would love to see you trying to slip
one of those to your husband unnoticed" Hayley piped up blushing at her own
suggestion.  "Now now ladies don't be so mean to all us little men.  If
these drugs got out to the public it could cause more problems for society
than cocaine or heroin ever did, well for half of society in any event the
other half might see it as a good thing" Dr Joyce responded with a smile,
"Mrs Cooper there shouldn't be any problems but if there are bring Lee
straight back, and in any case if you could make an appointment with the
receptionist for a months time I can check on the Lee's scar line for you".



   The Coopers Chapter 22 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2007
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   Heather opened the door leaving the still sleepy Lee sat on one of the
outside pay stools outside the Crèche.  A quick look at her wrist reassured
her that she still had a good 30 minutes before she would need to pay for
another hours care for Richard and Thomas.  Pushing the door open she first
saw her middle son Richard perched upon a cut down regime machine.  His two
hands in front holding his perspiration coated body upright.  His eyes
betraying the exhaustion and pain he was in.  Despite her sons haunted look
she paid him little heed.  Her attention was firmly fixed upon her other
son Thomas.  Thomas laid spread-eagled out over a large desk.  His two
skinny arms pulled above his head firmly held by the Crèche manager Steven,
his two legs almost painfully spread wide were each held equally firmly by
one of the female assistants.  Upon her sons chest Heather saw a young boy
aged perhaps 4.  He sat facing her sons exposed groin a pudgy hand
inexpertly pumping Thomas's small erect penis.  Thomas's head lolled back
and forth a thin line of drool coating his left cheek.  Around the desk
stood 8 other little children all clapping and encouraging their young
friend as he continued his pumping of Thomas.  Steven smiled as Thomas gave
another groan and out of the corner of his eye he noted the entrance of
Thomas mother.  Beckoning the remaining third assistant to take his place
holding Thomas down he stood and dusting off his knees walked over to
Heather.  "Arhh, Mrs Cooper I assume you would like an explanation?" "An
explanation of what".  Heathers blasé response for a moment discomfited
Steven, but recovering his composure, he realised that Mrs cooper was
indeed committed to the regime, it was just a pity he thought that she was
already married, he leered surreptitiously at Heathers full womanly curves.
"Well in that case lets go unhook Richard for you then, as you can see
Thomas is a bit...lets say tied up at the moment".  Richard looked up a
dull unresponsive look in his eyes.  He barely responded as Steven unhooked
the still vibrating penis tube from his raw penis, the only response came
when Steven and his mother lifted him gently off the vibrating butt plug.
The loud plop was joined by a small moan from his lips as his anus, forced
open for 2 hours as it had been, remained slightly open.  Richard's
reprieve was short lived as he found himself draped bottom up over one of
Steven's knees.  One of the man's hand casually wiping the small boys butt
crack and penis with a moist cleansing towel.  To ensure your son doesn't
stain your car seats the man explained to Heather.  "Urhhhh, I'm
cumm......." a pitiful attempt at a sentence from Thomas and a chorus of
applause attracted Heather's attention.  Turning her head she saw the boy
who until recently had been hamfistedly wanking her eldest boy jump down
from the table smiling.  His place upon Thomas's chest quickly filled by an
equally young girl who immediately began delivering yet another hand job to
the nearly unconscious Thomas.  That girl is surprisingly skilled Heather
thought.  Noting Mrs Cooper's look Steven thought it best to explain.  * *
* Steven sat down and looked around as the business of the crèche continued
as usual.  The young children sat finger painting, the older children
noisily playing some board game or other.  In front of him however was the
best sight of all for any child professional.  3 children sat secured to an
individual machine.  Each machine finished in a gloss black finish, each
child perched upon it as if sitting in a horses saddle.  The only sign that
these machines were more than they seemed came from the anguished faces of
the 2 boys and 1 girl who sat upon them, and the sight of one of the
machines which had been recently vacated by a 3rd boy whose mother had just
collected him.  The vacated machines sleek lines were marred; firstly by a
large stained covered dildo that was quickly unattached and taken away by a
Crèche assistant for cleaning; and secondly by a dangling vacuum tube that
until recently had been attached firmly to the boys cock and had drained
his immature balls dry.  The two boys seemed to be suffering more than the
girl.  Steven knew the reason for this.  The girls mother had only asked
for her daughter to be brought to orgasm twice Steven thought wistfully. 
The girls pubic mound was beautiful even if she was only 10, and surely
deserved more attention than measly 2 forced orgasms.  However the young
girl still had the pleasure of being held upright by the unnecessarily
thick vaginal and anal dildos that Steven had selected for her, that would
have to suffice he thought.  In any case I'm more interested in these two
beauty's.  The two beauty's he referred too were Richard and Thomas. 
Unlike the poor girl they had only been attached for 30 minutes. 
Unfortunately for the two boys their mother had inconsiderately placed no
limits on their orgasms.  This could explain why Richard had recently cried
out announcing his fourth orgasm as the machine continued its unfeeling
probing and sucking.  Richard's brother Thomas had only announced three,
but I suppose given the fact that he started 10 minutes later due to his
caning, I can forgive him that Steven thought.  Thomas was in agony.  The
thick prong that rubbed his prostate sent electric shocks of pain
throughout his body.  Yet despite the pain an almost equal amount of pain
rippled through his bowels out into his small stocky penis that was being
squeezed by the sucking vacuum tube that was strapped too his skin.  His
bottom badly wealed from its earlier thrashing ached abominably as the
sensations in his bowels and penis caused him to shift and squirm, each
movement reigniting the pain of his punishment.  Despite the pain Thomas
knew what was about to happen.  A third orgasm was slowly forming.  No
longer pleasant but simply painful he fought to resist the orgasm knowing
that like the last it would feel like fire being dragged from his small
testicles through into his penis.  "I'm cummmmminnngggg...." Thomas let out
a shrill cry, despite the pain conscious that should he forget top announce
a cum, his bottom no matter its current state would still be severely
punished.  For a moment the tube and probe grew quiet and Thomas began to
recover his wits, hoping that perhaps this torture was at an end.  A
foolish hope, seconds later the tubes began their assault on his red sore
flesh of his penis, the probe twitched and buzzed into life vibrating
against Thomas's prostate.  "No, No, NOOOO" Thomas began hurling his weight
left and right trying desperately, trying unthinkingly to escape the pain.
Steven watched alarmed as the desperate thrashing of the boy.  His
thrashing risked two things that Steven wished to avoid.  Firstly the boy
may harm himself he was after all held in place by an anal dildo, he could
easily bruise or harm his anus with this thrashing.  More importantly
Steven thought he could easily turn and break the machine.  The regime
machines the Crèche had were smaller and lighter than the more expensive
home machines.  It was possible that Thomas could topple the machine, and
possibly break it.  Calling to Darlene who sat nearby Steven leapt forward
and steadied the wobbling unit that Thomas thrashed upon.  When Darlene
arrived they quickly unstrapped the boy.  Angry at the disobedient boy
Steven turned Thomas over to belt his backside.  Thomas fell to the ground
and Steven began to loosen his belt ready to whip the crying and sobbing
boy.  Darlene placed a hand on his shoulder and wordlessly pointed to the
wealed and in small spots bleeding bottom of the boy.  Calming himself
Steven realised that even if the boy was in the Regime they were limits to
what was appropriate and what was abuse.  However disobedience must be
stamped out.  Leaning down he took hold of one of the sobbing boys arms and
dragged him to a standing position and shook him, "You stupid boy you could
have broken the machine.  Do you know how much they cost?  Well do you? 
Well if you can't be trusted to use our nice new machines, We'll have to do
it the old fashioned way won't we, come with me." Steven dragged the boy
bodily over to the desk where the younger children sat around.  Removing
the paper and paints from the desk he pushed the boy onto the desk.  Thomas
let out a cry as his sore bottom fell onto the hard plastic desk.  Ignoring
this Steven pulled Thomas' arms out and directed Darlene and a 3rd
assistant named Zoe to take hold of the boys legs.  The room grew quiet the
8 young toddlers sat open mouthed as a naked crying boy now lay on the desk
where until recently they had been painting.  the older children looked up
from their forgotten board game.  In fact the only two people whose
attention was not firmly focused on Thomas was Richard and the impaled
girl, who sat in their own little worlds of misery.  When Thomas was firmly
secured Steven looked at a young girl who sat around the table.  "Kylie do
you know what a boys thingy is for?" "To go potty" "Yes but it can also be
use to give boys special feelings, did you know that?" "Oh yes" the young
girl nodded sagely " you mean S.E.X" she spelt the word out proudly. 
"That's right.  You are a clever girl aren't you.  Do you want to help
Thomas here have special feelings" Steven asked knowing that Kylie was
unhealithy interested in such things, and expected the eager nodding that
Kylie responded with.  "Well hop on on Thomas here and take hold of his
small wee-wee" Kylie climbed up and with a tight grip took hold of Thomas's
2 inch penis.  Her over eager grip causing Thomas to cry out.  "What you
need to do is move your hand up and down as fast as you can dear" Steven
encouraged.  Kylie following these instructions began shaking Thomas's
willy up and down her hand a virtual blur.  Thomas let out a scream as
Kylie's hand raped him.  It was only the strong hands of the three adults
that prevented Thomas from throwing Kylie.  It was the longest three
minutes of his life and the most painful hand job he had received in his
young life.  Kylie's inexpert banging began to bruise the pubic pad of
Thomas, However enough of Kylie's enthusiastic thrusting found its way to
Thomas penis and glans.  "I'm cumming" cried Thomas as the toddler ripped
an agonizing dry cum from his bruised and sore willy.  the pain in his
balls and penis only over shadowed by the fact that a small girl had forced
him to cum in front of a group of toddlers.  The only comfort that Thomas
had was that Kylie had only taken 3 minutes and at last his torment would
be over for the day.  "Well done Kylie" Steven praised the girl who sat
smiling broadly at her success, "everyone a round of applause please".  The
other 7 toddlers all clapped their hands.  "OK down you come Kylie.  Who
wants to be next?" hands shut up from each child, "OK you next than Joe"
Steven selected a brown haired 6 year old, who climbed up to replace Kylie.
"What...  but, but I thought it was over" a whine escaped Thomas's mouth as
the heavier boy plonked himself on his belly and with a hand began to rub
Thomas.  Leaning in Steven moved his lips next to Thomas's ear as Joe
continued his turn on the boy, "Over, Oh dear me no, you mother wanted a
good 2 hours of this, and fortunately we seem to have no shortage of
willing hands to help....." * * * Heather nodded as Steven finished his
explanation of Thomas's fate.  "So far 5 of the children have helped." "I
see.  Don't worry when Thomas's bottom has recovered I will make sure he is
not to argue with adults who are only trying to help him, trust me". 
"Whatever you want Mrs Cooper.  Do you want me to get Thomas ready for
leaving?" Steven offered.  The three remaining children all groaned in
disappointment as they saw their chance to humiliate the older boy
disappear.  Smiling at the looks on the three children Heather shook her
hand, "I don't see why we can't wait until everyone's had a chance, its
only fair".  The three remaining children all cheered.  Thomas who through
the fog in his mind and pain in his groin turned at the sound of his
mothers voice.  Seeing the anger in his mothers eyes he knew in the pit of
his stomach that whatever the children cheered, it was not good news, at
least not for him.



   The Coopers Chapter 23 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2008
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   Some people just don't appreciate a Socialized Health Care.  The events
in this story take place some 2 years after the previous chapter.

   The Coopers Chapter 23 "Give him time, he's still only 13" George sat
opposite his wife across the kitchen table, his arms folded in front of
him. "Don't give me that Thomas started producing cum at his age, and
Richard is as physically developed as his brother was at his age" "Every
boy is different" "NO, we can't simply let this carry on.  Richard is 13
now and his inability to produce cum is holding him back at his lessons. 
Did you not see his last report card?" George Cooper gave in with a
helpless shrug realising by the set of Heather's eyes that his wife was not
to be persuaded.  "OK then take him to his appointment at the Regime clinic
at the Northampton hospital and see what they say then".  George looked
through the door into the lounge where he saw Richard now several months
past his thirteenth birthday sitting on the couch next to his older brother
as they played some game or other on the family's Xbox.  A scene, George
conceded, that was undoubtedly played out in a multitude of homes
throughout the world, exceptional though in the fact that the these two
boys were stark naked.  George waved and as Richard noticing his fathers
eyes upon him looked around and waved back at his father, who stood
admiring his son's nude form.  A moment later a howl of outrage came from
Richard as Thomas scored some advantage in the game over his younger
brother due to his lack of attention.  Has it really been over two years
since the Regime came into force George mulled as he backed out of room .
How did we manage 4 children before...

   "Why do I have to go to the hospital, I feel fine" Richard whined
pulling on a see through plastic poncho his mother insisted he wore given
the fine drizzle that came down outside.  "Because you seem to be
underdeveloped for your age" his mother replied cupping her sons two small
testicles in her hand.  "And I am responsible for ensuring there is no
medical problems".  Richard started to protest but thought better of it, he
could not argue with the fact that he was a late bloomer.  He was ashamed
every time a classmate would scream a cum and spray a rope of white cum
out, while he could manage to produce nothing.  It was doubly embarrassing
when his classmates would complain when paired off with him due to small
equipment.  The girls were the worst loudly complaining that they could
feel nothing when he was practising sex with them.  "Can't we go to the
hospital by a taxi at least?" "Taxi...  I'm not paying all that expense
when there is a perfectly good bus service just down the road" Heather
dismissed her sons suggestion, and taking him by the hand opened the front
door and began briskly walking down the garden path to the main road. 
Richard was sweating heavily by the end of the 5 minute brisk walk to the
nearest bus stop.  It was ironic he thought that although the see through
poncho and bottoms he wore did nothing to keep his bits from public view,
they did keep him very warm.  Dabbing a drop of sweat from his forehead
Richard spotted 3 teenage girls, unfairly, fully dressed walk past him. 
Only one bothered to examine the naked 11 year old boys body, a no longer
quite so uncommon site on the streets.  Sneering dismissively at Richards
minor appendage as being unworthy of a longer look she too walked past. 
Richard's annoyance at the girls look was interrupted as he heard the
approach of the bus.  As the vehicle pulled up Richard followed his mother
onto it, suppressing a groan as he noted that the vehicle was already
packed with passengers.  Just my luck thought Richard as his mother sat
down next to an elderly lady taking the last available seat.  Realising
that he now stood in the centre of the aisle his nakedness now even more
apparent, Richard flushed redly.  "Don't fuss" his mother answered Richards
complaint, you have nothing these people haven't seen before and getting
over your silly modesty issues will be good for you.  Richard's
embarrassment was only slightly mollified by the fact that his fellow
passengers, following the unwritten code of English passengers everywhere,
ignored the little boy as the scene played out.  Holding firmly onto a
support pole Richard steadied himself as the bus stopped once more at a
stop to let more passengers on.  To Richard's relief this included a middle
aged couple with two children.  The first a well built boy, perhaps 15, and
a girl, perhaps a year older, both clearly well developed physically.  Both
more importantly to Richard's dressed in similar attire to him.  Richard
realised happily that no one would now be interested in his body when they
could examine that of a boy whose penis Richard noted with a touch of envy
was a good 5 inches even soft.  More than twice his.  And then there was
the girl Richard gulped as the girl pushed down the aisle to stand in front
of him.  Her hips wide, her breasts round and full, a thick covering of
blond hair hiding her girl parts.  As the bus started up once more the
young girl swayed backwards her bottom pushing into Richard's belly before
she steadied herself.  Oh no...  Richard's belly felt it was on fire where
the beautiful young girls almost naked cheeks had touched him.  That fire
travelled down and ignited his small penis which hardened at the thought.
Desperate to avoid displaying his erection to the world Richard tried
imagining some of the least erotic thoughts he could.  Grandmother in a
string bikini, Grandmother in a string bikini , Grandmother in a string
bikini....  Thankfully it worked his hardening penis began softening once
more.  Then disaster the bus lurched once more as it came to a final halt
outside the hospital.  The girl Richard was trying to ignore lurched
backwards causing her to thrust her pert cheeks against Richard's partially
erect pee pee.  The young girl squealed as she felt Richards penis poke her
in her crevice.  As one the eyes of all the passengers turned to see the
cause of the girls distress, and then as one again the eyes of all fell on
Richard's erect 2 inches of manhood which had inadvertently molested the
girl.  Fearing for his bottom, and quite possibly his life Richard fell
backwards attempting to protest his innocence.  Afraid that the offended
girl would accuse him of rape.  A peal of laughter from the girl stopped
his apologies in mid flow, confused Richard looked bewilderedly at the
teenage girl.  The girl however turned to her mother who looked back down
the bus to see what the fuss was about.  "It's nothing Mum" the girl called
back, "I thought I was about to be abused.....and then I saw exactly what
it was that prodded me".  With this she pointed at the now wilting pride
and joy of Richard.  "I now see I never had anything to worry about".  A
roar of laughter echoed from all corners of the bus, and much to Richards
humiliation and chagrin he noted also from his mother who tries,
unsuccessfully' to hide her amusement, at her sons wounded pride behind her
hand.  Richard shifted on the cold plastic chair in the waiting room
seething at the injustice of life and particularly the insensitiveness of
teenage girls.  It's not as if he asked to be on the damn bus, looking up
he watched the door which led to the Doctor into which his mother had
entered some minutes ago, waiting apprehensively for her to reappear.  He
was aware that the last time his mother had taken one of her sons to a
Doctor he had ended up being circumcised, he mused thinking back on what
had happened to his younger brother.  Looking down he saw his foreskin
poking out, adding precious fractions of an inch to his less than
impressive length.  Richard realised that he needed every advantage when
comparing willy sizes, even when that advantage was only a flap of skin. 
Heather finished her explanation to the Doctor who sat opposite her. 
Watching him closely as he collected his thoughts "Mrs Cooper you do
realise that even today the average onset of puberty in boys is still 11 or
12 years old.  It is a bit early to start worrying about your son just yet.
In some cases puberty can be delayed until 16, he is after all only just
13".  Heather looked back firmly at the middle aged Paediatrician sitting
opposite.  "I know, but his brother was already well into puberty at this
age and I believe with all the advantages of modern medicine that the
sooner Richard develops, lets say' better equipment, the sooner we can
commence his more advanced Regime training.  I've being reports from school
that he is falling behind his classmates in his Regime studies".  Dr Edwin
sighed silently.  Oh God not another bloody Regime parent, I've no choice
then.  Lord knows I never entered medicine to hurt children, whether for
their supposed benefit or not.  The Regime laws are quite clear he conceded
though, a medical professional must proffer all assistance needed to
progress a child's progress through the Regime.  Edwin running a hand
through what was left of his hair weighed up the child's impending few
weeks of discomfit with his upcoming retirement and came to the only
reasonable decision open to him.  "If you sure Mrs Cooper then there is a
course of treatment that has been recently developed that can advance the
onset of puberty.  It was originally designed for children with hormonal
issues.  The Regime though permits it to be used on children who in the
opinion of the state or either of their parents may benefit from it". 
Holding a hand to forestall Heather's immediate acceptance of the offer he
continued.  "I should caution you it can be a rather ...  unpleasant ... 
experience for the patient.  What is required is a course of injections
containing a genetically modified hormonal trigger solution, which coupled
with genital development exercises will encourage seminal fluid
production". "Well I don't see a particular problem with that?  Doesn't
every child have injections, for measles and mumps and so on.  And those
sort of exercises are a daily staple In my household".  "That may be true
Mrs Cooper however your normal measles inoculation is not administered
directly into the testes of the boy".  "The testes, you mean his...  Oh I
see..........  Is doing that there safe?" "Safe?  Yes, pleasant no.  The
initial injections are administered here in hospital by trained
professionals in a controlled and sterile environment.  The daily booster
injections that are also required can be administered by a pen device. 
Those injections can be administered into any fleshy part of the body, we
recommend the bottom or arm usually.  We will of course provide you with
the injection pen kit before discharging your son.  This will allow you to
administer the boosters yourself at home with little difficulty.  After
that all you need to do is bring the boy back in after two weeks for some
tests and a full examination".  Clearing his throat the Doctor looked at
Heather and continued.  "You should be aware there will be some significant
discomfort involved for Richard, both from the administering of the
medicine, but also due to the fact that the medicine itself causes a deep
internal burning, tenderness and coincidentally erratic but powerful
erections.  And you should realise that this course of treatment won't
increase your child's final genital size.  It does not increase penis size,
it merely advances his natural development until Richard grows to his
natural penile length and girth, as well as his ability to produce
ejaculate and sperm?" he raised a eyebrow and gave Heather a questioning
look to see whether she understood the limitations.  Heather nodded her
understanding and waited for the Doctor to continue.  "and finally of
course puberty is an ongoing process.  It may take the child some years to
fully mature, just as it would have if mother nature was the cause.  While
the ability to ejaculate can de brought on fairly rapidly increases in
size, production of pubic hair, voice changes will develop gradually?  So
if you're happy I just need you to sign these indemnities and permission
forms and will can start...".  * Richard looked up as his mother came out
of the office with a piece of paper that she handed to a nurse at the
reception.  Richard smiled back at the nurse as she turned and smiled at
the boy.  His smile faltering slightly when he noted an odd hard look in
the nurses eyes.  "Come with me please Richard" the nurse said as she
looked through the paperwork.  "The Doctor says you need some shots to help
you".  With a look back at his mother who waved him on reassuring him that
she would wait here for him to return.  Richard sat on the leather table
completely naked.  The little cover his see through clothes provided gone.
Despite the nurses use of the word shot Richard was unconcerned.  He had no
particular problem with injections, a sore arm was of little consequence
after what he had gone through in the last two years of the Regime, and a
shot in the arm was far better than what had happened to Lee when he went
to the Doctor's after all.  Dr Edwin paused at the door to the procedure
room and beckoned his two trainees over too him.  He examined the two young
white coated Doctors.  The first a pug faced Asian woman and her colleague
a tall lanky man with a shock of fair hair.  "The two of you have not yet
participated in a Regime procedure have you".  Noting their nods he waved
them to follow him and began explaining the upcoming procedure he was about
to perform.  Richard lay back as the female nurse bid him, his eyes trailed
the nurse as he watched her place various unknown, but ominous looking
instruments upon a stainless steel tray.  Leaning beneath the bed on which
he lay Richard watched as two stirrups were set in place.  "OK get in
position boy" the nurse commanded waving her hand at the stirrups which lay
either side of Richard.  Richard looked back blankly not understanding what
the nurse wanted him to do Humphing in annoyance the nurse brusquely
grabbed Richards nearest leg and pulled it up and placed it firmly into the
stirrup.  Richard slid backwards on the treatment table.  The nurse taking
advantage of Richard's slip quickly fitted Richard's other leg into
position.  Within a heartbeat Richard no found himself legs akimbo his
small testicles and penis flapping and exposed.  "Good I see we're nearly
ready" Richard jerked his head down and peered down through his open legs
and saw Dr Edwin and his 2 companions enter the room.  Blushing fiercely as
realised his exposed body now pointed directly out into the corridor where
anyone could look in had they happen to be passing.  Richard breathed
easier as the door was shut despite the fact that the two younger Doctors
walked up to where he lay and dispassionately began looking at his exposed
body, like he was a piece of meat.  "Has he been given the sedative yet
nurse?" Dr Edwin enquired.  "Not yet, I was just about to give it" the
nurse replied holding up a small egg sized foil package.  "Don't worry I
think this would be a good opportunity for Dr Wanao to practice.  Sue if
you would do the honours." At this the young female Asian Doctor walked up
and accepted the foil package from the nurse, turning it backwards and
forwards in her hands.  Seeing his trainee was ready Dr Edwin puffing his
chest out self importantly and began to lecture his two trainees.  "The
purpose of this procedure is to accelerate the onset of puberty.  It will
involve the administering of powerful steroids into the subject.  Of course
as with any invasive procedure the subject will need to be sedated for his
own safety.  That is the purpose of the sedative suppository that you are
holding Dr Wanao." "Isn't a suppository rather unusual, would we not
normally give a standard intravenous sedative?" the fair haired male Doctor
asked.  "Given the entry of the location of the injections a suppository
will take effect much quicker.  Secondly Regime children such as this boy
are more used to accepting large objects anally, than they would be
injections.  It's a kindness really".  Richard grew perturbed he had not
liked the sound of 'large anal insertions', powerful hormones', and
location of injections', one little bit.  He struggled to rise and
extricate himself from the stirrups but was soon stopped by the nurse who
held him down with ease.  Richard's eyes grew wide as he watched the young
female doctor tear open the foil to display a ball shaped object,
glistening a sickly orange.  In truth it was only about half the size of
the egg, although Richard later in life would swear on his life that it was
in fact the size of a football.  Taking the suppository Dr Wanao pushed the
egg directly towards the pink starfish shaped entrance to Richard's bowels,
causing a shriek from the boy as his dry and tight hole resisted the
assault.  "Dr Wanio, lubrication is considered traditional when inserting
large objects rectally" Nodding an apology to Dr Edwin, though not Richard,
the young Doctor scooped a blob of jelly from a pot offered by the smirking
attending nurse.  Scowling back at the nurse Dr Wanao turned back to the
boy and eyed the exposed hole she had recently assaulted.  With a quick dab
Richard left the Doctors finger penetrate his sore bottom, the cool gel
easing the entry.  A quick smear was all the Doctor considered necessary
and with a sucking swiftness she retracted her finger.  With a firm and
incessant pressure the suppository eased into Richards bottom with an ease
the surprised the female Doctor.

   "Undoubtedly he is well used to anal dilation at the hands of various
items" Dr Edwin offered as an explanation at his trainees query.  "A small
insertion, once lubricated, would have been nothing to such a boy.  Isn't
that right Richard?".  Richard stared fuzzily at the white clad Doctor, his
head swam as he tried, unsuccessfully to focus his eyes and respond.  All
he could managed was a lull of his head and a slurred groan.  Smiling Dr
Edwin checked Richard's pulse and nodded in satisfaction.  "That worked
quickly.  Those suppositories contain a powerful muscle relaxant that could
knock an elephant out, a small boy stands no chance" with this Dr Edwin
carefully rolled Richard's small testicles between his fingers.  "One part
seems not to have been knocked out" "Hhhh ah yes well observed Dr Gallo" Dr
Edwin answered the fair haired Doctor who until now had not been involved.
"The suppository also contains a large dose of circulatory and circulatory
boosters.  These little beauties would soon replace Viagra if only we could
persuade impotent middle aged men to have egg shaped pills shoved up their
fundaments".  Richard floated somewhere inside his head only briefly
recognising the loud laughter of the 4 adults who stood around his exposed
and vulnerable body.  Staring up he saw the lights in the ceiling spin and
swirl in hypnotic fashion.  Through all this he did note that his pee pee
was painfully erect and a burning pain start to build in his bottom.  Were
he able to move Richard would certainly have cried out, but despite trying
to open his mouth he found all he could do was lay there as helpless as a
tortoise on its back.  Dr Edwin flicked the end of the long needle pointing
out of the syringe.  A dark viscous fluid seemed to ooze in the tube of the
syringe.  Finally satisfied he handed the syringe to Dr Gallo.  "Remember
now, you need to take a firm hold of the selected testicle.  You then
insert the needle into the largest section of the testicle, and squeeze the
solution in, in a slow and steady manner.  Don't worry if the scrotum turns
black, that is due to seepage of the solution".  The young faired head
Doctor listened intently and leant forward over the naked prone form of his
patient and almost lovingly took hold of Richards diminutive left testicle.
Richard groaned internally as he felt his sore balls being manhandled. 
Despite being effectively paralysed he still felt everything.  The cool
breeze of the air conditioning unit, the firmness of the mattress on which
her lay, and the coldness of the metal stirrups in which his ankles lay. 
Despite the myriad sensation Richard paid none of them any heed.  His mind,
what he could use of it, was concentrated like a laser beam on the burning
in his bum and the dull pain of his ball that the man who stood over him
had hold of.  Richard had suffered through much worse during his recent
life though and despite the discomfort was not scared.  After all he
thought it could be worse I could be on the Regime machine in the basement
at home, in comparison this is almost peaceful....... 
Arrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhh.  A mental scream echoed through his skull as he
felt a cold, hard needle penetrate his defenceless ball.  He tried
desperately to throw the man off him as a stream of what felt like liquid
fire was squeezed into his testicle.  Help me, oh God help me the
pain........  The two Doctors watched their compatriot as he administered
Richard's treatment.  Looking over Richard they could see that his muscles
were completely relaxed despite the treatment, a thin film of drool running
from one side of his mouth the only sign of movement in his body.  If
however they had looked close, looked into Richard's eyes, they would have
been less sanguine about what the boy was feeling, might have seen the pain
and terror that run through the child.  Unfortunately they did not do so.
Instead the female Doctor prepared a second syringe and leant over the boy
after her fellow trainee had finished.  With a clinical eye she noted that
as warned the boys left testicle sack was almost black from the overspill
of the burning solution, that even as she watched obliviously tormented
Richard as he felt his balls were burning away.  The powerful sedative
still doing its job, Dr Wanao took hold of her patients right testicle and
began the second half of the treatment.....  * "And how is Master Cooper
doing now?" Richard looked through red rimmed eyes at the young auxiliary
nurse who smiled brightly at him.  Sullenly saying nothing watched as the
nurse, who could have been no more than 20 swished back the curtains around
the medical bay in which he had been taken to recover.  Richard looked down
his his little balls, now black and swollen to twice their normal size.  He
winced as the nurse jostled his bed as she leant down and picked up a bowl
in which Richard had earlier been sick.  It's not my fault Richard thought
as he ignored at the look the nurse gave him as she took away the offending
bowl for its contents to be disposed of.  Watching her leave Richard
thought back to the events of an hour ago.  Barely 10 minutes after being
wheeled out of the treatment room the sedatives finally began wearing off.
As soon as his mouth worked once more Richard began to scream, in a
catharsis to ease the torment he had gone, and was still going through. 
The scream was interrupted as Richard felt a rush of bile rise from his
gullet and he began to noisily be sick.  Fortunately the young auxiliary
who was attending him was prepared for this and quickly directed the
suffering boys head over a bowl.  Having attended several young boys
following such treatment the nurse expected such an occurrence, and had the
bowl ready in anticipation.  She was also ready for the second messy
eruption despite the fact that this one came from an entirely different
orifice.  Richard however was not, his mouth tasted foul and to add insult
to injury he felt his bowels rumble alarmingly, and a burning pulse of
liquid push against his sore anal muscles.  Sitting up he immediately to
seek the nearest toilet he realised his mistake.  The motion caused his
heavy swollen balls to come into contact with the unyielding firmness of
the rubber covered mattress upon which he lay.  The flash of agony this
caused him caused his battle with the his bowels to end in a sudden
explosion.  A splurge of suppository residue, a residue that had caused the
impromptu enema to came out in a noisy and mortifying rush.  The auxiliary
nurse had expected such an event which explained why the mattress upon
which the boy writhed in humiliation was covered in a rubber sheet.  The
nurse having assisted a number of boys through the procedure was well aware
of the side effects of the sedative suppository.  Fortunately for her she
had in a previous life been a personal assistant in an old persons and as
such the nurse was used to dealing with such bodily fluids.  With a trained
professional hand she lifted the small boy off the bed, changed the sheet
and then carefully cleaned the boys bottom with a wet cloth.  Normally
Richard would not entirely have minded the soft hands of the young nurse as
they carefully cleaned his intimate parts.  What he soon realised was that
these touches was beginning to effect his small penis.  Initially his
burgeoning erection was merely uncomfortable but as it hardened to its full
glory a searing pain pulsed through his swollen balls as they contracted
and tightened.  "Stop squirming" the nurse slapped the crying Richard's
right thigh as she finished her cleaning of him.  Even this relatively
gentle slap cause Richard to cry harder when it caused his balls to sway
gently.  Finishing her ministrations the sore, embarrassed and pained
Richard was finally allowed to lie back on the bed and rest his eyes.  *
"Is he ready to come home then Doctor?" Richard looked up in surprise
failing to note the approach of his mother or Dr Edwin, lost in his
remembrances as he was.  "As soon as we have checked that he can still
function properly you can take him home." Heather looked quizzically at the
Doctor "I mean we need to ensure that he can obtain an erection.  Which
according to the nurse that helped clean him up he seems quite able to. 
Unfortunately I was not here to see it for myself so I'll need him to
repeat the process.  Just to ensure there are no functional difficulties
down there." Richard flushed red as he saw his mother give him an amused
look as she saw Richard guiltily look towards the auxiliary nurse who now
stood tending to another patient.  "We also need to ensure that he can
reach orgasm, albeit still only a dry orgasm, it will still be some time
before the ability to produce ejaculate is brought on" Dr Edwin explained
noting the keen look on her face.  "A nurse should be free in an hour or so
to masturbate the boy to check his response" Dr Edwin explained and turned
as if to leave.  "1/2 hour, no I'll do it my husband is coming to pick us
up soon.  We need to get back home for the other children and we really
can't spare another hour waiting for Richard to perform" Heather offered.
"I do perform such activities on all my children quite regularly."
Acquiescing Dr Edwin offered to close the curtains around the bay to give
the boy and his mother some privacy.  An offer that his mother declined out
of hand as being quite unnecessary, a refusal which caused Richard to blush
pink once more, realising he was about to be wanked by his mother in a
public hospital in front of everyone.  Richard did not though offer a word
of protest despite the pain in his groin, seeing the determination in his
mothers eyes.  Perhaps he hoped at least mum will try to take it easier on
me than a strange nurse would.  "Owwwwwwwww" Richard yelped as his mother
brusquely took his foreskin between thumb and forefinger and roughly pull
it back and forth, soon dispelling his vain hopes.  Heather quickly rubbed
her sons penis up and down blithely ignoring her sons whines, well used to
her boys complaints when she took matters into her own hands.  Conscious
that George waited outside in the family car.  Richard's body went ram rod
straight as his mother continued her assault on his penis.  His bowels
despite, or perhaps because of, his earlier accident felt as if they were
on fire.  His blackened balls literally felt as if he had been punched hard
by some heavyweight boxer and ached tremendously.  And now his penis joined
in adding its scream of pain to the chorus of pain his little body was
going through.  His mother was never the best masturbator Richard
remembered.  Given the choice Richard would have preferred the loving hand
jobs his father would give him when tucking him in every night.  His mother
was much more mechanical and rough when playing with her children.  Her
method involved simply jerking his sensitive foreskin back and forth until
his body despite its discomfort was forced to react.  "Come on Richard. 
Hurry up" Heather demanded of her son increasing her pace at the same time.
Looking at her watch and grimaced, "Richard your father is waiting in the
car park, having driven all the way here from work just to save us the bus
ride home." Deciding to speed matters further Heather altered her grip on
her sons penis.  Using the classic fist stroke instead of her two fingers
she began pummelling Richards small willy back and forth.  Her fist now
bouncing back into Richard's hairless pubic pad.  At the best of times this
would have been painful for any boy.  For Richard with his groin already
sensitive and aching it was intolerable he started to scream for help, when
finally his body shook in a violent dry cum.  A dry cum so intense he
collapsed to the floor once his mother loosened her vice like grip on his
now red and exhausted penis.  "Richard.  What have you been told about
announcing your cums..." His mother demanded her desire to return to her
husband before he received a parking ticket seeming to blind her to the
broken state Richard was in.  Raising a hand she made to as to slap
Richard's bottom.  Dr Edwin reached out and caught her hand.  Shaking his
head gently he lowered Heather's hand.  "Madam you must excuse the poor boy
he's had a very trying day.  The best thing would be to take him home and
let him sleep.  Please excuse any lapses on his part".  Heather turned to
her son and realised her mistake.  My dear boy she thought as she watched
her son laying on the floor curled up trying to protect and soothe his
aching privates.  "Oh Richie" leaning down she pulled her son into a big
hug, and kissed the sobbing bot gently on the forehead picked him up bodily
in her arms and made to take him out to his waiting father.  Stopping she
made to explain to the watching Doctor as well as the hand full of others
present who had stopped to watch the scene silently.  "I'm sorry Doctor. 
Please understand I am a good mother.  It's just, it's just that I've been
so worried about Richard being in hospital, and his father waiting, and
..." Heather stopped a small tear creeping from one eye, flustered and
finally realising her anger at Richard was misplaced worry and anxiety. 
Patting Heather gently on the arm and then stroking the hair of Richard who
lay in her arms Dr Edwin made to reassure the woman.  "I know.  I know. 
It's been a trying day.  Take Richard home now my dear, trust me I believe
you're a good mother".  Dr Edwin watched Heather as she walked out through
the doors after collecting an injection pen and supplies of medicine from
the Ward nurse.  Richard now composed holding her hand and walking by her
side.  But after what Richard has gone through today, and will go through
over the next weeks I doubt if Richard would agree that you're such a good
mother.  Sighing Dr Edwin turned away and continued his rounds.



   The Coopers Chapter 24 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2008
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further,
and do not save this story.  * * * * *

   The Coopers Chapter 24 "Oh you look absolutely darling Ruth.  You'll
going to be a perfect blushing bride".  Heather twirled in her pristine
white wedding dress.  Looking at herself critically in the mirror she
admired her now, finally arrived, breasts.  Moving down her narrow waist
flared into shapely hips accentuated just perfectly by the cut of the
exquisite sick wedding dress she wore.  "Well dear what does it feel like
to be 18 and and about to marry a wonderful boy".  Ruth looked back at her
aunt Linda who sat watching her niece model her gown.  "...and after 4
years of practising you'll guarantee that man of yours one hell of a
honeymoon".  "Tanya please" Linda tried to hide her smile at her daughters,
and Ruth's cousins earthy humour.  Poking her tongue at Tanya she thought
ruefully of the 'man' she was to marry.  Robert a nice enough boy she
supposed.  It was just that he did nothing for her.  It wasn't fair she
thought this bloody Regime Act.  Once she turned 18, only a month or so
ago, she hoped to be free of it.  To her chagrin it became apparent that
she was covered by the act until at least 21 AND the Act allowed her
parents to decide who she could marry.  Well at least her parents had
waited until her 18'th birthday, they were already talking about marrying
off Thomas and he was only 16.  It wasn't fair, she thought, as she began
with the help of the aunt and cousin to disrobe from her gown.  I never had
a chance of dating.  Oh no my parents simply made an arrangement with
another Regime family who thought me and Robert would be perfect.  She
thought back to the awkward Sunday tea when she and Robert were introduced.
You could not believe how embarrassing things could be until one found
oneself naked sitting next to a strange boy her own age who was just as
naked.  Then having their parents discuss their future together.  To cap it
all they were ordered to see whether they were physically 'compatible'.  4
years of the Regime had long ago burnt from Ruth any modesty, but even so
to be fucked by a ham fisted boy in the front room with their parents
looking on and making critical remarks.  She had no idea what the boy had
been learning to do in the Regime but apparently it had little to do about
pleasing a woman.  In the end despite Ruth's less than glowing opinion they
had decided they were compatible.  Robert had enjoyed himself spending in
her quickly enough and other than his performance he was a perfect match
for Ruth.  When she raised her future husbands performance with her mother.
She just laughed saying that while god had invented man, man had invented
the vibrator, a device that could solve many problems.  So here she was the
day before her wedding.  Shrugging realising that she had no choice she
quickly dressed.  Well at least that was a relief when she turned 18.  Her
parents had permitted her to remain clothes as she wanted.  Despite the
fact that the Regime Act allowed them to keep her naked until 21, so that
she had better behave...or else.  "Well dear have you decided on the page
boy outfits.  Is it the blue or red then?" Ruth chewed her lip and then
deciding turned to Linda who awaited her answer.  "The blue it will stand
out better don't you think".  Nodding Linda picked up a blue roll of ribbon
and called out.  "Thomas, Richard, Lee front and centre".  The three woman
turned and watched the three boys walk into the room, as reluctantly as if
they were going to an execution.  "Come on, Come on.  If you don't hurry
all three of you will be taking a visit to spanked botty town".  The eldest
of the three boys Thomas gave his cousin a murderous look, but kept this
look carefully from the view of the aunt.  Knowing that she would have
whipped him or worse without compunction despite the fact that at 16 and
near full grown he towered over her.  Thomas also knew that had he resisted
his aunt could have bested him easily.  He may have outweighed her, loomed
over her and been stronger yet she was an adult and as such held the power
of life an death over him.  Well not literally, but life and death over his
bottom and penis that was for certain.  Linda looked on as the three boys
lined up.  The tallest Thomas, stood at one end, his face permanently
surly. He was well built his penis a respectable 5 inches.  It lay slightly
incongruously against his bare dangling testicles.  His parents determining
that only men had pubic hair not little children.  She smiled as she
remembered last night when she walked in on Thomas laying screeching on a
table his father applying a thick coating of hair removal all over his
groin and bottom.  His fathers hands causing the boy to become erect. 
Meaning even the shaft of his penis was coated with the hot burning hair
removal cream.  Looking along she smiled at Richard, a most beautiful boy.
His penis and balls beginning their progress finally towards maturity.  She
thought back to a few years ago when her sister came around crying. 
Sobbing on her shoulder about the pain she was having to cause her middle
son, and despite all that there was no sign of Richard ever developing into
a man.  Just like her sister.  If she had waited a few months then the
signs of Richard's development started making all of Richard's suffering
worth it, well I his mothers view if nor Richard, his opinion had never
been asked.  Finally her eyes alighted on Lee the baby of the three.  Baby
was an appropriate term.  Compared to his two teen boys who were well on
their way to manhood.  Lee was still just a boy, his groin hairless through
nature and not the wax and plucking his older brothers went through daily.
I just hope for my little sweeties sake he starts to show some signs of
developing soon.  Otherwise his mother may put him through what Richard
went through, and he would not want that.  The three brothers looked
uneasily at each other as their aunt appeared to stand motionless staring
blankly into space.  Linda shook herself and returned to the task at hand.
Hefting the blue tape of ribbon she addressed the line of naked nephews
that stood arrayed in front of her.  "Well boys your bid sister has
FINALLY" she cast an amused look at her niece, "decided on your page
costumes".  At this exciting news the three boys were surprisingly
unimpressed, perhaps because they had seen the options their sister was
deciding between and neither option would have been their choice.  "She's
gone for the blue.  Well you now what needs to be done now" Linda continued
with a grin that she shared with her daughter and niece.  The three boys
hands reluctantly, they had after all cum twice today during their basic
Regime exercises, went to their still somewhat sore penises and began
working them erect in readiness for their fitting.  Linda watched patiently
as the three boys wanked themselves hard, giving them some leeway knowing,
she had been there after all, that they had cum just 45 minutes ago.  But
young boys were resilient and horny so in little time they achieved their
varyingly impressive erections, and stood ready for their aunt to inspect
them.  "Good, Good.  Now lets try your outfits on then" with this Linda
knelt in front of Thomas and with a quick practised hand tied a neat blue
bow around the boys shaft and then tied another around his testicles
causing them to stretch uncomfortably.  Stepping back Linda and the two
girls admired the three boys who stood motionless, accept the occasional
movement of their hand as they kept their penises erect as they had been
instructed during the earlier wedding practices.  "Once we add their little
bow ties and comb their hair properly their be absolutely darling" Linda
bent forward and kissed Lee on his cheek before ordering the three boys to
take off their bows and go and play.

   Ruth sat on the end of her bed wearing only a see through chemise
looking at the wedding dress that stood draped over a chair.  It was the
morning of her wedding and butterflies fluttered in her belly.  It was the
morning of her wedding, the day she stopped being a child and became an
adult, not that she felt like an adult, if truth be told she felt like a
little scared girl.  These fears were not helped by her mother who had only
just left who had spent the last 15 minutes crying and hugging her
daughter. Blubbering about her baby daughter finally growing up and how
this was going to be the best day of her life.  Best day of my life, Hah
hah, all I feel is an impending sense of disappointment Ruth sniffed unsure
that she really fancied a future with the bland, and less than
exceptionally talented boy her parents had selected to have their daughters
hand in marriage.  "Hi pumpkin" Ruth looked up and gave a smile as she
watched her father already dressed in his dapper morning suit enter her
room closing the door softly behind him.  "Just thought I would see how my
little princess is doing" They chatted for a while reminiscing over Ruth's
childhood.  George teasing Ruth with stories of her misspent youth, Finally
George hugged his now full grown daughter around the shoulders and made to
leave, to allow his daughter to begin her preparation.  "Dad.  Yes.  I just
want to say.  Well you know...thank you for everything.  I love you". 
George was unashamed as he cried holding his daughter.  "Dad after today
I'm going to be a adult and legally we'll not be able to be with each other
again.  Don't be so silly you and your husband will be living here for the
next few months until you can afford your own place.  I don't mean that I
mean together physically.  The law only permits parents to 'train' their
children while their young.  Ruth dear, trust me you don't need any more
training.  Your exam results were excellent you got good marks in your oral
exams and your anal results were truly exceptional the Regime Instructor
said so himself.  Ruth blushed at the praise but resting her hand on her
fathers shoulder.  Please one last time.  Tanya go and hurry up Ruth would
you we only have 2 hours left before the car arrives.  Tanya waved at the
back of her aunt Heather who by now had turned away flitting around
attempting to manage the organised chaos of the wedding morning.  Tanya's
ears pricked up as she reached her cousins bedroom door.  The unmistakable
sound of grunts and moans carried past the wood of the door.  Silently she
opened the door and watched amused as the flabby arse of her uncle framed
by his lowered trousers.  The pale legs of his daughter wrapped around him.
Tanya watched as her uncles cock pistoned into her cousins hole, still
plucked bald as almost all Regime children were.  Perhaps when she was
married she would grow her pubic hair out.  Apparently a lot of woman did,
a badge that there were free of the Regime and all its restrictions.  Tanya
secretly felt her own pussy through her jeans, not me though I prefer a
good bald look myself.  Tanya's attention returned to the incestuous scene
in front as by the sounds coming from her uncle he was almost ready to cum.
Waiting a few seconds until...  "Come on Ruth, Uncle George everyone is
waiting".  Ruth's head looked up in surprise her flushed face blushing. 
George's head jerked around and he attempted to stand.  Unfortunately for
him and for Ruth's pretty chemise all his attempt to9 stand achieved was
for his milky cum to spray up and splatter across his daughters clothes
rather than deep in her womb as he had planned.  "Just could not resist one
more time Uncle" Tanya teased as George struggled to fasten his clothes and
Ruth dabbed ineffectually at the cum oozing down her chemise.  "No.  Well,
it wasn't like that, it was..." George blustered before giving up and
walking haughtily past his niece with his tattered pride wrapped around
him. Smiling Tanya bounced and sat down next to her younger cousin.  "Let
me guess you wanted one more orgasm before marrying that drip Robert?" "He
is a bit of a drip isn't he" Ruth replied.  "Yes.  Almost as big a drip as
this one".  Tanya pointed to a drip of Ruth's fathers cum as it pooled and
then dropped from the chemise onto Ruth's bare thighs with perfect timing.
George stiffened as he heard the two girls giggle wildly as he stalked down
the hallway, stiffening straightly before walking on.

   The three Cooper boys stood in the entrance to the old church handing
out flowers to the guests as they walked into the church.  Keeping the
fixed smiles on their faces despite the jokes and condescending comments
about their 'divine' page boy clothes.  Remembering the threat their mother
had made to their bottoms as she helped tie their penis and neck ties on.
"Where the hell is she.  I know brides are supposed to be fashionably late
but come on" George stalked up and down outside the church awaiting the
arrival of his daughter.  He looked to one side where the bridesmaids stood
marshalled by Tanya who was the Matron of Honour.  He could not help
himself but admire the cuteness of the two girls, cousins of Robert and
both aged only 6.  They were naked save for a square of pink silk bows
fastened with glue upon the hairless girl pussy clefts, and two pink
tassels in the shape of bows glued on each nipple.  Their ensemble
completed by another pink bow in the hair.  It appears my daughter has a
thing about bows mused George, as he looked once more at his watch.  George
looked to his other side his amused smile at the girls excitement dropping
from his face.  "What were you told about those things" he demanded of his
three sons who stood sulkily by the church door, his finger pointing at the
penises which due to the cold had drooped and shrunk.  Shrunk so far that
were it not tied so tightly around the penis of Lee may have shrunk to
nothing.  "You're to keep them erect at all times so your page boy penis
ties are on display" A chorus of yes dad's came in response as they
reluctantly stroked their freezing appendages back to hardness.  The
giggles of the two bridesmaids not helping them in their task.  Turning
away from his sons George saw the white Rolls Royce pull up outside the
church.  "Finally.  About time" he moaned, although his tone softened as he
watched his beautiful daughter step out of the car in his glorious white
dress.  "Right children places please, and remember today is Ruth's day".
The Vicar cleared his throat as he looked at the couple standing in front
of him.  "Dearly beloved we are gathered here in the sight of God..." "Come
on." Richard thought as he stood to one side watching the ceremony. 
Groaning as the Vicar droned on.  Noting his penis was once again softening
he stroked it once more just long enough to harden.  He was aware that he
had been in a state of permanent erection for 20 minutes now and if he
wasn't careful could embarrass himself even more than he was now.  And
given that he stood naked in front of 100 guests, a vicar, a choir, and a
photographer would take some doing.  Oh God hurry up Richard begged
silently as the old vicar continued the service in his droning tone.  His
penis ached from his continued fondling.  He looked over to his mother who
sat on the front pew , for permission to stop, who with a stern look bade
him continue, or else, before turning back to look at her beautiful
daughter as she stood in her wedding gown.  Ever since two years ago when
he had had to go through a course of medical treatment, painful treatment,
his penis and testicles despite growing had suffered the problem of being
trigger happy.  It was embarrassing both his older and younger brothers
could wank and fuck for hours.  Yet he could only go a few minutes. 
Apparently this was a side effect of the treatment that was not known when
he went through it.  Despite the medical excuse his parents gave no leeway
to me Richard whined, still believing a good spanking can beat some stamina
into me.  "Ah, Ah, shit that was a close one.  Breathing a sigh of relief
he felt his penis twitch before his impending orgasm subsided somewhat. 
The vicar turned the page and looked up at the congregation.  "I am obliged
by law to ask.  That is anyone here know of any lawful impediment why this
man and this woman should not be bound together in the holy bonds of
matrimony they should speak now or forever hold their pea..." "I'm
cummminnnngggg" Richard screamed.  As one the entire congregation including
the horrified bride and angry groom turned to stare at the page boy.  Ruth
turned and felt 3 large globs of her brothers cum splatter.  One her
midriff, the second her now full breasts and the final and largest spurt
splattering her gown.  Were it not to have occurred as it had Richard may
have been impressed with the distance his sperm reached as it were his
bowels trembled in terror as he watched his father storm up and drag him
into a nearby robeing room..  "Ah yes well I'm not sure that actually
counts as a valid objection" the Vicar joked a peel of laughter running
out., "So I think it's safe to continue".

   "I can't believe you just did that have you no respect for me, for your
mother, for your sister.  Can you not keep this under control for 5
minutes" George bellowed into the teen boys face twisting the boys post
orgasmically sore penis in his hand, his face red with apoleptic fury. 
Spinning Richard around he spanked his son hard a half dozen thunderous
slaps to each cheek before releasing the boy.  Richard squirmed his penis
sore from the twisting of his fathers hand.  His bottom sore and red. 
However Richard realised he had gotten off surprisingly easy he had
expected his father to literally beat his bottom raw for his lapse.  "Oh
don't think you've been gotten off so easy" George snarled, noting the
boy's look.  "We only have the church for a short time.  But the reception
hall we have booked we have all night.  And trust me, all night will be a
very long time for you indeed my son".  * Richard lay face down over the
table.  His body flat against the wood stretched out his arms splayed
outwards tied with ropes to the distant legs of the table.  His bottom bent
at the edge of the table as his penis and balls dangled at the edge. 
Despite his fears after his father tied him down at the Reception hall he
had left him to return to the Reception.  Richard shifted stiffly.  Cocking
his head to one side he could just see a clock which showed he had been
here for about an hour.  The raucous chatter from the adjoining room where
the wedding reception was in full flow.  Music from the Disco that his
parents had arranged managed to reach his ears through the closed door to
the side room he had been taken and bound.  A burst of music greeted the
opening of the door.  He heard a pair of footsteps enter the room.  The
people who entered stood behind him where he could not see who they were.
For a few minutes the silence stretched until one of the visitors finally
spoke.  "Well your sister has finally calmed down sufficiently for us to
leave her for a moment.  I think opening the wedding presents helped, don't
you dear?".  Richard immediately recognised his mothers voice.  He also
recognised the sound of fury in her tome.  He had only rarely heard his
mother be truly angry, but each time meant that someone was going to
suffer, and today it was going to be him

   "Yes.  I think that Regime starter kit we got her as a present may find
some unexpected use tonight my love" his fathers voice telling Richard who
the last person in the room was.  "Richard you totally let the family down
by your lack of control.  Quiet I don't won't any excuses.  I have finally
cooled down sufficiently to decide what to do with you".  His fathers voice
was restrained but Richard detected a slight slurring in the tone,
apparently his father had partaken of a few beverages at the reception
already.  Placing his hand on his teen sons back George continued.

   "You see.  You not only let and your mother down, you let your sister
and your brother in law down by upstaging her on her big day, and you let
down Beverley and Keith".  Richard searched his memory for a moment before
recognising the names of his sisters parents in law names.  "I personally
favoured the public thrashing of your backside in the reception hall until
I and every other guest, all 100 of them, had worn a dozen canes to a nub
out on you.  DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS DAMN WEDDING IS COSTING ME". 
"George" His mothers voice had the effect of cooling down his father who
was almost ready to take his anger out on the defenceless boys bottom. 
"Fortunately for you Richard your sister begged us to give her one more
present.  You to punish" his mother continued gently rubbing her sons
bottom.  "I suppose its only fair she is now a full adult and in the
fullness of time when she has her own children she will need to know her to
deal with them.  However don't worry dear she can't spend all night
punishing you.  It's her wedding night after all I sure she and her hubby
have others things planned for tonight." Richard felt his mother kiss his
cheek as she untied him the faint smell of champagne on her lips indicating
that she too had participated of a few refreshments.  Taking her husband by
the hand Heather turned around and ordering Richard to await his sister,
left reassuring him.  "Don't worry love, we're save you some wedding cake".

   Richard sat on the table rubbing his sore wrists.  Wedding cake is the
least of my problems.  Damn Ruth is now a full fledged adult who's just
been given permission to punish me as she wants.  She was merciless enough
as a child.  Richard thought back to the many spankings and worse that his
older sister had dished out to him and his brothers over the years.  Now as
an adult she doesn't need to worry about parental retribution.  Richard
turned as the door opened and his sister walked in still trailed by her two
6 year old bridesmaid, who had much to her chagrin attached themselves
permanently to her side, obviously taking their duties as her assistants a
little too seriously.  Ruth had removed her uncomfortable, and now somewhat
stained wedding dress so that she could enjoy the party more.  Richard
noted worryingly that she held in her hand her veil.  The veil which
earlier he had defiled public ally.  The clenching of her fist around this
veil did not bode well for Richard.  "Well brother it appears you hate me
so much you just had to ruin my wedding day.  How could you" Richard tried
to answer but the tearful visage of his sister stopped him.  He realised
that he had hurt his sister, and although it wasn't his fault, that
realisation hurt him more than his fathers spanking had.  "Well I don't
have to take your shit any more little brother you see this?" Ruth held his
hand in front of his face a plain gold ring now adorning one finger.  "This
means I'm married.  And a married woman is an adult and does not have to
put up with a little boy spraying her with his disgusting spunk.  Now mum
and dad have said that I can punish you as I feel appropriate.  Belle if
you please".  Ruth held her hand out to one of the young 6 year old girls
who stood behind her.  Belle who until now had had her hands behind her
back, now brought them forward.  Richard with a groan realised exactly what
it was this naked little girl had in her hands.  "Yes brother a good old
fashioned hairbrush.  I know just how much you love the feel of those" Ruth
teased her brother as she hefted the heavy polished wood brush.  Richard
gave an look at his sister, half of fear half or relief.

   Well a spanking with a hairbrush will hurt he conceded, but it could
have been worse.  He hated it when his mother spanked him with a hairbrush,
it made him feel like a naughty little boy.  But he feared the cane and
paddle much more, knowing that if his sister had used one of those on him
in her current mood he may have been seriously hurt.  Watching her brother
think Ruth judged her interjection just right.  "Of course once we have
warmed you up with the hairbrush we can start on your real punishment."

   Robert chatted with his new in laws as he made his way around the hall
greeting the guests and thanking them for the lovely presents he and his
bride had received.  His gaze lingered on the two naked boys who stood
behind their parents.  Their mother relenting after their brothers faux
paus, meant that their penises now hung limp framed beautifully by a pair
of blue ribbons.

   Robert had to physically restrain himself from reaching and cupping the
cute testicles of Lee who hugged his mothers leg.  "Well son I hope you'll
keep my daughter in the manner to which she had become accustomed" George
boomed slightly slurring.  Heather rolling her eyes raised her eyebrows at
her new son in law.  Robert thought for a moment but before he could frame
a polite reply the echoing sounds of boy flesh being spanked hard
interrupted.  Sharing a smile with his two parents in law Robert apologised
and went to the door behind which Robert was being beaten by his bride.  He
reached to close the door, not to provide any privacy for Richard but to
prevent the boys screams from annoying the wedding guests.  Stopping he
looked through the crack with interest.  He recognised Ruth of course but
he ignored her looking past.  There he feasted upon the sight of Richard
bending over a table his bottom cheeks already red and in one or two places
purple hairbrush shaped splotches.  Ruth stepped aside taking a breather
and mopping a forehead.  This allowed Robert to see that Richard's arms
were being held by the two naked bridesmaid who were giggling loudly as
they watched this older boy being soundly beaten.  Robert had little
interest in the two girls despite the fact that the bows that had adorned
their nipples and vaginas had fallen off due to the faint glow of
perspiration coating their little bodies caused by the strain of holding
the sobbing boy still.  No Robert was entranced by the view of Richard's
dark crevice and the flashes of balls and more that occasionally come into
sight when Richard moved in an attempt to relieve the deep burning of his
bottom.  Realising that he had tarried to long he closed the door and
turned.  "Don't worry son" George offered coming up, "It's your wedding day
of course you can't keep your eyes off your bride, hey..." "Oh yes, can't
keep my eyes off" Robert replied his mind replaying the sight of Richard
anus not of his bride.

   Ruth panted her arm heavy and painful with the build up of lactic acid
placing the heavy hair brush on the table she waved the girls to allow her
brother to stand.  Richard groaned as he stood his hand going to clasp his
abused bottom.  "Ahhhhh, his hand flew away as a flash of increased pain
met his hands ministrations" Richard flushed as the two small girls giggled
at his distress.  His cheeks turning red under the trickles of tears
already coating them.  "I'm sor...sorr..sorry sis" he blurted as he saw
that his sister still looked at him lips pursed.  "Sorry doesn't cut it. 
Neither does that mild warm up" Ruth replied ignoring the fact that the
beating she had given him was almost as severe as any he or she would have
received from their parents.  "Stand up straight.  Legs apart, hands on
head".  Richard snivelling complied, marvelling through his pain how a
simple band of gold had turned his sister into a commanding woman, whose
voice brooked his immediate compliance.  "Here Belle, Felicity".  The two
girls who were until then admiring the bruised but still pert buttocks of
the boy skipped over.  "Now this girls is a naughty little boy.  Who could
not stop himself from ruining my big day".  "He's not a little boy, he's a
big boy" this came from Felicity who had stopped sucking her thumb long
enough to point at Richard's 4 inch penis still wearing its small blue bow.

   "Really??  A big boy!!!" Ruth replied her eyes looking at her brothers
at best average endowment.  A flash of realisation came to her.  "How old
do you think this little boy is Felicity"

   "Oh about, I don't know, 12" Felicity answered as she peered at the
Richard's hairless testicles and penis.  "No sweetie he's just over 15"
Ruth laughed.  "15!!!" both Felicity and Belle exclaimed then burst into
giggles.  Finally Felicity recovered and pointed at the humiliated boy. 
"But his pee pee is so small, not even the size of my brothers and he's
12". Richard seethed at this but wisely kept his mouth shut hoping that his
sister would allow him to get away with a little humiliation at the hands
of these babies and hopefully consider it punishment enough.  "Now girls
you have watched me spank this little boys botty.  But do you know how else
little boys who cum over their sister during her wedding".  Both girls
shook their heads.  "Well let me show you".  Ruth answered patting Belle on
the head as she stood a few feet away from her brother as he stood to
attention.  "What you do is this".  With a sudden move her foot lashed out
and up in a lightening kick.  Nano seconds later Ruth felt her foot smash
through her brothers testicles and lift him bodily off the floor..  For a
second Richard stood there and then fell to the floor his hands flying to
his testicles a scream bubbling from his lips.

   "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" The adult wedding guests looked
up in surprise for a moment before returning to their food and conversation
as if the tortured boys scream had not happened.  The children looked
around in concern, but noting their parents total lack of interest shrugged
and returned to the game of tag they had been playing.  That is all the
children but Lee and Thomas who still naked sat alone in a corner.  Richard
recognising the agonised burbled scream as coming from his brother put down
the cocktail sausage he had been eating back down on his paper plate, his
appetite gone.  The three girls looked on as Richard writhed on the floor
dry heaving holding his busted balls.  They watched silently as he finally
mastered his pain dragging himself up by one hand on the table.  The other
feeling his bruised but thankfully intact balls.  "Stand up straight or
I'll do it again" Richard groaned but tried standing back to attention, or
at least as far as the pain would let him.  "Don't worry brother I forgive.
In fact I more than forgive you, to apologise for more over zealous kick I
think you deserve a milking.  The good thing is if your drained then there
is no chance that your embarrass me again tonight".  Embarrass her.  Cum
again.  I'll never cum again Richard moaned to himself as the deep ache
radiated from his balls.  Ignoring her brothers injured look she turned
back to her bridesmaids and knelt down gathering the two nude girls
together in a huddle.  "Girls given your six I expect your what in the
first year of your Regime training".  "No we're both in our second year
Ma'am" both girls replied indignantly.  "Oh well what have you done with
boys so far".  Belle screwed her eyes in concentration.  "Well in class we
have been practising giving boys pee pee kisses with our mouths and..."
Belle struggled to remember the word made an unmistakable hand gesture. 
"That's called a hand job, masturbation or a wank, sweetie".  "Yes pee pee
kisses and handy jobs" Belle finished.  "What about using you secret places
with boys?" "Oh no Miss out...Vaginas?" Ruth nodded that she was right made
Belle smile, "are to small at the moment to risk putting anything in them
let alone our poopy holes".  "That sounds disgusting anyway" the thumb
sucking Felicity offered.  Ignoring her Belle continued looking at the
nervous Richard who stood watching the little group with trepidation
continued.

   "And his pee pee is still much bigger than our classmates, though not by
much.  And teacher said not to put anything into our vaginas until she..."
"or our Daddies" "Or our Daddies say so".  "Well dears do you want to
practice your pee pee kisses and hand jobs with a big boy today?" Ruth
asked.  The two girls jumped in delight.  "Miss, miss may I do the pee pee
kisses" Felicity begged "My teacher says I am the best pee pee kisser she
has ever seen, I kiss at a 4th grade level" she finished proudly.  "Of
course you can dear, and you Belle can give him a hand job when she makes
him cum.  Oh yes have you worked with boys who can cum yet?" "Is cum that
white stuff" Belle asked to which Ruth nodded in affirmation.  "Well my Dad
made some come out of his pee pee and showed me, he even let me touch it.
It was icky though.  But I never made any stuff come out of my classmates".
"Well there only six sweety" Ruth looked at the angelic girl and added,
"although give them time I'm sure your have no problem getting stuff out of
the boys in 4 or 5 years time.  Now Felicity when you pee pee kiss my
brother watch out because some stuff will come out".  "Like when you got
married" Belle interjected "Yes like when I got married" Ruth answered
sourly.

   "Anyway Belle when he cums white stuff will come out of his pee pee. 
You can either get out of the way and let him spray the floor or if you
really confident you can try catching it in your mouth.  It can taste
rather icky".  Belle looked rather nervous as this but nodded gamely.

   "Well Richard I promised you a treat.  Belle and Felicity here will take
care of you before you can return to the party".  "Ruth their only six,
please don't If you want me to cum I can do it myself" Richard pleaded
despite his painful balls complaints, "Anyway I'm too big I could hurt
them" he added hopefully.  "Ha, ha, ha, too big, don't flatter yourself
bruv.  Your little dinky wouldn't frighten a toddler.  I'm sure that their
classmates will outstrip you in size soon enough" Ruth mocked her brother
as she deftly untied the blue bow that still hanged around her brothers
limp penis.  Ruth admired her brothers penis for a moment noting that
despite her words it was a respectable enough 4 inches, for any 15 year old
to possess.  And she conceded it normally looked prettier than it does now
as she noted that it was slightly swollen from her earlier abuse.  "Well
Richard enough from me lets Felicity take a run at you shall we.  Oh and
Richie should you feel like resisting let me make it clear.  You have two
choices either these kiddies make you cum, or these kiddies get to kick you
in your balls.  I thought you feel that way.  O.K Felicity lets see if you
suck cock as well as you suck thumbs.  "Robershhh my son here give thishh
to Rusthh for me".

   Robert accepted the proffered glass of champagne from the almost
paralytic George before he dropped the expensive crystal champagne flute.
Leaving the drunk George in the exasperated care of his wife Robert made
his way through the dance floor, deftly side stepping an elderly aunt who
tried to dance with him.  Finally he made it to the door and entered the
room where his bride was dealing with her brother.  In truth he was curious
to see what was taking so long.  Just how long does it take to beat a boy
he muttered.  Walking in Robert was struck at the obscene sight in front of
him.  Robert leaning back his sore buttocks shifting on the table top had
his head hanging back.  His eyes rolling as a 6 year naked old girl knelt
between his legs and was enthusiastically licking and kissing the exposed
head of the boys painfully erect penis.  Richard was almost delirious.  The
child may have been 8 years his junior, and he may have had his penis
sucked by 3 dozen people, man woman boy and girl, but she was far and away
the best at giving head.  If he could have thought logically he ,may have
realised it was because his penis was to big for the young girls mouth. 
She could only just get the head of the boys penis in her mouth.  So to
compensate she nibbled, kissed and licked for all her worth.  Richard
though did not care.  The girl had only been sucking his cock for 2
minutes. Yet his chronic trigger happy penis betrayed.  A rush of cum
boiled in his balls and shooting up sprayed jet like into the mouth of the
surprised 6 year old.  She jerked back coughing and spluttering sperm
coating her face and dripping down onto her flat chest.  Richard to reacted
violently although for a different reason.  The explosion of cum into the
young girls mouth caused his bruised balls to burn as if on fire.  As
Felicity cleared her mouth and face Richard bent double attempting to calm
the pain erupting from his groin.

   "Well I have to say you appear to have an unusual way of punishing boys.
If we have children I can see them misbehaving just to have you punish
them".  "Ruth looked up and accepted the glass of champagne.  "Trust me
husband dear, there are more effective ways of disciplining little boys
than just hitting them.  Watch and learn.  If Richard thinks his balls burn
after that cum wait until he suffers through the next one.  Richard stand
UP STRAIGHT.  Belle, you turn see if you can get Richard to spray some more
cum.  Remember he's just cum so he may be a little sore.  However getting a
second cum is harder so you must be as rough as hard and as fast as your
little hand can go".  Belle nodded affectionately to Felicity and with an
agonisingly hard grip began assaulting Richard who began crying in pain at
her touch, yet was to frightened of his sister to resist.  Robert scooped
up his young cousin and plopped her on his knee.  Taking a handkerchief out
he helped clean her up.  "So you've been helping boys cum then Felly" he
asked using the nickname he new Felicity loathed.  "Yes Robbie.  Your wife
is nice she helped me out" Felicity resopnded poking her tongue out at him.
"That was nice" Robert turned to his bride.  "Dear you really should go out
and mingle with the guests a bit." noting her look at her brother who
writhed as Belle in the most enthusiastic if painful looking hand job she
had seen.  "Don't worry I wait and look after Belle.  And I want a word
with your brother as well.  After all it was my wedding he ruined as well.
I should also punish him".  Ruth acquiesced and at her husbands request
took her still cum faced bridesmaid hand by the hand and went to enjoy the
rest of the party.  Checking that his wife had left he turned back and
watched his cousin rape his brother in laws sore penis.  Unzipping his
trousers he loosed his own 6 inch penis which with measured strokes he
wanked himself hard as he planned what he would do to 'punish' the boy. 
Richard squealed as the girl pulled hard her palm catching the flare of the
head of penis fr an instant stretching it long before it snapped back
painfully.  His penis already sore from just cumming was now raw.  The girl
did not know what she was doing.  At least if her intention was to make him
cum.  If she wanted to torture him she was doing just fine.  Regardless she
carried on.  Up and down her hand beginning to build a fearsome heat up
along the length of the crying boys shaft.  Robert winced and came to
decision.  Quietly he quickly nipped out to the main hall, realising his
penis was still on show he looked to each side making sure no one would
notice, then when certain he walked over to the buffet table.  Spying the
now runny butter he picked it up and hurried back.  He quickly walked over
to the two naked children and softly stopping the girl for moment.  He
rubbed some of the butter into the palm of her hand and then with a thrill
he smeared the boys penis as well.  Nodding to belle to continue he stepped
back only a pace to watch the hand job more closely.  Richard moaned in
relief as the butter provided some lubricated relief to his burning penis.
Finally thanks to his brother in laws help the pleasure began overtaking
the pain as his second orgasm, third of the day began boiling in his balls.
The relief soon turned to agony as the cum poured up from his burning
balls. It felt as if he was expelling burning metal filled fire.  The few
drops of milky white cum were normal though and Belle learning from her
friends mistake stepped daintily aside to allow them to drop harmlessly on
the floor.  Robert watched entranced as he watched the boys small penile
opening winked widely as it strained to expel fluid that was no longer
there.  Looking up he watched amused as the boys head lulled to one side.
Kissing his cousin and praising her work he gave her a push towards the
door and told her to enjoy her party and to get some chocolates from the
display before they were all gone.  Hearing this the naked girl looked
slightly askance at Roberts still hard and exposed penis but skipped
hurriedly out in search of chocolate only pausing to close the door behind
her when Robert shouted out at her to do so.  When the door clicked shut
Robert picked Richard up and led him over to a chair.  Sitting down he
placed the 14 year old boy on one leg.  For a few minutes he did not
nothing but hold the naked sweating boy as he recovered his wits.  When
Richard gathered his senses he noticed that he sat on his brother in laws
knee, his eyes looking at the exposed penis that Robert sported but said
nothing.  "I'm sorry Richard but I to must punish you".  Robert said
nothing just looked helplessly at his brother in law, his bottom bruised,
his balls busted, and his penis as red as a lobster and smelling faintly of
butter.  "Well I suppose I could cane you" Richard mused, apparently
ignoring Richards pleadings for mercy.  "Or I could punish your cock again"
he stroked his chin delighted as Richard begged harder.  "Well I'm a nice
guy so I suppose..." "Yes...  what anything but please no more spankings
and not my penis".  "I could bugger you I suppose.  It would have to be a
hard fucking though.  I did promise your parents and sister that I would
punish you and you do deserve it, and with the beating Ruth gave you it
would hurt..." Robert pretended to weigh up his magnanimous offer.

   "Please" Richard begged.  Now that he was 14 his bottom was regularly
used at home and at school.  In fact his mother had used a strap on on him
just two days ago, and although he did not enjoy anal intercourse anything
would be better than another attack on his willy or bottom.  "I'll say you
really spanked me good, please..." Robert exulted internally.  He much
preferred boys bottoms to a girls pussy.  Let alone that loose old thing
his new bride had between her legs.  Loosened up as it was by years of
Regime training.  But boys bottoms remained ever tight and hot no matter
how many men took them.  "Well alright then but remember this is a
punishment not making love." Richard nodded and hopping of Roberts knee
went to the table were earlier he had been tortured and bent over offering
his bruised bottom to his brother in law.  "No boy.  I prefer it the other
way.  Get on your back and spread your legs as wide as they will go.  I
like to look a boy in his eyes when I shove my cock up him.  Richard
slightly worried at the harder tone in Roberts voice still complied and
quickly assumed position.  Robert dropped his trousers and approached the
winking anus of Richard.  Admiring the now purpling bruises on the boys
pert cheeks.  Standing between Richards legs Robert carefully aiming the
tip of his now rock hard thick 6 inch weapon at Richards anal passage. 
Wincing slightly Richard looked up into the eyes of Robert who know loomed
over him.  "Wait aren't you going to lubricate me first.  The butter is
just there" Robert queried nodding at the butter Robert had fetched
earlier. Robert laughed out loud and kissed the boy on the lips before
straightening up.  "Lube boy I said this was going to be a punishment
fucking.  You don't use lube for a punishment buggering you do it dry". 
Richard tried to inch away fearful of what the man's penis would do to his
sensitive anus if it was shoved up him dry.  With one hand on Richard's
chest Robert pinned the boy firmly down.  "No no.  you can't avoid your due
punishment boy.  I suppose I should mention one more thing.  You see I like
fucking little boys, and I am if I say so I am rather good at it.  In fact
I could go all night, but that would not be fair on you.  So I have a
compromise".  Richard looked up terrified now.  The tip of Roberts penis
still tickling his anus.  "I'll bugger you until you cum.  I think that
should probably only take you an hour or so given that you have just come
twice in the last 15 minutes or so.  But as I'm a nice guy I'll make sure
my cock head rubs your prostate on every stroke".  With a heave he shoved
the first inch of his dry penis into Richard who let a shriek that nearly
deafened Robert, who grinning retracted slightly and drove back in. 
"Arrrrggghhhhhhh" Ruth sitting with her mother looked around as she heard
her brother cry out and looked at her mother who sat opposite.  Her father
splayed out unconscious next to her.  Heather looking up from her husband
smiled at Ruth.  "See Ruth I told you you had nothing to worry about. 
Robert can obviously punish a boy well, and here you were worried that he
was going to be too easy on your brother, and who knows my future
Grandson". Heather patted her daughters trim belly with a grin.  "Mother
please" Ruth smiled back, "I've only been married one day."



   The Coopers Chapter 25 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright 2008
by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
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   The Circle of Life cums full circle.  The Coopers Chapter 25 Ruth
watched smiling as her daughter slowly wanked Thomas's thick erect cock. 
Her 5 year lips unable to open wide enough to accommodate it made up for
that by applying a few gentle kisses.  She could not help but be proud that
her daughter was so skilled remembering back to her sexual incompetence
when she was wice her age.  Thank God that the Regime was now firmly
established, every child from the day they went to school could expect to
receive the best in sexual training.  Thomas leant back enjoying the
attentions of the skilled child, who despite her tender years was very
talented.  He knew soon that he would not be able to last much longer under
the 5 year ol'd ministration as he felt the cum boil and pulse in his
balls. Fuck, fuck he had no choice the cum poured up his shaft and then
spew over the young girls face, causing 3 thick streams to coat the girls
face obscenely.  "Yuck" the girl went to clear the goo from her face, a
small globule dripping from her button nose fell on her naked flat chest.
"Abigail.  NO.  What have you been told" Ruth sternly warned her daughter.
Guiltily the girl lowered her hand and allowed her uncles cum to stay where
it had fallen.  "Sorry Mummy" she apologised before holding her arms up and
climbed into her mothers welcoming lap.  "That's OK.  Sweety.  Just
remember that your uncle was kind enough to give you some help with your
Regime homework, so you should not be rude.  It should have been your
fathers job of course, Ruth did not add, but oh no he's to busy with your
big brother to spend any time let alone cum on his daughter.  It was true
that she and Robert had agreed that he would deal with their son, and she
train her daughter.  But even so a father should spend time developing his
daughter, and not just shove his cock up his osns bottom on the pretext of
training him.  "Tea's up everyone" Ruth broke out of her morose thoughts
and smiled as she watched her brothers wife walk into the room with cups of
tea for everyone.  Well I say walk, more like waddle Ruth corrected, but at
8 months pregnant that's not a surprise.  Handing the cups around the
pregnant woman kissed her husband Thomas on the cheek and ruffled her
nieces hair affectionately.  "So has uncle Tommy finished then" she asked
unnecessarily given that the the young girls face was still coated with her
husbands drying cum.  "Yes auntie Sharon", a nudge from her mother caused
the girl to continue, "Thank you for letting him".  "That's OK sweetie it's
not as if I can use it at the moment" Sharon patted her bulging belly.  "Oh
Ruth, Robert said to say he's almost finished.  He'll send your Georgie in
when he's finished and then he's off down the pub".  Thomas and Sharon
shared a concerned look at Ruth's obvious indifference to her husbands
plans, knowing that their marriage although blessed by two children was not
a happy one.  "Anyway how is your father Ruth?  Settling down in the
supported housing complex?" Sharon asked.

   "Yes he's doing fine now.  Well what with Mum dying unexpectedly and
then Dad having that minor stroke it was touch and go for the moment. 
However he's like a pig in shi..." Ruth paused remembering her daughters
presence, "in muck".  "He has a nice quiet bungalow, nursing support on 24
hour call, and the local school runs a scheme where the older residents
gets a call from one of their schoolchildren twice a week, to meet their
needs as well as advance their training." "A win - win then" Sharon asked
pausing to take a sip from her cup of tea.  "Well Dad's won the lottery a
selection of young children coming around his house to fuck and suck him.
He hasn't been this drained since he had to train the 4 of us hey sis". 
Ruth laughed gI'm not sure that the children think they 'won' though,
having to put up with the attentions of my randy Dadh the affection in her
tone showing that she did mean it.  "But that's the point.  Apparently the
schools have realised that teenage boys do not necessarily consider having
sex with teenage girls, and vice versa as education".  "That's a surprise"
Thomas interjected.  "However the schools realised that having a 12 year
old boy or girl have to go out and do community service by relieving the
elderly and disabled would not only improve them morally, but advance their
training, after all it takes greater skill to get an old man to spend than
it does a teen boy.  But also having to be intimate with these strangers
will break them of any undue modesty".  "Mum" a boys voice interrupted the
three adults, all of whom were secretly glad that such a scheme was not
running when they were at school.  "Hello Georgie, your dad finished with
today's anal training?" Ruth asked her 8 year old son who winced into the
room.  Ruth's heart always skipped a beat when she saw her son.  She had,
as had Robert, always suspected that Robert had not fathered the boy. 
Georgie was born only 9 months after her wedding.  The look of her son
intimated that it may have been hers father cum that sired her daughter. 
Not that Ruth cared her son was physically perfect and in truth she would
rather he took over his grandfather, than his father any time.  Georgie
walked over gingerly to the three adults.  His bottom still somewhat sore,
not to mention unrelieved his penis still hard, his father only concerned
with his cumming not his sons.  Not that he minded much, he never felt so
close to his father as when his bottom was filled with his Dad's joy stick,
or when he swallowed his Dad's baby juice.  But sometimes his Dad could be
rough, and any boy who was fucked daily would get sore.  However he was top
of his class in anal skills and that was all due to his fathers help.  "Yes
Mum" the boy affirmed before turning over he bent down and pulled his
bottom cheeks apart, knowing that his mother always checked that he was
telling the truth.  Whether it concerned his bottom or the dirt behind his
ears.  The fact that Georgie was telling the truth was clear.  Ruth could
see her sons anus was still slightly red and distended from her husbands
fucking, a few drops of sperm still in in the boys crevice.  Ruth despised
her husband.  But despite that she could have no complaints about the
attention he gave to his sons development.  In fact he was so 'attentive'
that he had little left for her.  "Come here Georgie and give your auntie a
hug".  Georgie skipped over and only protested mildly when he was scooped
up by his pretty, but currently fat.  Auntie who preceded to kiss his
repeatedly, knowing how the boy hated such fussing.  Stopping her kissing
she noted that her nephews 8 year old penis, only a inch long, apparently a
Cooper trait as she snuck a look at her husband, oblivious to the slue on
his manhood his wife had just made, was still erect.

   "Georgie your still hard" she flicked the boys penis gently" didn't your
Daddy give you some relief as well?".  "No Daddy says that until I can cum
properly, you now produce stuff like that," he pointed at his sisters
stained face, "I don't need to cum".  "Oh you poor boy.  I can't have my
little nephew suffering with blue balls" looking over to his mother for
permission Sharon took hold of Georgie's penis and began slowly wanking the
boy.  "Well brother hows the job going".  "Fine.  I'm fully qualified now,
So I will be taking my first class as a teacher next month" "What age group
Tom?" "Well my main class will be aged 12.  However I'll also be taken
remedial oral stimulation for any boys dropping behind.  "Good Lord Tom, a
class of 30 horny 12 year old's to teach.  They will drain you dry what
about your poor wife, I hope you don't neglect her with all those young
girls and boys begging you for your cum" Ruth teased her brother.  "No
worries I will always have a little something left for my love" Thomas
reached over a kissed his wife's free hand.  "I'm cumming mummy..." Georgie
jerked to a dry orgasm as his aunties hand continued gently wanking the boy
as he came down from his orgasmic high, until the boy's head fell limp
resting on Sharon's milk filled breasts.  Patting the spent boy
affectionately she turned to her husband her eye brows raised archly. 
That's good Thomas, because when I do this to you.  I don't want you dry
cumming on me."
   THE END.