https://www.asstr.org/~puericil/Sizemore/SSI11_Strings_and_Sacks_Inc_Chapter_11.html https://www.asstr.org/~puericil/Sizemore/SSI12_Strings_and_Sacks_Inc_Chapter_12.html By Sir Cum Sizemore Chapter 11 "Holy shit! It's here, it's here! Mom the magazine is here!" Karen removed a large envelope from the mailbox. "Mom, Mom!!! It's here." Andrea met her daughter in the hallway and quickly opened the white envelope. Pulling out a magazine with a yellow Post-it attached. The note read, "Hi All, Thought you'd like an advanced copy of the magazine. Hope this brings you the attention you need to alter the direction of boy fashions world-wide. JR sends his best. Angie." Tearing off the Post-it revealed a full cover shot of Timmy and Teddy sporting solid florescent colored thongs. Their well tanned skin showed absolutely no tan lines and the thongs stood out vibrantly. The inset read, "Little Boys Shouldn't Be So Modest—SKIN IS IN!". Quickly opening the magazine they were directed to page 38 for the cover story. On page 38 there stood Steven in his white half inch mesh thong. His penis and testicles completely visible in the full page color shot. Somehow JR had managed to retouch his usually stoic face to a full smile which suggested he was excited to be wearing it. "Oh doesn't Steven look good?" Andrea drooled as she examined the image "Look you can even see his pee hole the picture is so clear!" Karen added. "I wanna see, I wanna see!" Jamie pushed her way between her mother and older sister. Andrea showed her the picture. "Where's his pee hole?" "Geezzz, Jamie, it's right there in the middle of his dick head. What do you mean where's his pee hole?" Karen said sarcastically. "Karen, don't talk to your sister like that. Be nice!" Andrea warned. "It says, 'Steven (opposite page) is wearing the new half inch mesh thong. Besides setting a new fashion trend, it allows for proper air circulation to his genital area and buttocks.' Okay girls, let's sit down on at the table over there and take a good look." Seated at a table with Jamie in her lap and Karen looking over her shoulder they began paging through the eleven page article. "Oh, look there's Sammy! You can see his thing too. Oh, and here's his butt. Look you can see where the string comes out from his crack." Jamie was on a roll. "Yes, honey, they wanted to show how we designed the string to go up the boys' butt cracks and fastens to the waist string. Oh, here's one of the four of them in the short shorts. It says, "The new boy fashion for year round wear limits inseams to no more than two inches". Look at this, here they are in the mesh shirts." "Sit down, I'll read the article to you!" with that Andrea grabbed a chair. Andrea began, "Four suburban mothers have decided boy fashions needed another look. They were becoming concerned that too much of their little boys' bodies were being hidden from the view of the general public. 'Girls are much more exposed than boys. It seems boys fashions get longer and girls have gotten shorter. As a mother of two boys, I felt it was time to show more of their beautiful little bodies. When we started, I had no idea that I could actually show all of their naked form to the world while keeping a good fashion sense, stated Marjorie one of the partners of Strings and Sacks and the mother of two boys.' The four women set up shop in the attic sewing room at the home of a mother of two little girls and began producing the new fashions." "It goes on, 'We have only been producing the thongs for two months and we've already filled orders for 377 of them for boys from four to thirteen years old, said Andrea another of the partners.'" "Listen to this, 'Regardless of the self-righteous preaching you hear in the media, people like seeing their little penises and scrotums on display. Whoever said little boys aren't worthy of a long stare. If parents felt differently they wouldn't cherish those naked shots they take of them in the bath or in the backyard running nude through the sprinkler or swimming in backyard pool. Now, it's fashionable. At least it's going to be if we have anything to say about it. Added Sharon a partner and mother of one of the boys.'" "Oh, oh, oh. Here's a quote from Mrs. Caufield, 'I've carefully reviewed the new fashions these women have produced and decided to adopt them as boy uniforms here at the school. I like those thongs, from a practical standpoint I can get to their bare backsides with the paddle without too much effort. It certainly enhances my discipline program. We'll be having the boys in the mesh thongs for physical education and play periods and in the shorts when they have to be more formal. I'm sure the girls will be quite excited and we'll have to spend a month or two helping them reorient to their studies, but it'll be worth it.'" "Here are the twins. Look Timmy's little bare ass sticking out there as they squat down in the sandbox. Oh, look Teddy's penis is sticking out the side of the thong. Oh they are so cute." Andrea interrupted the reading to point out a quarter page picture. "It goes on, 'The ladies have decided the initial fashion of shorts and solid thongs were going to be of the fluorescent colors including orange, pink, green, yellow and blue. They are referring to them as Pouchsicles. However, their best sellers to date have been the mesh pouch thongs. The mesh comes in two hole sizes, quarter inch which is recommended for the younger boys and half inch for boys nine through thirteen. Until the mesh is produced in the fluorescent colors, the mesh thongs only come in black or white. All four ladies are anxious for a supplier to produce the mesh in more exciting colors hopefully for next year.'" "Girls let me stop there and call the ladies over. Why don't you continue to read this to your sister," she handed the magazine to Karen as she left the table to summon her partners. Three times she made the same remarks, "Hi, it's Andrea, the proof of the magazine is here. It's wonderful. We couldn't have asked for better coverage. Tell the boys they no longer have any privates. Their penises are going to be seen all over the world in a week or so. Those shots JR took are fantastic. Wait until you see them." Within the hour Andrea's partners and their children were at the house. All four boys were immediately stripped naked and told to stay that way. Their nude state weren't as interesting as seeing what was going to be in that magazine as they joined their mothers at the kitchen table to review the article. "Oh my God, Mom you can't let them put that in the magazine!" Sammy was livid at the thong shot showing him from mid thigh up. There was a close up of his penis and testicles packaged neatly in the mesh hammock. "Mom, that's porn. They can't print a picture like that." Susan replied, "Sammy it's not porn. Nobody is playing with it in the picture, it's not hard, and you're just a kid. So, it's not porn. It's just embarrassing to you. You'll get over it." "Shit, Steven, there's a whole page picture of yours. Look man!" Sammy informed his friend. Jamie used the announcement to add her sister's initial observation, "and, it's so good you can even see your pee hole." With that Steven grabbed it and Sammy looked over his shoulder, "You can man. See, right there! Sammy put the tip of his extended index finger right on the image where the urethral opening was plainly visible and grinned at Steven's obvious annoyance." "I'm just glad there aren't any of the pictures that guy took of Mrs. Caufield whipping me with the belt." Steven stoically remarked. It was as if a load was lifted from his shoulders. Karen took the opportunity to antagonize him, "JR told us those would be in a different kind of magazine. One you can't buy at the corner news stand. They're going to be out there. Shoot, I'll bet before long they'll be on the net. You know in one of those news groups or something." With that Steven's brief smile gave way to stoicism almost immediately. "Girls, can I speak with you privately?" Susan interrupted the women. "No, when I said girls, I meant your mothers. Karen, Jamie, Shaqueta, please take the boys out to the pool while we have adult talk. Boys remember they can play with whatever they want. We don't want to have to whip you. Oh yes, now we don't need to brush you, the magazine shoot of over. It's back to the strap." She rubbed it in further as the boys went reluctantly with the girls. "What?" Marjorie asked as the sliding door was closed behind the exiting children. "Tomorrow, Caroline Williams is going to circumcise Sammy. She said she could do it in the afternoon. Her office is going to be closed for the day." Susan was excited. "You mean the dermatologist?" Sharon asked. "What the hell would a dermatologist know about circumcising a little boy?" "Well, she is a physician. I'm sure they covered that in school. She wouldn't do it if she didn't know how." Susan argued. "You mean 'uncovered' that in med school?" Marjorie made fun of Susan's previous choice of words with a chuckle. "Anyway, she said she'd do it here if we wanted the girls to be able to watch." Susan was again very excited. "Can the boys watch too? I mean they can see what happened to them when they were babies." Sharon added. "Yeah, Timmy and Teddy want to know why his isn't the same as there's and Steven's. This way they could see why." Marjorie was more serious. "I don't see why not. We all can watch. Now, Sammy doesn't know about this so we'll just keep it to ourselves until tomorrow. Caroline said we would probably need to restrain him. She suggested I discuss this procedure with Sammy before she gets here." "She's coming here?" Andrea asked. "Well, if it's alright with you." "Sure. We'll just call it 'Unveiling Day'. We can celebrate the magazine and the circumcision in one festive day. I'll bake a big cake shaped like a penis, and, of course, we'll make it circumcised. I know I'll make a cake that looks like a head on shot of the glans and we'll stick a candle in the hole. How's that?" Andrea teased. "I'm sure you won't disappoint!" Sharon chided. "Ladies, I want you to just look out there." Marjorie called the mothers' attention to the pool deck. Timmy and Teddy were lying head to head on the poolside table. Their legs spread as they hung from the knees down over the edge. Sammy was standing between Teddy's knees and Steven was standing at the opposite side between Timmy's knees. Karen was standing between the two slapping the strap against her legs as Jamie and Shaqueta were in coaching positions. Shaqueta at Sammy's side and Jamie at Steven's. "I wonder what's going on out there?" She continued. "Both of my boys seem to be a full staff. Look at those sweet little sticks poking straight up. Oh my God…" Marjorie continued. The older boys were pushed face down on their respective boys and both began licking the tiny tight scrotums and erect penises. Karen took a swat at Steven's bare backside and he reluctantly engulfed the erect little penis with his mouth. Sammy shortly followed suit. "I can't stand it. We need to go out there. Oh look Teddy's eyes are rolling. They both have their little mouths opened. Look Timmy's eyes are closed. We need to go out there." "Easy Marjorie. If we go out there, they'll stop. Look Shaqueta is forcing her brother's head down all the way. Look at those two girls giggling. Ooooopppps there goes Teddy he's dry cumming look, he's got Sammy's head himself now. He's holding it down on that little dick of his. Watch his little hips lift off the table. Ooooohhhh, there goes Timmy. They're having a pleasant morning. Oh, those girls are in hysterics." Sharon gave a real time narration to the activities. "Wait, wait, what are they going to do now? Look Steven's trying to beg his way out again. Oooppps, that's going to leave a mark. That Karen is good with the strap isn't she." Andrea joined the discussion. "Oh Susan, look. Shaqueta's got Sammy tonguing Teddy's little rosebud there. He's got those little legs pulled way back and she's making Sammy stick his tongue right in there. Sammy's pulling back. Man, look at his face he hates it. He's shaking his head, 'No!' Uh, oh, there goes Karen with the belt. Whoa, Sammy boy you'd better get back at it. What was that three hits with the belt?" Sharon picked up from there. Susan just mumbled, "I wish JR was here to document this." Sharon picked up the play by play again, "Look Steven's having to do the same to Timmy. He's not going to. He's crying. Ooooopppsss there goes Karen. Ouch, right on his dick with that strap. He's buckled over. Shit now she's hitting his ass as he rolls around holding his balls. Wait, wait, he's getting back up and there he goes right in the hole with his tongue. That Karen sure is convincing. Look, Jamie's pushing his head right in there. Man his nose is buried in Timmy's sack." "What in the hell are they doing now?" Sharon asked. "Oh no, they're making the older boys switch. Sammy's on Timmy and now Steven's on Teddy. There they go again. Guess they're playing a little 'tasters' choice' huh! You know, 'Okay, Sammy, who tasted the best Timmy or Teddy? How about you, Steven, which flavor did you prefer?'" With that the ladies laughed. They watched the whole string of behavior play out again. "Okay, ladies, let's focus. We need to review the article and then talk about how we're going to handle the onslaught of new orders we'll be getting. And, we've got about seventy of them up there waiting now so we're going to have to go into production too this afternoon. We can have the boys replay this later." Andrea brought attention back to the corporate tasks. Four hours later the group decided to call it a day. "Susan you have Dr. Williams coming when?" "One o'clock." "Okay, if we meet at ten tomorrow morning we can bang off the last of the thong orders and then watch Sammy's tip-off festivity and have the party. I'll have the cake. Listen, girls, if we don't get those thongs done in the morning, we'll have to work through the afternoon. We have to fill those orders." "Did I tell you I saw three boys at the pool wearing our thongs?" Susan asked. "No. Really? Already? How old were they?" "They looked to be eight or nine years old. They were older than the twins at least. One was holding his hands in front of his crotch, one was crying and one was looking kind of scared as they were walked through the parking lot with their mothers. I think we've started a fad." Susan remarked. "How exciting? We're they looking good?" Marjorie asked. "The two with their hands away from their crotches had hard ons if that tells you anything. One of them had his little wand sticking right out through the mesh." With that the ladies all laughed. "We've got to collect our kids and head home to get dinner going." Sharon initiated the move, opened the slider and shouted, "Boys, boys come on let's go. No, leave them there you're all going home naked this afternoon. Let's go." Four nude little boys and Shaqueta came into the family room as their mothers searched their purses for the car keys. On the way home, Sharon took the opportunity to question her son, "So what'd you guys do out there today?" "Nothing!" Steven pouted with his arms crossed. "That's not what I saw. I saw you licking the fire out of Timmy and Teddy." "I don't want to talk about it." "Did they taste good?" Sharon chided. "Stop it Mom. I don't like this." "You don't like what?" "Being naked all the time and letting those girls be the boss. Why do we have to do this? It's not right, Mom. It just isn't right. I'm a person too." "You're a beautiful person. I just want others to see how beautiful you are. That's all." "I don't have to show them my boy parts to show how 'beautiful' I am. Why do I have to show everyone my wiener and stuff. How come I have to do all this stuff? Why is Karen always in charge? I'm tired of it." "That's too bad, Steven, because we're just getting started. You will be naked or near naked for at least two or three more years so get used to it. How did the little one's taste. I mean their little butt holes and stuff?" "If you want to know, why don't you taste them?" "That remark earned you a spanking as soon as we get home, young man. I'm your mother and you will not be disrespectful to me." Sharon went from chiding to anger in seconds. "Well, Mom, it isn't fair. It was gross okay, it was gross." "You're still getting the spanking." Once they arrived home, Sharon pulled her son into the living room with a tight grip on his right arm. As she draped her son over her lap, she couldn't help but notice how nicely the boy's groin and backside were tanning. There was absolutely no way to see where his legs ended and his buttocks began likewise there was not waist line that could be observed. She was pleased as she noted the penis and scrotum were tanned to a medium brown. Soon, however, the similarly colored backside would contrast with the rest of his body. She raise the clothing brush high above her head and slapped it forcefully down on Steven's left cheek. With equal force she again brought it down on his right cheek. Steven flinched and briefly grunted as the pain. Again, and again, the brush rose and fell. His tanned backside was now reddened and the spanking continued. Slap after slap fell. Eventually, he was allowed to rise as he bawled uncontrollably, he face appeared as red as his bottom wet with tears and snot from each nostril the boy reached to his backside. "Uh, uh, don't you dare rub that bottom. Stand over there. Hands on your head. And, stay there until Daddy gets home. If I see you move from that position, I'll spank you again. I mean it Steven. You'd better stay right there." After dinner, Susan, Bob and Steven settled in front of the television. Steven stretched out on the floor and was now allowed to massage his still pink bottom. Bob couldn't help but comment on his son's well tanned boy parts. "Hey, Sharon, maybe if I walked around naked, or in one of those thongs I'd get a sexy tan on my dick and balls too, huh? Whata' ya' think?" "I think you'd get arrested. For Steven they call it cute, for guys your age they call it indecent exposure." As they teased, their attention was drawn to the news on television, "And when we come back, a local group of women have taken the children's clothing world by acclaim…" Then the theme music played and there was a shift to commercial. "Oh, my God! I've got to call Andrea." Chapter 12 The women and their clans were gathered for another day of sewing and cutting while the girls were, again, placed in- charge of the boys. The women didn't let on that they were often gazing out the window as the young female contingent found ways to humiliate their naked charges. Not to mention, Karen's penchant for finding any little reason to use the strap on the older boys. After lunch the children adjourned back to their area of the house—the backyard pool. A sudden sharp knocking on the door startled all four women from discussing the article which was soon to debut their new line of boy attire. Sharon got the door, "Hi, I'm Dr. Williams, is Susan here?" "Oh, we've been looking forward to your visit. Let me get her. Susan!! Susan!!, the doctor's here." Sharon hollered. Susan appeared. "Hi Catherine, come on in." The five sat at the table and listen to the interchange of discussion between Susan and the doctor who was to permanently alter her son's genital appearance in a very few moments. "Have you discussed this with Sammy?" the physician asked. "No, I wasn't sure how to handle it with him. I mean what do I say?" "Tell him you think his penis would look better with the foreskin gone. That's pretty much it isn't it?" "Well, I must admit having looked at those boys' little peters, I do like the clean cut look better. It's a turn on for me. Well, let's just say looking at them especially when they're aroused is a turn on for me." Susan was remarkably open about her motivations with her medical friend. "Oh, my, the boys are nude. I hadn't noticed that. That's wonderful. Little boys in our culture are too modest. There's no reason for them to be clothed anyway. Does it distract the girls? The boys' nudity and all? Dr. Williams was delighted at the sight of the nude boys. "Oh no, they get to touch whatever, whenever. The boys are learning to respect female control a bit. Karen, there, whips the fire out of their asses when they need it. The little girls enjoy playing with the boys packages. And, Karen, loves to direct their play." Andrea offered. "Well, it won't hurt them a bit to have their little penises played with by the girls. If anything it will help build healthy sexual attitudes later for both genders. Besides, boys need for their skin to breath. It makes their behavior a lot less hyper. Actually, if more parents of boys would make them run around nude, they'd find it easier to manage them." "Well, that's good to know," Marjorie responded. "My boys are still young enough that I may save quite a bit in clothing. I'll just keep them that way. I must admit, like Susan, I love watching their little peckers bounce around while they walk and run and play. Those tight little ball sacks feel so firm to the touch too. They hate it, but I love it. You can see who wins." "Well, let's get Sammy in here so I can talk to him," the doctor directed, "I'll explain the procedure and try to put him at ease before we start. I assume everyone will want to watch?" "Oh yes, the other kids will find it educational. So will we. I don't think any of us have seen a circumcision before. Have any of you, girls?" Andrea waved toward the other women present. "No, when they did Steven he was an infant and they just took him away for a half hour or so then brought him back to my room. It was the day after he was born." Sharon offered. "Same with the twins," Marjorie agreed. Susan got up and summoned Sammy. "I want you to go with Dr. Catherine. She wants to talk to you for a few minutes. No, no, don't cover up or I'll spank. Besides she's seen lots of little penises and your penis many, many times. Matter of fact just last month for your physical, remember?" The doctor and naked boy walked toward the living room as the ladies went out to discuss what was going to happen with the other children. "Girls, Teddy, Timmy, Steven come over here." Sharon took control of the situation. "Steven, stand up and come over here." The boy did as he was told the other children sat with legs crossed and watched attentively. Sharon reached down and grabbed her son's penis. "Can any of you tell me how Steven's penis or even…" then pointing with her finger, "Timmy's or Teddy's are different from Sammy's?" Jamie responded immediately, "Yeah, Sammy's has that skin around the tip. His is smooth and these boys have like a mushroom top on theirs." "Well so does Sammy," Shaqueta defended the integrity of her brother's boyhood. "You just pull that skin back and the tip is just like theirs." "Yeah, but it's all red and wet looking. Theirs is pink or bluish pink and dry. Theirs is like a little more rubbery too." Jamie argued. Seeing the girls getting worked up toward and argument, Sharon interrupted. "You're both right." Shaqueta nodded in a pronounce fashion as she crossed her arms as if victorious and Jamie just smiled at the words of affirmation. "What we're going to do this afternoon is we're going to make Sammy's look the same as these three." She emphasized her point by firmly tugging on Steven's now erect penis. She traced the cleft behind the glans of Steven's now fully erect penis with her index finger to illustrate her point, "The doctor is going to cut the skin off to way back here and he will look like the other three." "Do we get to watch?" Karen was beaming. "I mean can we watch the doctor cut him?" "Yes, Karen you will watch if you want. All of you can watch. Boys too. In fact, there was some talk about letting you be the nurse during the operation." "Yes!" Karen pulled down with a closed fist to emphasize her perceived good fortune. "Why is he going to get his skin cut off?" Shaqueta looked perplexed. "Honey, your Mommy wants him to look like the other boys. She wants to be able to clean it easier and this way she can see that it's being taken care of by your brother. Besides some ladies and girls like them better with that skin removed. Your Mom's one of them." "I think they're more fun to play with when you can feel the top part," Jamie interjected. "I like to play with the skin on his tip," Shaqueta countered. "I just want it cut off because I get to watch and help. Man I get to be an OR nurse this afternoon. When's he gonna get it?" Karen was still wound up. "Probably in the next half hour or so. Now, he's going to be scared so we have to treat him nicely." Sharon cautioned. "Was Steven scared when they did it to him?" Jamie asked. "No, Honey, Steven's was cut off when he was a tiny baby and he doesn't even remember it." Then with another tug on the erect phallus which was still in his mother's grip. Steven replied. "No. It's been like this since as long as I can remember. All my friends' except Sammy look like mine. Until you and Sammy started coming here, I didn't even know his looked like that. I never saw him naked before." "Karen you need to go and get a sheet and a pillow for the picnic table so we can lay him up on it for the operation." Sharon instructed the 'nurse'. Immediately, the girl turned toward the house to retrieve the requested items. On her way back she almost knocked the visiting doctor over as she, Susan and Sammy walked out onto the pool deck. Sammy was crying audibly. "I'm scared, Mom. Please let's not do this. I'm scared." Tenderly the mother engulfed her naked son in an embrace. Kissing his head, she tried to reassure him. "Honey, after it's over you'll look just like Steven and the twins." "But I don't want to look like them." "Sammy, when I was a baby they did it to me and I don't even remember it. You know all of the other boys I've seen naked have the same kind of wiener. They all have one like mine. You won't look different when we have to get naked and take showers and stuff at school. When you swim in the pool at school you have to go naked too. You'll look just the same so people won't stare at you." Steven tried hard to calm his friend whose crying was upsetting to him as well. Then in her rather ruthless way Karen tried to reason with Sammy, "And now that you will have to wear the thongs for P.E. at school everyone can see it and it should look like the rest of the boys. Coach Hawkins won't be able to say yours is different and embarrass you an all." "Karen that's not fair Coach Hawkins wouldn't do that." Andrea argued. "She said she makes the boys line up naked every day they have P.E. and inspects their parts to make sure they're keeping them clean. It's a part of the health education. Besides, she gives them swimming lessons and you know what she holds on to when she's helping them learn to swim?" Karen was a font of knowledge. "She holds their penises?" Sharon asked with a smile. "Yep, says those are the handles God gave her to hold on to. And she won't let them go to waste." "Does she hold your penises, Steven?" Sharon inquired. "Yeah. She holds them so we don't sink. She says she has to hold on to something. We don't like it 'cause she pulls them too. Sometimes she squeezes our balls too. Especially, if we piss her off." Steven even smirked as he confirmed Karen's report. "Well, I guess she's right. I mean you wouldn't want to drown or something." Sharon winked at the other ladies as she answered her son's observation. "I'm glad she inspects those little penises and ball sacks. Most of those boys' parents don't do it often enough and I'd hate for them to develop some rash or disease or something." With that the ladies all giggled like school girls. "Guess I'll have to volunteer at the school especially for boys P.E. classes," Susan added. Caroline opened her bag and pulled out a sealed plastic envelope with a syringe in it, a small vial of anesthetic, another bag with a scalpel, and one with various metal pieces. She then put on some rubber gloves and instructed Susan to get Sammy up on the table which had been draped with the sheet by Karen. "Here Sammy, here's a pillow to put your head on," Karen had never been so caring of her charges. Obviously scared and still crying the boy was gently stretched out on the table. "Sammy I need for you to put your hands behind your head and spread your legs. Karen, I want you to rub Sammy's penis and see if you can't make it hard for me." Quickly Karen went to work on Sammy's penis stroking it up and down and flopping it back and forth. The ordeal was more difficult than ever as Sammy was more frightened than aroused. Caroline stuck the syringe in the vial and pulled the plunger back to load the cylinder with the anesthetic. Withdrawing the needle she purged the air by squirting a small amount out the needle. After wiping the target areas with alcohol she pre-warned the boy "Honey, you're going to feel a little bite. Here it goes." Grabbing the boy's penis she slid the foreskin back and jabbed the tip of the needle in right behind the glans. Sammy screamed both in the pain of the needle but more so from the fright of the situation. Caroline then removed the needle and jabbed it into the other side of the semi-erect penis. Again Sammy flinched and yelled, "Owwwweeeee, owwweee." Tears rolled down his cheeks. Caroline moved the needle to the base of his penis and injected more liquid into the pubis. When she did so, Sammy responded with "Owww, owwww, owww," and began to rise removing his hands from behind his head. Susan quickly grabbed her son and draped herself over the upper torso. Caroline injected another small amount into the pubis on the other side of the base of his penis. When she indicated she was done Sammy relaxed a little. Rather roughly she grabbed his penis and began working the foreskin back and forth as she liberally poured bedidine over the foreskin and glans. Sammy's chestnut colored skin took on a deep yellow tint as she did so. She pinched the foreskin and pulled it out from the penis, "Sammy do you feel that?" Still sniffling the boy responded, "Nnnno". "How about this?" She firmly pinched the glans. "Nnnnno" Then she took something that looked like a bell and pulled the foreskin back. Not that she had to, but because she wanted Karen to feel a part, she said, "Karen put some gloves on and hold this skin back for me." Quickly the preteen girl snapped some gloves, which were too large for her onto her hands and grabbed Sammy's foreskin. "Got it?" "Sure do." Pressing the bell shaped end of the implement to the glans she said, "Now roll the skin down over the outside of the bell." She did. Caroline took another piece and screwed it into place over the top clamping the foreskin to a place just below the glans. It tightened and pinched the skin up against the inside implement. "How you doin' Sammy? Do you feel anything?" "Mom, I don't want her to do this. Please!!" "Sammy, Dr. Caroline asked if you feel anything. Answer her." "Nnnnooo." He began to bawl out loud. Opening the last envelope Caroline removed a scalpel. "Okay, Karen hold his penis up so I can get around it." Karen held the phallus up straight and Caroline began the incision which circled the metal clamp. Removing the skin which resembled a wide rubber band she handed it to Karen. "You can let go Karen. Sammy, we're done, buddy." "I wanna see. I wanna see." Jamie pushed up to her sister who was examining the skin in the palm of her gloved hand. "Me, too." Shaqueta hollered and joined Jamie. She stuck her finger out and gently touched the piece of foreskin. "Wow. Sammy now your peepee is outside." After removing the clamps, Caroline gently cleaned up around the glans with a piece of peroxide soaked gauze. "Looks clean and great to me. How about you Susan, does it look like it'll be more fun to play with?" "Geezzz, Caroline, he's my son. What do you mean play with?" "Come on ladies you mean you don't like to fondle these little guys? Riiiiiigggght!" "Well we have to make sure everything works right every now and then don't we?" "Look, Susan, just keep it clean. I'd like you to wipe it with peroxide two or three times a day and apply some of this antibiotic ointment. Should be good as new in a few days. Now, I could use a drink." "Let's all get one. You girls keep your fingers off Sammy's peepee for awhile. We don't want him getting infected." Andrea ordered. "Hey, Sammy. It doesn't look bad man. You'll probably have to get used to it being out all the time now, but that shouldn't take long." Steven reassured his agemate. "I thought she was going to cut it off," Timmy added. "Yeah, me, too," Teddy agreed. "Glad she didn't, aren't you Sammy." Sammy was now just sniffling as he bent forward on the table to look at his most prized body part. Through the snot and tears he began to laugh as the tension rapidly released. It was over. Karen took some ointment out of the tube and began to rub it around the boy's newly exposed glans. Then playing the role to the hilt she said, "I want to see you back here at five o'clock this afternoon so I can clean it and put more ointment on it. If you miss, I'll have to hurt your bottom to remind you. Understand?" "Hey, Karen, cut him so slack." Steven was pissed. "Okay, if he's not here on time, I'll beat you instead, how's that?" "We'll see." "We'll see, get over here Steven." Grabbing the strap which was draped over the chair she ordered him to bend over the table which was just vacated by the patient. "I said, bend over the table. I mean it. If I have to get your mother, I will give you twenty now get over the damn table, Steven." Knowing the girl's authority was absolute he bent over the table. Sipping a margarita Andrea had just poured from the blender, Caroline looked out on the pool deck. "What the hell is Karen doing?" Sharon looked out there, "Oh she's about to make a point on Steven's bottom. He probably smarted off to her or something." "Karen gets to whip the boys?" Susan moved next to the two onlookers, "Whenever she thinks they need…" Just then the first lick from the strap landed on Steven's bare backside. The snap produced from the contact was so loud it was very audible in the kitchen. Then Karen swung again and the contact made Steven jump as she groaned in pain. Again, the strap made a resounding snap. "Geezzz, how old is she?" Caroline inquired. "Twelve." "She'll be ready to mother some boys won't she. She really connects with that thing." SNNNAAAPPP. "Ooooooo, owwwww, I won't …" SNNNNNAAAAPPP. "I wooooonnn'tt say anything anyyymooorrree. Please sttttoppp." SNNNNAAAPPPP. "Does she leave welts?" Caroline asked. "Sometimes. He'll be okay again in a few hours." Sharon nonchalantly offered. SNNNNAAAAPPPP. Steven's feet left the deck. "How many is she going to give him?" "Well, she has a limit of twenty at a time unless one of us tells her she can keep going. How many has he had?" Sharon replied. "I don't know, but I think she's made her point.' SNNNNNAAAAPPPPP. The sound of Steven's crying and intermittent screams penetrated the sliders. SNNNNAAAPPPP. SNNNNNAAAAPPPP, again and again the strap reinforced Karen's authority. SNNNNAAAAAPPPP "Now you little smart ass, do you have anything else to say? Or, can we stop now?" "Please stop Karen. I won't say anything else." Steven didn't even stand. He was sobbing and bent over the picnic table. Both cheeks were red and striped where the side of the strap had cut into his skin. "You'd better make sure Sammy gets his dick cleaned on time or you're going to get more of this. Understand, Smart Ass?" "Yeeeessss." "Good God, she's a little tyrant. Isn't she?" Caroline observed. "Well she has to be. She's got the four boys to watch over while we get the fashions done. Her sister and Shaqueta help, but they're too little to get much respect from the older two." Susan added. "Well, ladies I hate to cut, drink and go, but I've got a hair appointment this afternoon." "Thanks, Caroline. I really am happy with Sammy's new look." "That's good, because there's no putting it back." With that Caroline walked out the front door and headed toward her car. "Karen, come here please," Susan called the girl to her side. "Before you use the peroxide on Sammy's dick make Steven suck on it to clean it up. I want to see if it still works right. Let me know. Okay." "Sure. I'll have all three of them take turns sucking it." "Great. It may help Sammy feel better too." At five o'clock sharp Sammy, who had recovered from the trauma and was now more curious at his new look than mourning the loss of his helmet's covering told Karen it was time to put that 'stuff' on his stick. "Teddy, get over here please." Karen beckoned. "Sammy up on the table on your back, hands behind your head, spread 'em." The boy followed directions partly remembering the bad luck his friend Steven had had just hours earlier. "Teddy, I want you to lick and suck Sammy's peepee so I can put this stuff on." The little boy shrugged his shoulders and climbed up in a chair so he could reach. He opened his mouth and engulfed the now exposed head. "Yuk." Teddy started spitting and had the look of having just tasted a sour lemon on his face. "Yuk. That yellow stuff tastes bad. I don't want to." In one swift move Karen grabbed the strap and landed on solidly on the seven year old's backside. "Ooooweeeee," The boy's head went back down on the now erect penis. "Guess you've got your feeling back, huh?" Karen commented to Sammy. "What?" "Your peter is hard as a rock. You must have your feeling back." "Yeah," Sammy responded nervously while looking down at the little fella ravaging his staff. Karen took the bottle of peroxide and thoroughly drenched a cotton ball. She then bathed the glans and surrounding tissue with it. Immediately a white foam appeared as the peroxide did its cleansing. Again, the girl bathed the boy's glans with peroxide. Then she dried it off and lightly smeared the antibiotic cream on the head and lacerated skin. "Okay, Sammy, next time we'll have Steven clean it off for you." At six o'clock the mothers gathered their respective off spring. As they head to the door still abuzz with excitement over the magazine, Susan thanked them for the support during her son's circumcision. The phone rang. "Sharon would you catch the phone please." Andrea yelled from the hallway. Sharon picked up the phone and very audibly yelled, "You're kidding!" A pause was followed by, "No, we're all still here!" Another pause. "When?" "Okay, I'll tell them." With all the excitement the women came back in and waited for an explanation. "Are you ready for this? That was Angela at the magazine. She said Donny Milfiger had got an advanced copy of the magazine and he wants us to come to Paris for a show. He will pay for the trip and everything. He is interested in buying the rights to our line." "Oh my God. When?" Andrea was a basket case. "The end of next month. He wants the boys to come too. He says he wants them to model the thongs and shorts." "What about the girls?" Andrea asked. "We'll negotiate them. You know we'll tell him all or nothing. After all we can't leave them home alone. Can we?" Sharon responded "Oh shit, this is exciting." Marjorie was beside herself with excitement. "You think Sammy's peter will be healed by then?" Susan asked excitedly. "Yeah. The doctor said he'd be fine in a couple of days." Andrea reminded her. "Wait till Bob hears about this. He's going to want to come too!" Marjorie added excitedly.