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The Girls’ Club of Californium was an organization that had been around for decades. It was now called the Girls’ and Boys’ Club of Californium, but girls composed at least 80% of membership. It was not a school club, but many club events were held at schools. So it was at Fairmont High School that a local chapter was holding a meeting after the school day. One of the topics raised during the meeting was ideas for a fund-raiser to help fund club activities. After several ideas were thrown about, one proved to be particularly popular with the attendees, which included Stephanie Harrell, who was in the freshman class at the school.

As soon as she got home that afternoon, she went to see her twin brother Tommy, who, as usual – and essentially as always when at home – was naked.

“We have the best idea for a fund-raiser ever!” she exclaimed, “and you boys are all the key to it!”

“How is that?” asked Tommy.

“We want to auction all you Fairmont High boys off as slaves! Just for a weekend. There’s a three-day weekend coming up, so for two nights. There will be rules, like you can’t be told to do anything illegal or unsafe. You being so well developed for a boy your age –” here she reached out and poked his penis, which at age fourteen was already the size of an average full-grown man’s – “I know you’ll fetch a great price! Please say you’ll do it!”

And in the end, he did.



When Stephanie and the other club members totaled up the number of volunteer slaves, they were delighted: ninety-two in all.

It was the day before the auction. All those who were helping to run the auction, as well as all of the high school boys who agreed to be auctioned off, were assembled for a pre-auction meeting at the school.

The woman who would serve as host and auctioneer addressed the boys. “The auction will start at 10:30 AM. We’ll start by bringing all of you up on stage so the bidders can see all of you at the same time. Since there isn’t enough room on stage to have you all up front, we’ll line you up in rows of ten. When we tell you to rotate, the row in front will move to the back and all other rows will move one row forward. That will give the audience a chance to get a good initial look at all of you. Then we will bring on ten of you at a time (except the last two groups will have eleven, assuming that you all show up tomorrow), and the bidders can all come up on stage to be able to give you good looking over – and a good touching-over if they wish; once a group inspection is completed, we’ll send nine of you off, then auction you one at a time. The winning bidder can stay and bid some more, so you won’t actually leave with her until she tells us that she’s done and is ready to check out, or the auction ends. We’ve had a computer assign each you a number randomly that will give your place in the sequence, so numbers 1-10 will be in the first group, number 1 will be auctioned first, then number 2, and so on. We also ask you to type something up for us to introduce you by tomorrow. All that we require from all of you in the intro is your first name. The rest is up to you – last name, age, grade, siblings are all optional to include. It could also include things like favorite subjects to study, or personal interests. We can also suggest saying what you like about CFNM, or mention some particularly memorable (hopefully in a good way) CNFM experience. What’s not to include is saying that you’ll do things that are against the rules – we want you all to stay safe. At 9:00 AM tomorrow, for any of you boys that think you need it, there will be a group of us at the open shower area” (This was formerly the shower area of the boys’ locker room, but of course that whole room had been made accessible to girls years earlier) “who will get you all cleaned up and looking your best for the auction.

When it’s your turn to be auctioned, we are going to bind your wrists together. It’s mainly for show. The binding isn’t that strong; a good yank will break it. Please refrain from doing so; let whoever wins you decide if and when to remove it.

Now come up and get your number, and enter your intro.”

Tommy’s was 36, so he would be in the fourth group. For his intro, he provided some basic background information, a couple of personal interests, and a sentence saying how he enjoyed having his sisters play with his naked body as well as his full approval of the difference in clothing standards that CFNM had wrought.

With two sisters at home, Tommy had no need of the on-site shower brigade. One or the other, or both, always bathed him, and on the morning of the auction they took extra care with him. Both of them joined him in the shower – clad, as they always were for this, in their one-piece swimsuits that extended partially down the thigh. Stephanie washed Tommy’s front side, and Susanna his backside, and then when they were done they switched places and each did his other side as well to make extra sure that he was clean. After toweling themselves dry, they then toweled Tommy dry together before Susanna sat him down and got his hair neatly combed.

Their mother drove Tommy to the auction, both sisters coming along, both to see him get auctioned off and in hopes of snagging another boy for the weekend to take his place during his slave period. It was being held at the high school auditorium. Once they arrived, Tommy went backstage to join the other slaves-to-be. There was one no-show (it turned out that he was sick that morning), so it was a group of ninety-one naked boys who were assembled and ready to go on at 10:30.

There were a couple of men there – believed to be there just as drivers. Otherwise, the audience consisted entirely of women and girls.

At 10:30, the host/auctioneer began speaking. “Welcome to the Fairmont chapter of the Girls’ Club of Californium Slave Auction! We’ve got a large group of boys who have generously volunteered to be auctioned off, so I want to get started promptly.” She went through the rules for slave ownership, mentioning what Stephanie had said and some additional ones, such as no making any physical change to the slave’s appearance that couldn’t be quickly undone without his approval.

“In the interest of giving as many families as possible the opportunity to take at least one slave home today, we are limiting each family to two boys, except that if any boy doesn’t initially meet the minimum bid then you can bid on him at at least the minimum bid and he won’t count towards to the total if you win. If you get your two, you can stay and bid on more boys, but if you win another then you have to offer back one that you previously won, who will be offered to the next highest bidder; if she declines, then we will put him back up for re-bid. That’s provided that we get at least 75% of the original winning bid; otherwise, the original winner gets to keep him without counting towards the limit.

Once you are ready to leave, if you have slaves you will check out at that door “ – she pointed to a door in the far end from the stage – “and receive them there. You’ll have them for 48 hours from your check-out time. After that time is up, please take them home.

So now let’s bring on the boys! We have a whole stage-full of them!”

The ushers signaled the boys to come out on the stage, which they did to loud applause at the sight of ninety-one naked high school boys all on stage at one time. Once in their spot, the boys stood with their hands at their sides until the host said “OK, Rotate” every thirty seconds or so. Three rotations brought Tommy to the front, giving him a clear view of the audience and vice versa, whereupon Stephanie gave a whistle.

When all of the boys had taken their turn at the front of the stage, the host sent all but the first group of ten backstage to wait their turn. When the first slave came up for auction and the bidding quickly escalated, Stephanie turned to one of her fellow club members: “And just think, we have 90 more!”

While Tommy and the others waited, they milled about and some got to conversing. He heard about what had gone for those who had shown up at the open shower area. About 20 had done so. Each one got thoroughly showered down by two of the female club members all dressed in the skin-covering suits that they wore to swim classes, in a similar manner to what Tommy’s sisters had done with him . The two girls then toweled their boy down and then groomed him. For a few of them, it was their first time being bathed by girls.

Eventually, one of the ushers shouted, “Boys 31 to 40, get ready to go on stage!” Tommy was lined up sixth in the group. After a couple of minutes, he heard the host exclaim, “OK, let’s bring on boys 31 to 40!” The ushers sent the boys forward with a slap on their bare rumps. “OK, boys, line up in one row not quite at the front of the stage, and stand with your hands at your sides. Now we are going to have the prospective bidders who want to do so come up on stage and examine you more closely.”

Then a large number of the women and girls in the audience came up in single file and walked slowly past the row of boys. Some of them were content to just look at Tommy up and down. Many, however, women and girls alike, ran their hands over his naked body, not a few of them giving his buttocks a slapping and/or picking up and holding his genitals in their hands, which soon brought his penis to full erection, a state that he shared with most of the other boys on the stage by the time that the examination was done.

Once the entire line had filed past, Tommy and all of the other boys in his group of ten except the first were sent back offstage again until it was their turn to be auctioned off. After #35 was called, a girl came up to him and told him to hold out his hands. She pulled out a thin piece of rope and bound his hands together. When Tommy’s number was called and he was sent onstage by himself (to loud cheers from his sisters, among others), the host announced his first name, read off the intro he had entered the previous day, and called for bids. Tommy was pleased to hear a spirited competition for him. When the host gaveled down a winning bid, he was escorted to the winner, a woman of about forty with her two daughters, both distinctly younger than he was. Some time later, they won a second boy as well. “I don’t think we need to stay any longer,” said the woman. “Let’s go.” The group headed to the check-out door. One of the girls at the door recorded the boys’ numbers, collected the total payment, and gave the group an expiration time.

For the next 48 hours, Tommy would be a slave to a twelve-year-old girl and a nine-year-old girl.

To be continued

ogden_edsl wrote: "You being so well developed for a boy your age," here she reached out and poked his penis, which at age fourteen was
already the size of an average full-grown man's. "I know you'll fetch a great price! Please say you'll do it."
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It's good for young males to learn the importance of a good "work ethic". And it's all for charity.

I like this Part XIV. I hope there are plenty of sub-chapters.
More than Tommy's work weekend could be described here, as there would be a variety of jobs needing to be done that require constant
supervision.

"For the next 48 hours, Tommy would be a slave to a twelve-year-old girl and a nine-year-old girl." Can't wait to see how this turns out for Tommy!

The group headed for their car. Tommy was carrying the one piece of “baggage” that he would need for his time there, which he was handed at the checkout table: his toothbrush.

The other boy’s name was Garrett. He was one year older than Tommy. Despite that, Tommy had, as everyone was able to plainly see, a bigger penis.

Both being of ages that were too young to have known or remembered a time before CFNM, both girls were dressed similarly to Cassandra Langford: three clothing layers, including long-sleeved shirt and pants that left only their hands exposed below the neck, as well as plenty of jewelry including tiaras in their hair, creating a striking contrast to the boys’ total nudity.

The girls both wanted to sit next to a boy. In a five-seat sedan, that meant one boy would be placed in the middle of the back seat, and the other would sit in the front passenger seat. The woman and the girls agreed that halfway home, she would pull over, and have the two boys switch places.

When they arrived at the car, the woman said “Okay, boys, we know your names. I’m Mrs. Donovan. This girl’s name is Abby (indicating the older girl) and the other is Alice. But remember, you boys are slaves. You are not to address them just by their names while you are with us. You must always precede it with “Mistress” or “Master”, or just use those titles by themselves if it’s clear which of my girls you’re addressing.

Now girls, I have a question for you. Do you each want to own one of the boys by yourself, or will the two of you share them both?”

The two girls quietly conversed with each other for a brief time. “We’ll share,” said Abby.

Tommy was first to be in the front passenger seat, so Garrett started out in the back between the two girls. Tommy could see in the periphery of his vision that the girls were engaged in fondling Garrett’s naked body.

As Mrs. Donovan started the car and the drive home, she said “You know, you boys have already been slaves. To your penises. We females are not slaves to our vaginas like that. I’m going to ask the two of you some questions, and since you are slaves, you must answer them all, and fully truthfully.”

“First, do you masturb-, oh, I suppose you know it better as, do you jerk off every day?”

“Yes, just about” replied Tommy. Garrett agreed.

“How long since you went a whole day without ever jerking off?”

“It has,” admitted Tommy, “been a long time.”

“Ever do it more than once a day?”

“Yes, sometimes” agreed both boys.

“I heard that you both have sisters,” said Mrs. Donovan. Garrett had one sister, who was a year younger than Tommy and Stephanie, and like Tommy had no brothers. “Do they ever watch you jerk off?”

“Yes,” agreed both boys.

“Do your sisters ever jerk off?”

“I don’t know,” both boys answered.

“Have they seen you jerk off?”

“Yes, many times.”

“My sisters and I all sleep in the same bedroom,” said Tommy. “That gives them plenty of opportunity for them to see me do it.”

“But even though you all sleep in the same bedroom, you still have no idea if either of your sisters has ever done it.”

“Right.”’

“And, do either you ever have a desire to have sex with a girl just from seeing what she looks like?”

“Yes,” both answered.

“Many girls?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I promise you, no girl is going to want to have sex with you just from looking at you. Even though you go around totally naked. She needs to love you first.”

Here Mrs. Donovan pulled over and stopped the car, and had the two boys change places. No sooner had Tommy sat down between the girls when their hands went to work on his naked body. With all of the genital-grabbing they did, it didn’t take long for him to erect.

At the family’s house, they found the girls’ father there. Like essentially all males in Californium at that point, he was naked all the time while at home. Being the only male in the household and the father of two girls young enough to be in the “CFNM generation”, his body had repeatedly been a target of their attention, especially after Cassandra’s proposal that daughters stake a claim of ownership of their father’s body reached their eyes. Still, any such ownership they had would be secondary to their mother’s. Now they had two boys, both older than themselves, for their very own, for that weekend anyway.

“I’ll leave you all together now,” Mrs. Donovan said to them. “I’ll let you girls decide if and when to take their wrist bindings off.” To the two boys, she said “I’m sure that you won’t be told to do anything that violates a rule; if you think you are, you can tell them so. If they still insist, come see me. You’ll share our meals, but as slaves you don’t get to eat until we’re done.”

With that she departed, and the girls led the boys to Abby’s bedroom.

“I say let’s keep the bindings on – except when we need them off,” said Abby to her sister. “I think I will be able to untie and re-tie them.”

“When will we need them off?”

“Like right now, for what I have in mind. Let’s see if I can untie them.” After a few minutes of work on Tommy’s, she succeeded. Then she did likewise with Garrett’s. “Now here’s our first command for you two: stand apart, and do jumping jacks until I tell you to stop.”

As the two boys proceeded to carry out the command, both sisters giggled in delight at the sight of their penises swinging wildly about with each hop off of the floor. Tommy’s erection, which had subsided since their arrival at the house, almost immediately began to return, and Garrett began to erect just as quickly. As their penises stiffened, their swinging became more straight up-and-down, swinging straight downward between their legs, then flew upward until pointing almost straight up when they smacked against their navels, the motion pulling their scrotums partway up as well.

For several minutes the boys had to continue, the count going over a hundred, their breaths becoming more rapid, their bodies beginning to glisten with sweat, their penises now totally erect. Finally, Abby gave the order to stop. She went and got towels for each of them to dry themselves off.

In fact, virtually all of the slaves would be ordered to do jumping jacks, or just to jump repeatedly without moving their arms, at least once during their period of slavery. One girl enjoyed seeing them so much that she ordered her slave to do thousands of them.

After the boys were rested for a while and their breathing back to normal, Abby told them both to get down on all fours. She climbed up on Garrett’s back, and Alice did likewise on Tommy. Then with a smack of her palm on Garrett’s bare butt, Abby yelled “Giddyap!” The boys walked around the room on all fours as the girls, riding on them, whooped and hollered. Abby smacked Garrett’s butt several times more, and Alice followed suit on Tommy. Abby’s gaze was mostly on Tommy’s penis as it hung down from his body.

After the girls had had their fill of that, Abby decided to have them just stand at attention for a while. She told both boys to put their hands behind their backs, took the rope strands and this time bound each boy’s wrists behind his back.

After a while, Abby turned to Alice. “You know, I really liked slapping Garrett on his butt. I think I would like to more of that. On both boys.” She went out and got a couple of paddles. Then telling the boys to stand in the middle of room, this time instead of fully removing their wrist bindings she just loosened them enough to allow them to remove one hand and bring their hands around in front of them. She then re-tied the bindings.

“Do you want paddle one of them?” Abby asked Alice. When Alice nodded affirmatively, Abby handed her one of the paddles.

“Now,” Abby said to the boys, “understand, this is not punishment for anything. We are doing this because you are our slaves, because we want to, and maybe most importantly as another demonstration that boys and girls are not to be treated the same. With girls this is not even legal any more.” A law had been passed the year before banning any corporal punishment for girls, even at home, although it was only a formality since doing so had been considered unthinkable for some time.

Standing behind Tommy, Abby raised the paddle and brought it down firmly on his bare butt, and Alice similarly whacked Garrett’s. Ten, twenty, thirty times. Abby didn’t want to really hurt them too much, but she did want them to feel at least a little pain; only that way would it really matter that the boys were being paddled and the girls were not. Tommy did, in fact, feel some pain from the impact. Since Alice was smaller, Garrett did not feel it as much. After the count reached thirty, the two girls switched places and now it was Garrett’s turn to feel it more.

Soon afterward, it was time for dinner. The boys were made to act as waiters, setting the table and serving the food to all four of the Donovans. Then they stood behind the girls, their hands behind their backs, while the family ate. When they were done, the boys had to clear the table, wash items and place items in the dishwasher. Only then were they allowed to have their own dinner.

That evening, back in Abby’s room, the girls had another game. The girls started out by grabbing and fondling the boys’ penises until they were fully hard and erect. The girls then placed the boys diagonally across from each other and facing opposite directions so that their penises were almost side by side. “Now remember, don’t hold it too tight,” Abby said to Alice as she took hold of Tommy’s penis in one hand, her index finger resting on top of it and her thumb underneath. Alice took hold of Garrett’s penis in the same fashion.

“En garde,” said Abby.

Every day for years now, Tommy’s penis had been touched – indeed, grabbed – by one or both of his sisters, usually repeatedly -- there was plenty of that just in their bathing him. (By contrast, he could not recall even having seen either of their midriffs.) On top of that were many times that other girls had done likewise. Like whenever Susanna had female friends over to their house, being in the age group that believed that girls should have unfettered access to male bodies, at some point they would go play with his body. Or like the beach trip when those girls had played a penis-batting game with his body; later they had gone back to the beach, just his own family this time. His 11-year-old sister Susanna had spent most of the time there playing with Tommy’s and their father’s erections. Some of the time Stephanie or another girl Susanna’s age had joined in. And in the end, Tommy had ejaculated again right on the beach, although this time just a single jet of sperm shot out from his penis before he was able to hold the rest in until that night.

But no boy had ever touched his penis, nor had he touched another boy’s. Until now. But not with their hands –- following dinner, those had been re-bound behind their backs.

The girls were playing a sort of dueling-penises game, each one using her two fingers on her boy’s penis to use it to try to hit the other boy’s and knock it out from her sister’s hold; doing so “scored”, with a bonus for knocking it out far enough to hit the boy’s body. After a “hit”, the girls watched the dislodged penis swing back and forth until it stopped; then the game would resume. If either penis began to sag, the girls would wrap their hands around it and begin rubbing until it was fully erect again.

When this game was over, the girls decided just to read until bedtime. They had the boys stand at attention while they did so, except for allowing them to use their one piece of baggage. When it was time for bed, Tommy was sent off to join Alice in her room, although he had to wait outside while she changed clothes. While Alice slept in her bed, in her pajamas and under bedcovers, Tommy was placed on the floor to one side, with padding below him but naked and uncovered otherwise.

To be continued

Loving this.

Those two naked slave boys are not getting much work done.

I liked the boy "fight" game. Looking forward to the next chapter.

Sorry it has taken so long to get the next part posted. It took me a while to decide where to go with the story from there, and I am not always in the mood to write every night. (I write everything after I go to bed, for one thing it's when I'm naked!) And then, when I was nearly finished, guess what? The computer I use to write the stories failed. Now I don't know how long it will be until I am back in business.

No worries, Ogden. I look forward to the next chapter.

The next day began with another round of jumping jacks. The two girls joined in for a short time, after having changed out of their pajamas and into multiple layers of semi-athletic wear, and stood facing the naked boys.

Abby and Alice began the following morning by each showering in private. Alice more often took baths, but she showered this morning because all of the others would do so.

Once they were done, the two girls put on their bathing suits, which covered them from neck to midthigh, and took the boys to the shower one at a time, putting Tommy in first.

With two sisters at home, Tommy virtually never bathed himself; in fact, he could not even recall the last time that he had done so. Most days, in fact, both of his sisters participating in bathing him, as these two sisters were about to do. Things had been different at summer camp for two weeks earlier that year, but not much.

There had been some changes at summer camping since Danny Langford and Sofia Townsend had gone as preteens. Now Tommy and the other males had spent virtually the entire time there naked. Each boy there had a female partner, with each boy-girl partnership sharing the two halves of a bunk bed. Tommy’s partner had naturally been Stephanie, his twin. While back then the girls had watched the boys shower, now the girls took a more active role. Each morning, after Stephanie and the other girls had taken their private showers, they had put on their one-piece swimsuits and joined the boys for theirs. Sometimes Stephanie had bathed Tommy by herself, sometimes she and another girl had joined forces and bathed both or their male partners. Even the male counselors were bathed by their female counterparts, sometimes with some of the female campers joining in.

Now once more, Tommy was put in the shower with a girl in a one-piece swimsuit both in front and behind him. Alice stood in front of him and Abby behind, then Abby turned on the water. Abby was tall enough to reach his entire body, but Alice needed a step. Starting from the bottom, they soaped him down thoroughly, taking an extra long time to do so and savoring the feel of their hands on his naked body. Once they reached the top they both returned to his groin area to work on his genitals and butt some more. To the delight of all of them, enough time had passed since his ejaculation that he was again able to erect, and began to do so. That induced Alice to begin swatting his penis back and forth, watching as it became stiffer and stiffer until it was so hard that it actually pointed slightly upward. Meanwhile, Abby was repeatedly smacking his butt-cheeks, alternatively using her bare hands and a wash cloth to do so.

Finally, the two girls rinsed him down, then all three got out of the shower and the girls proceeded to towel him down. Tommy then stood by himself while the girls repeated the entire sequence with Garrett, this time with Abby doing his front side and Alice his backside.

Once both boys were dry, the group marched over to the kitchen for breakfast, where the boys were made to act as household servants in the same fashion as at dinner the previous night, and as they would be made to do for all of the other meals during their time there.

After breakfast was over, Abby led them all back to her room, and put the boys’ wrist bindings back on. But the after-breakfast event quickly got off on the wrong foot.

“Tommy, Garrett,” Abby said to them, “I want to hear about your lives outside of your time with us. Like, tell me about your relationship with your family. Especially sisters. And I especially want to hear about how CFNM is part of your life.”

“OK, Abby,” replied Garrett, “I…”

“Stop! What did my mother tell the two of you? You are not allowed to call us girls by name. You must say ‘Master’ or ‘Mistress’ instead.” Abby glared at Garrett. “That especially goes for you now.”

“I am very sorry, Mistress.”

Garrett had been the primary impetus for bringing CFNM into his household. He had had a friend whose female members of the family had visited one of the “girls’ retreats” and successfully pushed the males to shed their clothes at home full-time. At first the males put on clothes when he went over, but one day his friend confessed to him that he normally went naked at home. Garrett gave it a try the next time he was over, and soon began to go naked at his own home. By then news of the male nudity trend was spreading, and it wasn’t too long before his mother got his father to join in as well. It would be another year, though, before either he or his father would first go naked out in public. Eventually his sister, who was young enough to be part of the “CFNM generation”, began to press him to join in fully as well. He wasn’t quite willing to accept that, although the two moved into a single bedroom where he slept naked and uncovered each night, and he allowed her to bathe him every day (although he did not go so far as the younger boys in refusing to ever bathe himself.)

Abby was very interested to hear that Tommy had both a twin sister and a younger sister close in age to herself, and pressed him for the details of his relationship with his sisters.

What got Abby’s attention most of all was when the boys started talking about their recent experiences at the beach. As full-fledged members of the “CFNM generation”, the girls were accustomed to seeing naked males, both men and boys, on a continuous basis. At school, they might see over a hundred at one time, and a similar number at community pools and parks. But to hear of a place that in summer was not only packed with naked males as far as the eye could see – thousands, seemingly – but all except the prepubescent boys fully erect, was something that the girls had never imagined. They themselves had not been to the beach in several years, when erections there were not yet so prevalent and male nudity not yet so universal, and besides they did not pay so much attention to male nudity at that younger age. Abby told the boys to spare no detail in their descriptions of what the beach was like and what they had seen and experienced, and many times interrupted them with questions, so that talking about the beach trips took close to an hour. Tommy talked more about the first trip, since that had been all day and as part of a much larger group: how his sister had stimulated him erect, the “penis-batting” game that the girls had played with his body, and the long line of naked males that he had not participated in but his parents had. What amazed Abby most of all was when Tommy talked about ejaculating right out in the open, and without expressing any embarrassment at it, either then or now.

Once the whole discussion was done, Abby brought out the paddles again, and once more had the boys stand in the middle of the room with their hands bound in front of them. “But this time, for one of you, this will be genuine punishment”, Abby said, pointing a paddle at Garrett. “You broke a commandment.” So saying, she and Alice did not switch places this time; instead, she herself delivered all sixty whacks on Garrett’s butt, to make sure that he would feel them significantly more than Tommy did.

After lunch, the girls’ father, taking advantage of the unique opportunity afforded him of having teenage boys in the house, borrowed them both for some home maintenance work. The principal job was one whose need would be appreciated by anyone who has been a homeowner for a significant amount of time: cleaning out the garage. Abby mostly stayed in her room during that time in front of her laptop, but now and then she did go down to watch all three males work naked. During that work there was a small compromise in their nudity: they were permitted to wear moccasins to protect their feet. To spice up the view further, Abby gave a couple of commands to the boys to swing their penises back and forth while working.

When the work was done and the boys sent back to Abby’s room, they found her with a distinct grin on her face.

“While you were working,” she told them while re-binding their wrists behind their backs, “I was engaged in some online chatting with age-group peers. I shared with them this whole slaveholding experience. I also heard the latest in CFNM ideas. And guess what? The newest one going around is that if males are all erect at the beach, then they should be kept erect while at home too. If they are old enough, of course. I’m going to put that into effect for the two of you for the rest of your time here.”

So saying, she had them stand side by side but far apart enough for her to stand between them. Then she grabbed a penis with each hand and began gently stroking each one until she felt and saw them both stiffen fully. Then she couldn’t resist having the boys do some more jumping jacks with full erections while she and Alice watched their stiff penises swinging up and down.

When they went to the kitchen for dinner, their mother’s eyes bulged open at the sight of the boys with full erections, but said nothing. If anything, she smiled a little. Once their setup and serving duties were done, the boys stood at attention as before with their hands at their sides, but this time their penises stood at attention as well. There was, however, one relative difficulty compared to being erect at the beach. There, once initially stimulated to full erection, the sight of such female flesh was visible together with the mass contrast between the sexes in beach chock-full of naked, erect males and modestly clad females was sufficient visual stimulation to keep them all erect. In the privacy of the kitchen, however, somebody had to stroke the boys’ penises from time to time to maintain them in their fully erect state.

When dinner was over and the children were back in Abby’s room, she told the boys to lie down on their backs. “I enjoyed hearing you talk about the penis-batting on the beach,” she told them. “Now Alice and I are going to do some ourselves. But no ejaculating tonight. If you feel like you can’t hold back, speak up immediately.”

Whereupon Abby sat down beside Tommy, and Alice beside Garrett. “First, we have to get you two fully erect again.” So the girls grabbed the penises and stroked them until they pointed straight up.” I want to see these penises swing together,” Abby said to Alice. “So put your palm up near Garrett’s, and when I say Go, give it a slap like so.” She pulled her hand back a short distance, then brought it forward. “OK?” Alice nodded. “Ready? 1, 2, 3, Go!” Abby was pleased when the girls’ palms slapped the two penises right at the same instant. The girls watched the penises swing back and forth in rhythm, initially smacking against the boys’ stomachs, then like a pendulum the arcs steadily became smaller until the penises snapped back into place pointed straight upward again. Over and over the girls repeated that, sometimes with slaps, sometimes pulling the penises down as far as they would go and letting go. After a while, the girls switched places and it was Alice’s turn to slap Tommy’s penis. But this time, since he hadn’t been stimulated to the same level beforehand as at the beach and he didn’t have the beach scene around him acting as an additional stimulant, he was not brought to the point of ejaculation.

When the girls were done, Abby said to the boys “We’re going to watch TV. I don’t think that I will be giving you any commands during that time. You can join us or not, as you please.” The boys both chose to join them.

The program that they were watching was called The Quads. It was a favorite of the “CFNM generation”. The central characters were a group of quadruplets, all Abby’s age, two girls and two boys. It was a combination comedy, drama, and adventure series, with a little fantasy thrown in. While much of the series centered around the children’s lives at home and at school, the four of them also functioned as amateur sleuths (often with their pet golden retriever in tow). Being of Abby’s age, the girls resembled Abby and other girls of the “CFNM generation” in appearance: waist-length hair, always dressed in long sleeves and down to the ankles even in summer (the only exception being in the pool and other water events when they were clad in one-piece suits from neck to midthigh) and plenty of jewels including a tiara. The two boys, likewise, had the typical appearance of boys of that generation: very short hair and always totally naked, their bodies without any adornment. During the pilot episode, one of the girls discovered accidentally that she had a magical power: by placing her palms up against a wall at just the correct angle, she could pass through the wall. Her sister had the same power, but not her brothers. That served to further enhance the girls’ ability to utilize the general attitude of the “CFNM generation”, that girls should have free and unlimited right to touch and grab any male on any part of their body, as no wall kept them from accessing the bodies of any male, including the ability to inspect them for any notable signs; in one episode, the girls found a telltale birthmark on a man’s bare butt. Meanwhile, the boys’ nudity meant that they were always ready to jump into any body of water, or dirty or muddy area, to search for clues.

The specific episode began with the four of them at their junior high school P.E. class in the gym, the opening scene showing the students doing jumping jacks, the girls and boys facing each other, the camera panning back and forth between the girls in t-shirts over long-sleeved shirts, and in either shorts over leggings or sweat pants, and all of the boys as always totally naked, their penises gyrating wildly with each jump. As always, the girls were allowed to stop much sooner than the boys. Once the exercising was over, the class segued into wrestling, the boys not only matched up against other boys but sometimes against girls as well, in which case they had to keep their hands clasped behind their backs while the girls could – and did -- grab the boys on any part of their body.

During this time, Abby and Alice didn’t pay too much attention to their slaves, although from time to time if they noticed that they had become flaccid they would grab and stroke the boys’ penises until they were fully erect again.

The girls continued to watch TV until it was almost bedtime. This time, it was Abby who had Tommy sleep at the foot of her bed. She was delighted to observe that he remained partially erect through much of the night – she made frequent use of her flashlight on his body. Having ordered no ejaculating for a second straight night, she was afraid that they might do so in their sleep, but nothing happened.

The final day of the slavery term – after getting the boys stiff – began with calisthenics. First, Abby had them do push-ups. The girls delighted not only at seeing the boys’ genitals hanging down from their bodies as they did each one, but how their stiff penises worked like rods, hitting the floor to stop their bodies in mid-descent each time. Then came sit-ups, and now it was reversed: the boys’ penises pointed straight up as they did each one instead of hanging straight down. Then came running in place. And finally, of course, the jumping jacks.

Having worked the boys up to a sweat – and a much lesser amount on the girls – it was time for showers. The girls first took their private, individual showers before changing into their one-piece swimsuits and working on the boys. Since they didn’t know if or when they would have a chance to bathe any boys again, they lingered extra long on each boy’s body. And after working their way all the way up and down each boy’s body, the girls switched places so that they both got to put their hands all over both boys’ bodies, both front and back.

After drying the boys off and changing into regular clothes, they headed to breakfast, where once more the boys – and their penises – stood at attention while the girls ate before they got a chance to eat themselves.

Now just wanting the boys for what she called “the grand finale”, Abby loaned them out to her father again for the balance of the morning.

After lunch – one more meal with both the boys and their penises standing at attention – Abby took them both up to her room. She told both boys to put their hands together behind their backs, and bound their wrists, this time more tightly. She went to the linen closet, got out a sheet, and spread in on the floor. Then she told Tommy to stand just behind the sheet.

“Now,” she told Tommy, “try to resist ejaculating as long as you can.”

Whereupon she grabbed his penis and begin gently stroking it. This time she worked by herself while Alice sat on the bed and watched. Tommy’s penis, which had become partially flaccid, quickly became rock-hard. Being held without masturbating for two and a half days – longer than he can ever recall since puberty had begun for him – had wound him up super-tight. Now Abby began to increase the firmness and pace at which her hand stroked him, and his excitement quickly built up. It wasn’t much longer before he had to start obeying her order to resist ejaculating. His body began to strain with the effort. Finally one jet of sperm shot out from his penis, landing a few feet away on the sheet. He continued to strain himself. About fifteen seconds later came a second shot of sperm. Still he continued resisting, until the strain finally became too much, and the dam burst. His penis ejected shot after shot, filling the sheet in front of him, until he was emptied while the girls looked on in delight. When it was all over, she told Tommy to stand aside and had Garrett take his place facing the sheet. “Now you too must resist” she told Garrett, and proceeded to repeat the procedure. In just a minute or so, hie penis began to drip precum in a steady stream. As the strain showed on his face, the dripping suddenly became a large jet of sperm. In another minute or so it was his turn to cover the sheet with sperm as one jet after another shot out from him.

“Thank you” she said to both boys after that was all done. “Now let us go find my mother, and I’ll tell her that it’s time for her to take the two of you home.”

Not done yet! There is an epilogue to come.

Awesome chapter, Ogden!