Little English Boy
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Copyright 2026 by Little English Boy, all rights reserved
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story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
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I had just got up on the morning of the
wedding and was still in my boxers. There was a lot to do, so Olivia
had stayed the night. She came out of Bryan’s bedroom in her nightie as
he was right behind her in his birthday suit. Mrs Layton told us to
have breakfast first, then take a bath with a bit of her best perfume
so we would all smell nice. There was no need to put any clothes on
after our bath she said, as we could get straight into our wedding
gear. She was too busy to help, so I resigned myself to what I knew I
was in for as Olivia shepherded us into the bathroom. When we got
there, she ran the taps then turned to me.
“We’ve got a lot to get through today Tyler, so no dawdling.”
I
just gave a shrug and dropped my boxers. Olivia poured in a few drops
of Mrs Layton’s perfume, which was pretty overpowering, then she turned
off the taps and smiled at us two naked boys.
“OK guys, get in the tub.”
As
I sat down beside Bryan I was surprised when Olivia pulled her nightie
off to reveal her floral panties with a small pink bow at the front.
“I haven’t got time to bath you guys, so we’ll all have to wash ourselves.”
My
jaw dropped as Olivia slid those panties down, and I saw my first ever
pussy. It comprised a simple dark slit going between her legs and was
completely hairless. She raised her foot right up to step over the rim
which opened it up to reveal its darker pink interior. Olivia saw my
stunned look.
“What’s up with you Tyler? Have you never seen a girl before?”
As she stood facing me, her pussy right in front of my eyes and little over a foot away, I was speechless.
“Err… err… err…”
Bryan had no problem speaking.
“A girl is just the same as us, except where we’ve a willy and bag with balls inside, Olivia has that slit called a pussy.”
“Now Bryan, I’ve told you before to use the proper words. What is my slit called?”
“Sorry Olivia. It’s called your vulva.”
“And what are a boy’s parts called?”
Bryan got up and used his bits to demonstrate.
“This
is a penis. This is the scrotum with these two testicles inside.
Tyler’s are so much bigger than mine Olivia, especially with that
erection he’s got now.”
“Excellent Bryan. Now let’s get washing or we’ll be late.”
I had a question that had been bugging me since I heard Jane pee.
“Err… Olivia… err… how does a girl… err… pee… err… as you don’t have… err… a penis?”
She
never even blinked as Bryan reached across and opened her slit right in
front of me then touched a small puckered bit at the top.
“Olivia
pees out of her urethra, just here. With no penis, she can’t aim like
us and has to sit on the toilet to pee. This tiny pink bump peeping out
right at the top is her clitoris, and that larger puckered hole is the
entrance to her vagina.”
She gave Bryan a smile then sat down in the water.
“Thanks Bryan, now let’s all get on with our baths.”
I was stunned when she turned to me.
“Mrs
Layton doesn’t have a bath brush here Tyler, and I’ve not time to go
and fetch mine. It would speed things up a lot if you were to scrub my
back and wash my bottom for me while I do my front. Are you OK with
that Tyler?”
“Err… Yes Olivia.”
**********
Leaving
the bathroom to get dressed in our outfits, I still had my rigid 6.5
incher as my brain kept replaying Olivia’s orders to clean thoroughly
in the crack between those bubble butt cheeks. As I slid my soapy
finger right to the bottom of her crack, I felt it bump into a slippery
finger. She just said, ‘I’m already washing my vulva Tyler. You need to
do inside my anus now’. I had actually touched this 9 year old girl’s
pussy! Jane had arrived and giggled as she saw me come down the stairs
with it waggling about in front of me.
“You’ll ladder those tights if you put that thing inside them. Let me get it to go down Ty.”
Just
then the doorbell rang. Even though she had no clothes on, Olivia ran
off to get it. Seconds later she was back. Oh my God, it was mum right
behind her, and I was stark naked with a full on stiffie. She gave me a
grin.
“My, my Tyler, you are pleased to see me…”
She looked at Olivia standing with her legs apart displaying that bald slit I had so recently touched.
“…or is it young Olivia?”
I could feel my cheeks warming up.
“Err… err… err…”
Jane gave my mum a grin.
“I was just going to take care of that Mrs Jenkins. Come along Ty, it’s back to the bathroom for you.”
That naked 9 year old girl smiled at mum.
“I’ve
bathed Tyler several times this week and have noticed that when I slide
his foreskin back to wash his erection thoroughly, he often has an
involuntary ejaculation of his semen. His penis always goes down after
that Mrs Jenkins.”
I was horrified, as mum now knew that not
only had I been bathed by this 9 year old girl, but she had wanked me
off too, albeit unknowingly. Mum grinned at me, then smiled at Olivia,
“Thank you for getting my son all clean Olivia.”
She turned to Mrs Layton and I swear I saw her wink.
“Have you got a plastic apron Davina.”
“Of course Mary. There’s one on the back of the bathroom door.”
Mum smiled at Jane.
“Right Jane, we had better take care of Tyler’s erection.”
We!
As mum followed me and Jane into the bathroom, what could I do? She
slipped the apron over her head, then tied it behind her back. When mum
was ready, she deliberately looked down at my junk then spoke to Jane.
“He takes after my late husband George. Do you want to start him off Jane?”
She smiled at my mum.
“I would prefer to finish him off, if you don’t mind Mrs Jenkins?”
“No, not at all Jane. I’ll warm him up for you.”
I squeaked as my mum grabbed my boner and started pumping. She casually spoke to a grinning Jane.
“This takes me back to Brimstoke Woods with George when we were still at school Jane.”
That
was definitely too much information. I must have gone scarlet as my mum
deliberately wanked me off. In other circumstances I might have admired
her technique as she kept taking me close to the edge then slowed down.
I felt it go even more rigid, and at that stage I was beyond caring
that it was my mum. Then she stopped and kissed my cheek.
“There my darling son, I’ll leave it to your girlfriend to get you to the conclusion, while I see she does it right.”
I was left hanging as she smiled at Jane.
“You
can see that Tyler is very close, but it is not a race Jane. Take it
steady and always remember the girl is in total control and the boy has
no say in the matter. If you feel my little boy’s winkle go very stiff,
ease off. When you decide to allow him to have a release, it will be so
much more powerful for him and he will worship you for ever.”
Jane giggled.
“Ty’s hardly a little boy Mrs Jenkins, and I wouldn’t call that impressive dick a winkle.”
“When
you have had a mother’s responsibility to care for your little boy ever
since you brought him back from the hospital, it will always be the
same cute little winkle that you washed when you changed his nappy for
the first time. I remember that day like it was yesterday, as Tyler
peed all over me when I took his nappy off. OK Jane, you’re up.”
I
wondered if mothers see it as their sworn duty to embarrass sons. As
Jane took over and got me so close, she stopped and chatted to mum
about something totally inconsequential then resumed. When she went to
do this for the fourth time, I clamped my fist around Jane’s to
continue pumping. Mum picked up Olivia’s friend to land it on my hand.
Thwack!
“Oooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww!”
I instantly let go to rub that red welt fast appearing.
“Get those hands on your head.”
Still holding Olivia’s friend, mum glared at me.
“Now stay still and don’t you dare move you naughty little boy!”
As
Jane continued with her ‘wankus interruptus’, it was pure agony. I
desperately wanted to shoot but Jane grinned as she stopped for the
umpteenth time to leave me hanging. I closed my eyes as she resumed and
that image of my finger touching Olivia’s pussy replayed on the back of
my eyelids. Jane sped up and I didn’t just grunt; I screamed in
agonised ecstasy as Jane finally let me cross the finish line. Opening
my eyes after the best one ever, I saw mum wiping something off her
face, then she licked her hand.
“My son’s semen tastes just like George’s too. A good job I wore this Jane.”
I was horrified to see my spunk was streaming all down the apron, and my mum had just tasted it. She smiled at me.
“It’s nice for a mother to know her son’s genitals are in perfect working order Tyler.”
She turned to Jane.
“Well
done Jane. I don’t think your boyfriend’s penis will be rising any more
today. It has been many years since I last had the pleasure of bathing
my son, so I hope you won’t mind Jane if I clean him up this time.”
“Not at all Mrs Jenkins. I can bath him tonight before he packs down.”
“That is fine Jane and thank you. Hop in the shower Tyler.”
What could I do?
**********
As
we got back down, Olivia was still naked and sitting on a chair gently
kicking her wide open legs back and forth to display everything. Bryan
was on the floor with his bare bum facing us as he played with his toy
cars.
“Let’s get these three dressed and ready for the wedding. I can help Olivia, and you can help Bryan Jane.”
“That’s fine Mrs Jenkins. I can get my senior bridesmaid dress on after that.”
Mum turned to Mrs Layton.
“Are you OK to do Tyler Davina?”
“No problem Mary. Come here Tyler.”
She
bent down and held out those sheer tights. I lifted my feet up one at a
time for her to slip them on. As she went to pull them right up, she
paused.
“Did Mrs Johns have your penis hang on the left, or the right Tyler?”
“Err… I don’t remember Mrs. Layton.”
She
pulled the tights up to see how they hung naturally. She looked down
but was not satisfied so reached in and tried the other side. She shook
her head and pulled the tights down to my knees.
“It still looks asymmetrical under there. I know what will sort it out. Stay there Tyler.”
I’m not sure where she thought I was going with my dick hanging out. She came back with a roll of 2” wide pink tape.
“Have you got a minute to hold your son’s penis Mary, so I can fix it in place with my Perky Pear tape?”
Mum walked over and picked up my dick.
“This is a novel use for boob tape Davina.”
She pulled my foreskin right back.
“What do you want Davina, head out…”
She slid it back.
“…or covered up?”
“Covered up is best. Pull the skin right forward and hold Tyler’s penis up. He’s not allergic to boob tape, is he Mary?”
“He has a few allergies, but I’m sure it’ll be fine Davina. Is this OK?”
I
looked down to see mum had stretched my dick so she was holding it by
over an inch of foreskin. Mrs Layton tore off six inches of that pink
tape and stuck it just below mum’s fingers, then put a second piece
lower down so my dick was completely covered. She smoothed the tape in
place and pulled the tights up, then tucked my balls in so one fell on
each side. After what Jane did earlier, my dick was dead to the world,
so all this handling had no effect.
“That looks much neater now Mary. I’ll just slip these pantaloons on. Foot up Tyler.”
She pulled up those hideous green baggy trousers but was having trouble with the fastener.
“Breathe in Tyler.”
She finally got it done up, then pulled on the zip but it wouldn’t budge.
“Mrs Johns forgot to fix this. I’ll have to leave it undone. Your penis is all strapped up Tyler, so it can’t pop out.”
She
did the bows up at the bottom of those knee length trousers, then
slipped on my shiny black buckled shoes. After putting that pink frilly
shirt on me and tying the red cummerbund in place, she stepped back to
admire her handiwork.
“Doesn’t Tyler look fantastic Mary.”
“He certainly does Davina.”
Jane gave me a grin.
“Tyler’s taped up willy is visible through the open zip Mrs Layton.”
She looked down and nodded.
“So it does. I’ll just slide the cummerbund round Jane.”
When that red sash dangled in place to cover up the open zip, Mrs Layton nodded.
“Perfect Jane. Bryan looks great too. Best get yourself ready now.”
Jane
slipped her jeans off to reveal she was wearing cream Hello Kitty
panties with yellow piping today. Off came her top and I saw her pink
bra. Reaching behind, she gave me a grin.
“Catch boyfriend.”
Despite
the distraction of two most fabulous boobs, I still managed to snatch
that still warm intimate pink garment out of the air. Unlike the other
day, even that sight was insufficient to affect my dick. Mum smiled at
Jane.
“Let me help you with that dress dear. Put your arms up.”
As
her arms went up, those perky boobs wobbled slightly. All too soon,
that incredible view was lost as mum dropped the dress in place. After
mum did a bit of rearranging of Jane’s boobs, she seemed satisfied.
“There Jane you look perfect.”
“Mrs Johns had done the alterations she promised, and my boobs sit so comfortably. What do you think Ty?”
“Mum hit the nail on the head. Perfect, absolutely bloody perfect Jane.”
The
doorbell rang and Olivia shot off, coming back with her four friends.
For a change, I was dressed when they came in. Mrs Layton took charge.
“Right
girls, take those things off so we can get you kitted out in your
bridesmaid’s dresses and nice new underwear. I’ll dress you Lucy.
Louise, my friend Mary will dress you, and Jane, you can do Roberta.
Err… Who’s left.”
Beryl grinned at me.
“Tyler can do me Mrs Layton.”
Mrs Layton gave me an odd look then turned to Beryl.
“Are you sure you’re OK with that Beryl?”
“I’m fine Mrs Layton.”
I couldn’t believe this was happening and turned to Mrs Layton expecting her to dismiss the whole idea as ridiculous.
“Err…
Well… err… time is pressing I suppose. Right Tyler, this is Beryl’s
dress and underwear, and these are the shoes and socks she will be
wearing.”
As I turned back to Beryl, she was already naked, as
were Lucy, Louise, and Roberta. Four pussies, and still not a stir
between my legs. Jane gave me a wink.
“Socks first Ty, underwear next, then the dress and finally the shoes. Got that?”
“Err… Yes Jane. OK Beryl, come over here and sit on this chair so I can get your socks on.”
That
naked 9 year old girl hopped on the chair, and I had to get down to put
her socks on. Beryl rested one foot on the chair seat as she stuck the
other foot out, her bald slit right there in front of me. I saw Jane
hold Roberta’s foot and give it a tickle, eliciting fits of giggles.
Mum and Mrs Layton were doing the same with Louise and Lucy, who were
clearly enjoying the fun, so I gave Beryl a grin, held her so dainty
bare foot and tickled underneath it to a whole raft of giggles. I could
not fail to notice her slit opening and closing as she twisted and
turned on the seat, half-heartedly trying to escape my fingers. Mrs
Layton brought us back on track.
“OK kids, fun’s over. Socks on now.”
I slid Beryl’s left sock on.
“Other foot please Beryl.”
She
put her socked foot on the chair seat, then put her right foot out. As
I cupped that small cute foot in my hand, I could not resist it and
tickled under there, to more giggles. Jane spoke in a stern voice.
“Stop messing about Ty and get Beryl’s socks on or I’ll give you a smacked bottom.”
Beryl
gave me a sympathetic grin as I got threatened with a spanking like I
was a naughty little boy. Socks on, she hopped off the chair, that bald
slit now mere inches from my face. I picked up her panties and held
them out.
“OK Beryl, step in.”
She lifted a foot, exposing her pussy. When both feet were in, I slid her panties up to cover it.
“Is that OK Beryl?”
Beryl looked uncomfortable and felt between her legs then all round the waistband. She tutted as she looked at Jane.
“Your boyfriend is an idiot Jane. He doesn’t know this label goes on the other side.”
They looked the same to me, so how was I to know which way round a girl’s panties went? Jane grinned at Beryl.
“He is a boy and, as all girls know, boys are not very bright Beryl.”
Jane gave me a surreptitious wink.
“Go on Ty, take them off Beryl and hold them out so you can get them on her the right way round.”
Beryl imperiously stood in front of me with her hands on her hips.
Get a grip Tyler and take my panties off, then put them on me properly this time.
I did as I was told, and there was that bald pussy on display again. Turning her panties round, I held them out for her.
“OK now Beryl?”
She checked the label, put her feet in, and waited for me to pull them up. When I did, she nodded.
“That’s better Tyler. Get my dress on me now.”
She
put her arms up, and nothing wobbled as her chest looked the same as
mine. After sliding her dress over her head, she did up a zip that I
never even saw. Girls’ clothes are weird. She sat down on the chair and
held out a foot so I could put her shoes on. After fastening both
buckles, Beryl got up and kissed my cheek.
“Thanks for getting me dressed Tyler.”
That
was when it hit me. I had just seen four naked 9 year old girls and had
actually dressed one. I felt behind the red sash and it was soft. What
had Jane done to me? Was it ever going to work again? She came over and
gave me a kiss.
“Did you enjoy that Ty?”
I moved so no one could see us and placed her hand behind the red sash.
“Yes I did, but you would never know as this didn’t react. What have you done to it Jane?”
She gave me an enigmatic smile.
“I’m sure I can sort that out when I give you a bath before tucking you in bed Ty.”
Once my brain had digested what Jane just said, I felt behind the sash, but still nothing.
“I hope you’re right Jane.”
Mrs Layton called out to mum.
“OK Mary, you can get me ready now.”
**********
Eventually
we were all ready and got in the taxis. I began to get an itch between
my legs, for which a quick scratch gave temporary relief. As we got to
the church, it had got worse. I got out of the car with the girls and
mum and saw there was quite a crowd. A quick check and I was relieved
there was no one I knew to see me in this ridiculous outfit. Jane
hustled us up to the church porch to await the bride, the congregation
still filing past us to take their seats. That itch was getting worse,
and mum saw me scratching behind that red sash.
“What’s up Tyler?”
“Err… I’ve got this,,, err… terrible itch here mum.”
I was shocked as she pulled the pantaloons and tights right forward and peered in.
“It is all red in there; you must be allergic to Davina’s boob tape. Give me a hand please Jane.”
Mum and Jane yanked everything down to reveal my balls dangling down with my dick hidden behind that pink tape.
“Best to treat it like a Band Aid Jane.”
“You’re quite right Mr Jenkins.”
She gave me an odd sort of smile.
“Err… This might sting a bit Ty.”
Before I even got a chance to see what she was doing down there, I got the most intense pain.
“Aaaaarrrggghhhh!”
“Don’t be such a baby Ty, as I’ve got it all off now.”
I
looked at the pink tape Jane was holding and it was covered in hair -
my hair! Looking down, I was now bald with just a thin strip of pubes
that had been protected by my dick which, being released from the tape,
was now flopped forward and cupped by the tights. I was in shock, then
I heard a girl’s voice.
“Hi Jane.”
“Hi Everlee.”
It was Everlee Watson, the most outgoing girl in our class. She looked down and grinned.
“Nice dick Tyler.”
“Err… err… err…”
“Ty was allergic to the titty tape Mrs Layton applied to keep his dick in check.”
She held up that hairy pink tape.
“I ripped it off like a Band Aid, which is always the best way. Most of his pubes came off too Everlee.”
My classmate gave me a grin.
“Jane
has done a great landscaping job on you Tyler, and for free too. I’ve
just spent a fortune having mine trimmed into a landing strip like
that. You’ll see it in the showers after gym on Monday. Well, Jane
will. Sorry Tyler.”
She looked down again.
“Is Tyler gay
Jane? I’ve just been talking about my pubes, and girls showering
together. Most guys I know would get an instant boner on either
subject. His dick never even twitched.”
“I can assure you he is not Everlee, but he’s… err… shall we say… err… ‘resting’ at the moment.”
Jane then put a hand up to her ear and whispered so I could only hear Everlee’s reaction.
“What!...
by his mum… Never… She taught you that… He didn’t… All over her… I’m
not surprised… She washed it… You have what planned for him tonight…”
Everlee grinned at me.
“You lucky sod Tyler.”
Jane looked down.
“It’s not so red now and has cooled down. I’d better get him ready for his Pageboy duties.”
“I’ll give you a hand.”
Before I could do anything, Everlee grabbed my dick as Jane pulled up the tights and short baggy trousers.
“The zip doesn’t work Jane.”
“The
couturier was supposed to fix that, but it’s too late to worry about it
now. Just slide the cummerbund round so the red sash covers the open
fly.”
“How’s that Jane.”
“It’ll do.”
Everlee looked me up and down as I was now properly attired.
“You look gorgeous Tyler.”
“Err… Thanks Everlee. Err… Why are you here anyway? Are you a friend of the bride or groom?”
“My uncle Joe is the groom, so I get a front seat to watch the action.”
I was surprised when Everlee leant in and gave me a big kiss right on the lips.
“See you later Tyler.”
I
was pleased to see Jane just grinned at Everlee’s forwardness. Mrs
Layton got out of the taxi, and we were up. Jane got the girls together
to hold the train and checked that Bryan had the rings on the cushion
and Olivia had her flower petal basket. She then moved me and Olivia in
front of Mrs Layton and grabbed my hand and thrust it in Olivia’s.
“Everything’s OK Mr Layton.”
“It looks perfect Jane. Thanks.”
Jane
gave a thumbs up to the organist and we started down the church, with
Jane at the rear. I felt a complete idiot in all this gear as I held
Olivia’s hand. Being over a foot taller that her made me look even more
ludicrous as I had to keep reaching in Olivia’s basket to cast rose
petals in front of the bride. I guess some of the congregation thought
I looked ridiculous too, as there were lots of titters from all the
girls as we walked past them up the aisle. The things I will do for a
games console. When we got to the front, I saw Everlee grinning as she
pointed at me, but I ignored her. Our duties finally done, we left the
bride alongside the groom and sat down next to Everlee.
The
boring marriage service was not too long, and we were all filing out
for the photographs, after which was the reception in the adjacent
community centre. Mrs Layton made all us kids have a separate photo as
her ‘attendants’. It was quite windy, and after all the pictures were
taken, it was Beryl who first noticed.
“When the wind catches that red sash, we can see your willy hanging out of that busted fly, supported by the tights.”
OMG,
without that pink tape to hold it in, my dick had been on display ever
since we started walking up the aisle. No wonder those girls were all
tittering. I heard Everlee giggle.
“I did try to warn you Tyler, but you ignored me. I’ve always got a couple of safety pins. Come over here big boy.”
I
snapped my hands between my legs and waddled over to Everlee. She
grabbed my still non-responsive dick and shoved it back in, then used
two safety pins to do up the broken fly. She patted the front, then
lightly kissed my lips.
“There Tyler, you’re all decent again.”
“Err… Thanks Everlee.”
Jane squeezed my hand.
“Let’s get off to the reception for the food and dancing.”
I
think Jane had a need to demonstrate to Everlee that we were an item
now, as I got the biggest kiss ever right on my lips. Everlee laughed.
“No
need to go overboard Jane, as I can see Tyler is your boyfriend. You’re
safe, since me and Jack Mills have been going steady for six months
now. His dick is different to Tyler’s, as the head is always on
display.”
Everlee was shocked at Jane’s response.
“Yes, I know, as I’ve seen it Everlee.”
“What! If he’s been cheating on me, I’ll… I’ll… I’ll…”
“Keep
your hair on Everlee, as we were both only 10 when it happened. I was
with his mother at the beach and she thought we might like a swim. I’d
put my swimsuit on under my clothes, but he hadn’t thought ahead. His
mum just stripped him bare, saying ‘No one minds little boys running
around naked on a beach’. She got me to put sunscreen on him, including
his willy, and he went scarlet as it got stiff. It was only a thin 2½
incher and went down after a while. I watched his little pink head
waggle about all afternoon, which was such fun. When it was time to go
home, his mum said I wasn’t sitting in her car with wet things on and
stripped my swimsuit off right beside Jack in his birthday suit.”
I thought it was Jack when she told me on Sunday about the first willy she’d seen. Everlee’s reaction surprised me.
“Getting
naked in front of Jack must have been fun Jane, although I prefer the
guy to be fully clothed. CMNF is the best I find, as I tingle all over.
I know Jack always enjoys that.”
I bet he does, the jammy sod! Jane squeezed my hand again and gave me a smile.
“Ty hasn’t seen me completely naked yet.”
There was that promising word ‘yet’ again. I felt my first twitch since Jane gave me that explosive wank this morning.
“Come on Ty, I’m hungry.”
We
went off to the reception. The speeches were boring, but the food was
great. I had six dances with Jane and one with Everlee, but eventually
mum called us together to go back to our home. As Mrs Layton, now Mrs
Watson, and her husband Joe are off on honeymoon, Tyler would be
staying with us until they return. We went back via Bryan’s place so we
could all get out of the wedding attire and into our own clothes. Jane
grinned as Beryl asked me to help her get undressed. I wonder if she is
similar to Everlee and likes being naked in front of clothed males. She
certainly didn’t have any qualms at displaying her slit to me, but then
neither did any of these 9 year old girls. Perhaps it is an age thing
and when they get older they might show some modesty.
Me and
Jane changed after the girls were sorted. It hardly seemed appropriate
for me to act modest, as everyone had already seen me. Jane grinned as
she slid her dress over her head to display those fabulous boobs. She
actually asked me to help her with that bra, giggling that I need the
practice. As I stared at the catch, it was a mighty confusing one to
me, and how girls can put their hands behind their back and undo it
when they can’t even see it, sure beats me.
After mum collected
all the outfits to box them up ready to go back to the couturier on
Monday, we said goodbye to the girls. Jane, Bryan, and me headed back
to our house where I could sleep back in my own double bed at last. Mum
had set up a camp bed in the box room for Bryan and he seemed happy
enough to pack down after Jane gave him his bath. It was after nine,
and Jane reminded mum that she’d promised to give me a bath before I
packed down.
“So you did Jane. Are you sure you have time, as it’ll be quite late after you have bathed Tyler, and it will be dark.”
“That’s alright Mrs Jenkins, I don’t mind.”
“Nonsense
dear. I’ll ring your mother and tell her you are staying the night. You
can have Tyler’s bed and I’ll set up an air mattress on the floor for
him. I have a small nightie you can borrow. How does that sound Jane?”
I thought it sounded fantastic, but Jane kept a neutral expression as she replied.
“I guess it has been a long day Mrs Jenkins, and that will be fine.”
Jane put on her no nonsense voice.
“Right Tyler, get undressed, put your dirty clothes in the wash, set it going, then up the stairs for your bath.”
I
wondered why she called me Tyler, instead of her usual Ty. I shrugged
and didn’t need the encouragement of Olivia’s friend as I shot off into
the kitchen. Pushing my boxers down, I was pleased to see my dick was
ready for action as it slapped against my chest. After setting the
washer going, I heard the bath running and trotted off upstairs. As I
got to the top, mum came out of my room and gave me a smile.
“Tell Jane I’ve put my small nightie in the drawer of your bedside cabinet.”
After what happened this morning, I wasn’t bothered to be seen naked, even with my raging boner.
“OK mum.”
She looked down.
“I’ve also put a box of tissues on top of your cabinet in case they are needed.”
I couldn’t help it and went red at her direct reference to what would shortly be happening.
“No need to be embarrassed. Ejaculation is a natural thing for a teenage boy, but you don’t have to make a mess.”
She gave my bare bum a light smack.
“Now, in you go so Jane can give you a bath.”
Touching
the door handle, I wondered if Jane had decided now was the time to get
naked so we could bath together. My dick twitched in anticipation, but
I was sadly disappointed as she had on a plastic apron to protect her
clothes.
“Hop in the tub like a good little boy so I can give you your bath Tyler.”
What’s
with the ‘little boy’? I got in and eagerly awaited what was to come.
She was acting like Olivia with her almost clinical approach to bathing
me, including scrubbing behind my ears.
“Up you get so I can wash your back Tyler.”
I did as I was told and it felt wonderful as my girlfriend’s soapy hands went all over my back and down my legs.
“Hold those cheeks apart for me Tyler.”
It tingled as she gently rubbed her fingers around my butt hole, then she pushed them in and touched that bump.
“I always have to clean inside a little boy’s bottom.”
I was beginning to enjoy it when she pulled out.
“Up you get and turn round so I can wash your front.”
As she soaped up my chest and then down my legs, my boner pointed straight at her awaiting its happy ending.
“Just the little boy’s winkle now.”
This was it. She soaped her hands, then gently pulled back my foreskin and lightly washed under there but stopped.
“That’s your winkle done. Just a quick rinse and then drying you off and this little boy is all ready for bed.”
“Err… Jane… err… Haven’t you forgotten something?”
She looked me all over, then shook her head.
“No, I’ve got the little boy all clean now.”
“Err… What about wanking my dick?”
“Good little boys don’t play with their winkles, but naughty little boys do get a spanking.”
Before I could say anything, she bent me over and began pasting my butt with the wooden bath brush.
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“Let that be a lesson to you. Now, have all those naughty thoughts of playing with you winkle gone away.”
My dick had collapsed but what was happening? She held the bath brush menacingly, so I quickly answered.
“Yes Jane.”
“Ooooooooooowwwwwww!”
“It’s Miss Jane to naughty little boys like you. Now, what did you say?”
“Yes Miss Jane.”
“That’s better. Right, let’s finish off your bath. Stand under the spray so I can rinse you off.”
Her hands were all over as I got rinsed. My floppy dick was last as she slid my foreskin back and rubbed the soap off.
“OK Tyler. Hop out so I can dry you off.
She was pretty perfunctory with that, and soon I was led to my bedroom.
“After a spanking, you might want to lay on your front.”
I wouldn’t disagree with that, then I remembered what mum said.
“Mum told me to tell you she has put your small nightie in that drawer.”
My thought of watching her get undressed were dashed.
“Thank you Tyler. I’ll put it on in the bathroom. I won’t be long.”
True
to her word, she was soon back in that short nightie and carrying her
clothes. Those cream Hello Kitty panties with yellow piping were on
top, and my dick stirred as I thought of Jane being naked under there.
She smiled.
“Would the naughty little boy like me to rub his sore bottom?”
She was still seeing me as a little boy, so I thought it best to play safe.
“Yes please Miss Jane.”
“Hop on the bed then.”
This felt so good and I almost dozed off.
“OK, that’s you done.”
I
turned over and could not miss that Jane’s small nightie had ridden up
to reveal the most fabulous pussy, so different from those bald little
slits of Olivia and her friends. My boner was instant. On Monday, Jane
had taken my hand to have a complete explore under her panties, but now
that triangle of dark pubes and those folds of skin with her pink
clitoris sticking out at the top were all on full view. I was a bit
worried when Jane saw me looking, but she gave me a grin and slipped
the nightie over her head, then flopped her legs apart and stretched
out on the bed.
“I have quite a few places that would like rubbing too. Are you up to that big boy?”
In case you’re still thinking about the games console, it was only a knockoff handheld.