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November 1st
Last night was Halloween, and I’d hoped to be able to stay home and hide in the house. But Gale wanted me outside, and because I’d been a bit rude to her, my parents required it. My costume was simply a hat.

Pretty much the same thing had happened to Reed, and we both knew that our sisters had planned it all. Gale, Cece, and Chloe escorted us. They chose specific houses. Ones they knew in advance would have a girl our age handing out candy. For Reed, it was his last time to be seen naked. At midnight, his Birth Month would be over. Not so for me. At least I was able to come home with a pillow case half filled with candy.

Now it was the start of another month, and once again, I was on the stage, naked, as kids poured into the auditorium for the introduction to the new Birthday Boys. There were only two born in November.

Mr. Rose happily explained that I was immature, a Tanner 2 boy, and had not yet completed my Birthday Month. Then he had me come up first and introduce myself, just as I’d done last month. I gave my name and birthdate, and then let Maxwell King and Zander Owen introduced themselves. It was odd seeing Reed fully dressed now while I was still naked.

At least now I knew the rules. When boys tried to make me late for class, I said the magic words and they immediately let me go. And the girls had seen me all through October and were more interested in Maxwell and Zander than me. And I’d been careful with my language, both at home and at school. I couldn’t afford to have any more extra days added to the 15 I had already earned.

At the end of the day, I joined them on the field outside the school for our physicals. The doctor did both of them first, and both were a Tanner 3. And now the girls knew the exact size of their equipment as well as mine, which hadn’t changed.

“It is hard to tell since you don’t have any pubic hair at all,” he began.

“I did, but the girls remove it,” I complained.

He shook his head. “You’re once again smaller than the other boys celebrating their Birth Month. I’m going to stick with a Tanner 2.” He shouted over to the person keeping records and I had to endure the laughter.

Mr. Rose hadn’t forgotten that because of my punishment he’d said that my Birthday spankings would be set at a level two instead of the easy one I’d had last month. By the time the fourteenth paddle hit my butt, I was in pain and did a little dance as I tried to rub the pain away.

This would be an easier month, as there were only three weeks of school. The entire last week we were out for Thanksgiving. Only as soon as I thought that I remembered something.

My dad’s brother and his family were coming here for the week. We alternated years between the two houses. He had three daughters and a son. And I was going to be naked.

The month went by slowly. Being with Reed was awkward, since I was still required to be naked and he was fully dressed. But I managed to make it with no penalties. When school let out the Friday before Thanksgiving week, I knew they would be at my house by dinner time.

“Set up the tent,” Mom ordered as soon as I got home. It was tradition for when they visited since we didn’t have a spare room. My aunt and uncle would take over the basement. Shawn, my cousin, and I slept outside in the tent. His sisters used a combination of my room and my sister’s room. This was going to be very awkward.

I was in the back yard pounding in the last of the stakes for the tent when I was surprised as my four cousins came running out to greet me. The surprise on their faces when they saw I was naked showed that they hadn’t been informed that I was still in my Birth Month.

“Ken, what is going on?” Angie asked. She was the oldest at 15. On either side were her sisters. Mia was twelve and Sue was fourteen. Their eyes never left my groin.

“He can’t follow simple rules and he’s still in his Birth Month,” Cece stated smugly.

“And, as you can see, he hasn’t matured yet, so he will continue to be in it until he develops into a Tanner Stage 3,” Gale proudly supplied. They had been here before and seen naked boys. They knew all about how things worked here in Mary’s Corner.

“Oh, I so wished we lived here,” Angie Moaned. “Getting to see boys naked all the time. I’d love to see how Shawn would deal with it.”

“I’d refuse,” my male cousin said as he stood there staring at me.

“Yeah, and then you’d meet Mr. Rose and the spanking machine,” Gale laughed. “I don’t think your resistance would last all that long.” She looked at me. “I think I see a little bit of hair. I think tomorrow, your cousins and I will take care of them.”

I almost argued. I sure as hell didn’t want my four cousins to take part in my required hair removal day that came up every two weeks. But if I had complained, Gale wouldn’t have hesitated to punish me. And I guess that maybe she might just show Shawn how the spanking machine worked. With me in it, of course. She had no authority over him.

“I’m tired from the ride and need to stretch my legs. Let’s go for a walk around the block, Ken.”

I knew he wanted to see me naked outside of my backyard. I looked to Gale to see if she’d protect me, but she giggled. “Make sure he doesn’t cover up. If he does, let me know. No warnings.”

“Your birthday is October 1st. Why are you still in that ridiculous bullshit called Birth Month?” he asked as we reached the sidewalk. “Is it really because you aren’t mature enough?” He glanced down at my junk. “Although, I can see why they would think so. I’m three months younger than you and I can see that I’m bigger.”

I didn’t have to answer his questions, but I did need to be polite. It was just easier to tell him what had happened to me. A lie would be disastrous, and refusing to discuss it would only mean that Gale would make me tell all of it to him and his sisters.

“Hey, your sister said there is a spanking machine,” he said when I was done. “Let’s go see it.”

“It’s six blocks away, and it is almost dinner time,” I said. Even though I was somewhat used to being naked, it didn’t mean that I wanted to be in public any more than necessary.

He stopped. “Look, I know all about this stupid program, and I think that you are an idiot to put up with it. I want to see the spanking machine. Now you can show it to me, or we’ll go back and I’ll tell Gale that I tried to touch your skin and feel the hairs and you covered up to stop me. We’ll see how that plays out. Maybe she will take both of us to the machine and I’ll get to see how it works.”

I knew that Gale would do anything to humiliate me as long as what she did was within the rules. It wouldn’t matter if she believed Shawn or not. She’d love to take me to school. She didn’t have a key to operate the machine, but I also knew that when necessary, Mr. Rose never refused to show up and make use of it. I gave in to Shawn.

“Hi Ken, nice to see you,” Crystal Townsend said from behind us. She was my age. With her was another girl I didn’t know. “This is my cousin from Cleveland. She and her family are visiting us this week.”

The other girl couldn’t take her eyes off my dick. In all likelihood, I was the first teen boy she’d ever seen naked. And it caused me to get hard.

Seeing my embarrassment and the reflex motion to cover that I barely resisted, Shawn introduced himself and managed to carry on a conversation with Crystal. It ended when he said where I was taking him.

“Oh, Cynthia and I could go there with you,” Crystal said, much to my disappointment. “She didn’t even know we had a spanking machine. Too bad Ken hasn’t done anything wrong or she might have gotten a chance to see it in action.”

“Well, the week is young,” Shawn laughed. “If he does do something to earn its use, I’ll have Gale call you. Does she have your number?” I knew then that I had to be especially nice to him.

While they couldn’t operate the spanking machine, it still did have a use I had forgotten. But Crystal remembered.

“Ken, would you please get in like you were about to be spanked? Please? I know my cousin and yours would like to see how it works.”

“Yeah, I really would like to see that,” Shawn stated.

I got in and bent over the padded bar. As they moved behind me, I recalled the first time I’d been in it. A boy had called out that he could see my anus. Back then, I didn’t know what he meant. But I watched Reed get spanked, and then I knew. With his knees on the side rails and his upper body over the bar, you could see the pink ring between his now separated butt cheeks.

And sure enough, as soon as I was in position, Crystal pointed it out. All three of them laughed. I got out of the machine, only to see Mr. Rose approaching.

“What are you doing?” He asked. “Who are these other people?”

“This is my cousin, Cynthia, and she’s visiting from Cleveland,” Crystal said. “Ken wanted to show us how the machine works.”

“And I’m Shawn Johnson, Ken’s cousin.”

“Ah, John’s son,” Mr. Rose said. “I remember him well. And he was in this machine more than once himself. Would you like to see it in action?”

“Yes sir, please,” Shawn begged.

I knew that if I didn’t let this happen, Mr. Rose would find a reason for it. If I submitted without trying to get out of it, maybe he’d keep it simple.

“Ken, I’m sure you’ve done something minor, or you will. I’ll call your parents and tell them I’ve applied a punishment in advance in order to show two out-of-towners how this works. We’ll do it like we do your Birthday Month. Okay with you?”

He was polite, but I knew it was a trick. One way or another, I was going to get spanked. I got back onto the machine.

When he used his key to activate it, the straps moved to hold me in place. I heard the noise as he made the settings, and then the first strike landed.

“Oww,” I cried out. He had it set on position 3. The next one stung even more.

“Oh, sorry, I screwed up,” Mr. Rose exclaimed as the third strike landed. “I’ve got it set too high.” He stopped it before the next strike landed.

“Anyway, that’s how it works. Did you see enough?”

I was fearful that either Crystal or Shawn would say they wanted more, but both thanked him. The straps that held my arms in place were released and I could finally get out and rub my burning butt.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Rose,” Shawn said. “It was sure a pleasure to meet you. You’re much nicer than Ken led me to believe.”

That asshole had just set me up for more pain from Mr. Rose. But there was nothing I could do about it.

“Come on, Ken, we’ve got to get back and get our stuff in the tent.” He turned to Crystal. “We’ll be living in a tent in his back yard for a few days. You should come and meet my sisters.”

I knew that now that she’d been invited, she was going to see me again. As we parted, I was too angry to say anything to either Shawn or Crystal.

As we walked away, Shawn looked at me.

“I can see that you’re pissed. But with you too weak to tell people like your sister or Mr. Rose to fuck off, I’m going to take advantage of that. I want your full cooperation for anything I want you to do this week. I expect truthful answers to any questions I ask. Lie to me, or refuse something I want, and I’ll do all I can to see you strapped into that machine again.”

We walked another ten steps. I didn’t say anything.

“Have you ever given a blowjob?” he asked.

I knew what was coming, but he had me over a barrel. Or, more technically, over the spanking machine. Gale wouldn’t hesitate to answer his question for me if I refused.

“Yes,” I said.

“To who, and how many times?”

“Reed Anderson. You’ve met him on previous visits. He lives next door. I’ve done it twice. Three times, actually, but once was a 69.”

“When we get back to your house, go over and invite him to stay the night in the tent with us. Tell him you’re going to blow me twice, but that I’ll settle for one if you do him once.”

I was trapped. Shawn had never been dominant or commanding before, but now we were both teens. He knew enough about Mary’s Corner to know I didn’t dare fight back. I went next door, where Chloe was more than happy to see me naked once again.

I explained the situation to Reed. To his credit, he was very reluctant. As before, I told him I’d rather do him once than my cousin twice, even though I knew in my head that Shawn wasn’t going to settle for just one. He was here for six days, and was going to demand much more.

Angie, Sue, and Mia couldn’t get enough of me as I cleaned my room of all things that could be put away. Mia, the youngest, especially liked the way my dick swayed back and forth as I worked. The oldest one, Angie, said she preferred it erect.

“Don’t worry, you’ll see it hard a lot,” Cece laughed. “He isn’t allowed to play with it unless at least one girl watches. You’ll see, he’ll be asking all of us to watch him jerk it.”

I didn’t miss the look on Shawn’s face when he heard that. I don’t think he knew about that rule until just then.

After dinner, Reed joined us in the tent. Shawn’s sister came out too. Mia even asked Reed if he’d get naked too, stating that he’d already been seen by my two sisters and his own, so it didn’t matter.

“I’ll get naked if you will too,” was Reed’s counter offer. As expected, Mia blushed and left him alone. Finally, the adults told the girls it was time to come in, and it was just me, Reed, and Shawn in the tent.

It had barely gotten dark when Shawn told me to make good on my offer, starting with my best friend.

“My mom might come out to check on us,” I said, hoping to put this off as long as possible. “Or your mom.”

“They won’t. They had drinks at dinner, and they are having more now. They will go to bed early. Go ahead and ask.” Shawn looked at Reed and said, “I know he’s sucked you off three times. If you don’t want a fourth, I’ll have him do me twice before midnight and another one first thing in the morning.”

“Reed, can I blow you?” I was forced to ask.

He didn’t answer verbally, but he did remove his shorts and boxers. And to my surprise, he had an erection. I didn’t keep him waiting. I did my best, and it wasn’t long before once again I was tasting his cum.

“Now me,” Shawn ordered. He lowered, but didn’t remove his lower clothing.

I’d seen him naked, but this was the first time I’d ever seen him erect. And I had to admit, his statement that he was bigger than me might not have been just boasting. Even in the dark, I could see it was at least as big as Reed’s and maybe bigger.

When it was done, he pulled his clothes up. “Let’s go for a walk,” he suggested. Well, it sounded like a suggestion, but I knew I’d pay a price if I didn’t go. Reed dressed, but said he was going home to pee and he’d see us when we got back.

It didn’t take long before I knew where Shawn was taking us. My school. More specifically, the spanking machine. I had no idea why.

“Get over the bar,” he said to me when we arrived. “I want to try something.”

Thinking he was going to hand spank me, I almost resisted, but was worried about lies he might tell. I got over the bar. Then, moments later, I felt him leaning across my back.

“What are you doing,” I asked.

“Hold still, I just want to try something.”

And then I felt it. His dick, pushing its way into my ass. I tried to rise, but I didn’t have any leverage. He pushed in an inch and pulled back.

“I’m not going to fuck you, not all the way. Just a little bit of your ass.” He drove in again. I could feel his dick pushing against my anus. He pulled back and did it twice more. Then I felt him tense and could feel cum filling my crack.

He got off of me and laughed.

“You ass,” I said as I got up and turned around. Shawn’s shorts and boxers were around his ankles and his dick was still hard.

“No, your ass. I didn’t go all the way, so I didn’t fuck you. And you had better never say anything to anybody about it either.”

We walked home in silence. Reed was in the tent. Little was said, and we got into sleeping bags and slept.

When I woke, Reed was gone. I went out of the tent to pee, and as I was returning, I saw the girls at the tent.

“We’re going out for breakfast,” Gale said. “You can’t be naked in the restaurant, so go get a tee shirt and your athletic supporter.”

Some places allowed that, some required more clothing. I had a pretty good idea where we were going based on what I was allowed to wear. I was quiet all through breakfast, fearful that I had six more days to put up with Shawn. He was happy, and chatted with Cece, asking her about all the boys she’d seen naked. She told him about her health class and that Reed and I had been part of it.

When we got home, I saw Mr. And Mrs. Anderson sitting on their front porch. They got up as soon as we pulled in the driveway. Mom and Dad invited them in, and I went to take a shower to rinse Shawn’s cum from my crack. As required, I had to have a witness to make sure I didn’t jack off in there and asked Gale. All three of Shawn’s sisters came with her.

When we came back, my parents and my aunt and uncle were standing in the living room waiting for something. Shawn was nowhere in sight.

“Girls, we need to talk to Ken alone,” Dad said. “Please wait outside.”

Confused, the girls went out back. I was left facing the four adults alone.

“Ken, we need honest answers. Reed told his parents this morning that Shawn was threatening you and making you do things. Oral sex, he said. Is that true?”

I stuttered a few attempts and then stopped, unable to decide how to respond.

“Ken, you are not in trouble even if Reed was mistaken,” Mom tried. “We just want the truth.”

“If I tell you, he’ll tell lies to Gale,” I whispered. “Awful lies. Ones that he knows will get days added to my Birthday Month and probably a serious spanking as well. And I can’t prove I’m not lying.”

“We can keep that from happening, but only if we know the truth,” Dad started. “Reed wasn’t going to say anything, he knew what you were facing. But he said that he followed you and Shawn last night. He saw something that made him have to tell his parents. Can you tell us yourself what happened?”

I broke into tears. They knew. Reed had told them. “He didn’t fuck me, not really. He just pushed his dick between my butt cheeks. And he made me blow him and Reed. He was going to make me give him more blowjobs.”

Uncle John stormed from the room and went outside. Even with the door closed I could hear him bellow Shawn’s name. Then I heard car doors, and a moment later, he backed out of the driveway.

“What you said matched what Reed told his parents,” Mom said. “Well, he thought Shawn had gone all the way last night. I’m glad he didn’t and that you were honest about it.”

“What is going to happen? I didn’t want to ruin Thanksgiving.”

“You didn’t,” my aunt said. “Me and John are horrified at what we were told. To be honest, we didn’t believe it. At least I didn’t, I’m not sure about Uncle John. But he will get to the bottom of it.”

“I won’t be part of it,” I said. “I won’t treat him like he did me. It was wrong for him to do it, and it would be just as wrong for me.”

“We’ll find out what is going to happen very soon,” Dad said softly. “None of this is your fault. Go outside, but if the girls ask what is going on, tell them we ordered you to not answer that question.”

The girls of course wanted to know, but when I did as Dad had said, they moved away and left me alone. I decided to go next door.

Reed answered the door. “I’m sorry, but I had to tell,” he said. “Don’t be pissed at me, please.”

“I’m not. I came to thank you. His parents are handling it.” I saw his parents and Chloe in the background. “I need to say something, but just to you and your parents.”

“Stay here,” I heard Mr. Anderson say to Chloe. He and Reed’s mother came outside with me and Reed.

“What you saw, it wasn’t as bad as you thought. He didn’t fff, uh, rape me. He just pushed his thing between my cheeks. He never went all the way in.”

“Oh, good thing for that,” Mr. Anderson said. “Thank you for telling us.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Reed added. “I really thought…” he didn’t complete the sentence, but I already knew what he had thought happened. “Still, it went way too far. I should have stopped him.”

“You did the right thing, telling your parents,” I said. I don’t know what happens next, but I told my parents the same thing you did, and they believe me. Shawn’s parents do too. I don’t know where my uncle took him.”

I heard the phone ringing inside the house. A few seconds later Chloe knocked on the door before opening it. “That was Mr. Johnson,” she said. “He said that Shawn Johnson is now a birthday boy and that we should all go to the school to witness his Birthday Spanking.”

“But he doesn’t live here,” I muttered. “How can this happen?”

“Let’s go to the school and find out. I see your parents waving at us.”

Shawn was totally naked except for shoes and socks. He looked absolutely miserable. I could see that he’d been crying.

Mr. Rose stepped away from him and greeted us.

“I got a call from the City Board Chairman that for crimes committed in Mary’s Corner by Shawn Johnson, his father asked for a week-long residency authorization to be granted. Since John Johnson has been on the spanking machine several times himself, it was granted. And since this is Shawn’s birth month, he is now, and for the next six days, a Birthday Boy, subject to all the rules and requirements. The doctor is on his way to conduct a physical, but I can get on with the birthday spanking. Which, by the way, his father authorized me to use the second setting. If you’ll all step this way, I’ll get started.”

Shawn ran up to me. “I’m sorry, very sorry. I’ll pay back everything. The blowjobs, and the, uh, other thing. You can do it to me. Don’t let them do this.”

“It was wrong for you to do it to me. Mr. Rose wouldn’t hesitate to punish me for doing it to you, especially as revenge. But I will say, I’m going to enjoy watching you get spanked as much as you enjoyed watching me.”

“Wait, when did he see you get spanked?” Uncle John asked.

“I made a mistake,” Mr. Rose said. “I thought that Ken was showing off when he came here with his cousin and Crystal Townsend. I let them watch him get paddled.”

“That’s right, Crystal was here, with her cousin from Cleveland,” I said. “She should be here to watch Shawn get it.” It was revenge, but one that I was sure I could get away with. I saw my mom pull out her phone.

Shawn had to stand there with his three sisters, my two sisters, and Reed’s sister looking at him. He covered up once and was told that could add additional strokes onto his punishment. He looked horrified.

Crystal and her cousin showed up, and then it was time for Shawn to find out how it felt getting into position in the spanking machine. I was curious about something and moved behind him. When he got his knees on the two posts, I could see the red ring of his sphincter muscle.

Mr. Rose made the settings and started the machine. I clenched my butt cheeks with each stroke, remembering clearly how much it stung. Fourteen times Shawn cried out in pain.

By the time he was released, the doctor had arrived and the physical began. Unlike my physical, he was not erect, perhaps because adults, including his mother, were watching.

“Tanner Stage 3,” the doctor called out. Then he used his ruler and yelled, “Two and three-quarters.” Nobody was recording it, but I was glad to hear it. Soft, it was bigger than mine but the same length as Reeds.

“Get it hard,” the doctor ordered. Shawn looked at the girls, especially Crystal and her cousin.

“Do what the doctor ordered or we’ll have to go back to the spanking machine,” Mr. Rose threatened.

Looking down, Shawn gripped his dick and began trying to stroke it. I did see that my mother and his had turned their backs. But his sisters had moved closer.

He finally got it hard. The doctor applied his ruler. “Four and a half long, one inch wide.”

He was bigger than me, but smaller than Reed. Then he used the calipers on Shawn’s balls. “Thee ml,” he said loudly. The same as me!

“Hmm. I think that changes the classification. You are a Tanner 2, not a 3.”

Even better yet, I thought. He, like me, was a pre-adolescent. Not that it mattered, he wouldn’t have to stay naked until his body grew like I had to. But still, it was something. I wasn’t alone.

His physical was done, and I saw his parents heading toward the car without him or his sisters. I decided that I was walking home too. Even Crystal and her cousin tagged along.

I wanted to walk next to him. To tease him. Like he’d done to me. It was probably best that the girls crowded around him so that I couldn’t get close. Reed and I walked together, listening to the girls chatter about how Shawn was just a little boy. And that as soon as they got to my house, he was going to lose all of his body hair.

Then Gale turned and looked at me. “You too,” she said. I hated it, but at least Shawn had more to lose than I did.

That afternoon, a large group of girls gathered in our backyard to watch me and Shawn lose all of our body hair. Many of Gale and Chole’s friends had been called and invited to watch. He kept begging them not to do it, which only made them want to do more. After we both had rinsed off the hair removal cream and were both hairless from the neck down, I watched as they stroked his dick, stopping only when he was about to shoot. After the third time, he was begging them to finish.

“After you give oral sex to Ken and Reed. We get to watch you do Ken, but not Reed. You’ll do him in the tent. Then, and only then, will we watch you masturbate.”

“There are instructions on how to do it properly,” Reed said. “He should read them. Then, if he does a poor job, it will be his fault for not doing what the instructions say and he’ll have to do it again.”

The instructions were quickly found and a phone was handed to Shawn.

“I recommend you read and remember what that says,” Reed said. “Because Ken and I will cry foul if you do a poor job sucking us off and you’ll have to start over.”

Ten minutes later, a visibly scared Shawn was on his knees in front of me. “Please, I’ll do as good as I can. Please don’t lie and say it was bad and make me do it again.”

“I won’t lie, I promise that. But if it is bad, I will tell the truth.”

It was actually excellent, and well needed, but I told him it was only acceptable. He went into the tent with Reed. When they came out, Reed also said it was okay. But he looked at me and smiled.

“Now,” Angie said to her brother, “Masturbate. You will do it once a day with any girls who are around watching until after the day we go home. Refuse and other punishments are ready to be implemented.”

Scared, he began. It took a good five minutes, but he did shoot. The girls who had been invited to watch gradually left, and just our sisters and Crystal and her cousin remained. Shawn said he had to pee and headed for the house.

“No, do it out over there by the fence where we can see and make sure you don’t try and masturbate,” Angie said to him. He looked horrified, and it got worse when his youngest sister, Mia, followed him and stood next to him as he tried for several minutes to get his bladder to empty.

The next five days were hard on my cousin. I remembered how bad my first week had been. By now, it only bothered me slightly that I was still naked and girls had to watch me jack off or I couldn’t do it. The last day came, and after the car was packed, he apologized to me again before he got into the car, still naked.

I questioned my dad as they drove off.

“Uncle John needs gas, and Shawn is going to pump it. I think then they will let him dress. Or perhaps he’s going all the way home naked. I don’t think it matters to either of us.

I was satisfied with how the visit turned out.

Mary's Corner, a town you'll find deep in the Twilight Zone.

December 3rd (The story ends with this chapter, thanks for reading)
It was the first day of school for another group of Birth Month boys. There were four of them this month, five counting me. Again, I stood naked on the stage, jealous of all the boys who had stood with me on previous months and were now sitting in the audience fully dressed.

Like me, Tucker Hersey, Hank Lambert, Jeff Vaca, and Nate Briggs wore nothing. Their jockstraps were in their hands, same as me. As Mr. Rose made his introductory comments to the audience, Tucker nudged me.

“My sister wants to meet you,” he whispered.

“So? What’s in it for me?”

“If you come home with me, I won’t tell her you were a stuck-up fucking prick.” He looked right into my eyes as he said it, but his lips curved upward into a smile.

“Maybe,” I said, just as Mr. Rose turned around and called on me to introduce myself for the third month in a row.

I knew nothing about Tucker other than his name. He’d gone to the other elementary school. And that meant that he lived on the other side of town. There would be a lot of girls who hadn’t started middle school yet who hadn’t seen me. His sister was probably one of them. Still, his introduction stood out as unique.

For me, the physical was a success. My measurements hadn’t changed much; my dick was just an eighth of an inch longer. But the doctor announced that I was a Tanner 3. I thanked him.

I learned a bit more about Tucker during his exam. His dick was bigger than mine, but not by much. And his birthday had been yesterday but he hadn’t gotten his Birthday Spanking then, so it would be done here before we were done. It would be thirteen strokes, but instead of plus one, Mr. Rose said it would be plus 3 for not coming yesterday.

I asked Tucker why, and he said he had to stay home and take care of his sister. He wouldn’t say anything more than that.

As he got out of the spanking machine, I saw him blink away a couple of tears, and he rubbed his butt for a few minutes before coming over to me.

“So, are you coming to my house or not?”

“It would be a long walk home. Can’t you tell me what is so special about me that your sister had you ask me specifically instead of any of the other boys?”

“She has her reasons, I’m not privy to them. You’ll have to ask her. And to do that, you’ll have to get on my bus with me. Maybe my mom will drive you home.”

I was curious, so I told Gale to tell Mom that I was going across town and would be home late. She wanted to know more, but I honestly could tell her that I didn’t know the answer to her question.

There were several kids on his bus that I’d seen around town. Most of them I knew by name, but not a lot else. They seemed more interested in seeing Tucker’s dick than mine, so I was okay with that. After all, yesterday would have been the first time they’d seen his. I’d been naked for the physical at the beginning of the month every month this school year.

It was a short walk from his bus stop to his house. He didn’t need a key to enter, so I knew someone must be home. As he walked in, he called out.

“Carly, Jenna, I’m home.”

A girl that I guessed was about ten came running out. All she had on was panties. Once she saw me, she screamed and tried to stop, but her feet went out from under her and she fell. She scrambled up and ran the other way.

“That was Carly,” Tucker said. “She’s ten. I guess I should have warned her that I had company. Jenna’s room is this way.”

“Are you going to tell her I’m coming in before we enter?” I asked when he put a hand on a door knob and started to turn it.

“No need. Go on in. I’ll be in the kitchen when you are done.” He opened the door and stepped aside.

I looked in. A girl about my age was sitting on a chair. She was dressed, unlike her younger sister.

“Who’s there?” she asked without turning her head. Her head was pointed to one of the walls. There was no T.V. or anything else to look at on the wall. I could tell she wore glasses.

I cleared my throat, but she still didn’t turn and look at me. “I’m Ken Johnson,” I said. “Tucker said you wanted to meet me.”

“Oh, yes, I do indeed. Please close the door and come and sit here next to me.”

She still hadn’t turned her head, which I found very odd. As I moved towards her, she pulled another chair and placed it right in front of the one she was in.

As I sat, I suddenly understood. The glasses she wore were dark. A cane was hanging from one armrest, and I realized that she was blind.

“Why me?” I asked. “You could have called anyone. We’re all pretty much the same.”

“Oh, from what I hear, that isn’t true. Tucker said you’re a Tanner 2. All the other boys are Tanner 3’s. that is why I wanted to meet you. I want to know the difference. And the only way I can do that is to touch you. I’ve already touched Tucker, and one of his friends. Do you know your measurements, and Tuckers?”

“I hate to disappoint you, but the doctor said I’d grown into a Tanner 3. I’m not a 2 anymore. But I do know my numbers, and I think I remember Tuckers. I’m not sure that he’d appreciate me telling you his, however.”

“He won’t mind, but if you’re worried, he can tell me his later. What are yours?”

It was an awkward question. All the other kids had heard them yelled out. Sitting in front of a girl and saying them seemed odd and embarrassing.

“Maybe after I find out what you look like, if you’ll allow it. I really hope you will. I do it with my hands. I’ll start with your face. Can I touch you there?”

“I, uh, yeah, I guess.” My dick was for some reason starting to rise.

“I don’t know where your eyes are until I find your nose, so it is best if you close them first. Tell me when you are ready.”

I hesitated, and then decided, what the hell. I closed my eyes and told her I was ready.

Her touch was soft and gentle. Her hands landed a bit off center, one on my nose and the other on my left ear. She quickly corrected and felt all along my nose, then my cheek bones, and finally, my lips.”

“Your skin is soft, and there is no hint of a mustache. Tucker’s friend has a boy’s mustache. Tucker said you can barely see it, but I could easily feel it.”

Without warning, her hands dropped down to my chest. She sought out and then found my nipples.

“Oh, yours are extending out. Tuckers are still flat and you can barely feel them.”

The feeling of her hand gently pulling on them made my dick rise to full mast. I didn’t understand why, but suddenly I was wondering how much of me she was going to get to know.

“I want to touch the rest of you. Your penis, and your balls. I’ll reward you for being so kind to me. Can I move my hands down?”

“I, uh, I’m hard. I’ve got an erection. Do you know what that is?”

She giggled. “Yes. I’ve touched Tuckers many times, especially when we were little. Not so much once he started puberty. But yesterday, he let me. Can I touch yours?”

I was blown away. I wanted it, but it felt so surreal. I looked at her glasses, but couldn’t see through them. “I guess.” My voice broke like it used to when I was twelve.

“It is easier if you stand in front of me,” she said. “I’ll be gentle. Tucker, and his friend, coached me on things that hurt. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”

I pushed the chair back as I rose. I was two feet in front of her and watched as her hands moved down from my chest, across my belly, and then onto my dick. One hand gripped the shaft and she slid it from my belly to the tip.

“How long is it?” she asked.

I stuttered. I’d never stuttered before, but I’d never had a soft and warm hand on my dick. “Four and a half inches long and three-quarter inches wide. And Tucker was an eighth of an inch longer and a quarter inch wider.”

“I know. I felt his thing this morning. Once you told me yours, I knew how much bigger he was. But thanks for being brave enough to tell me.”

Her left hand drifted down to my balls. She rolled them around inside the sack, gently feeling each one.

And then without a warning, she leaned forward and took my dick into her mouth and began sliding her lips up and down while her tongue washed the tip.

I’d had blowjobs before. The partial one from Reed. A few of them from Shawn. But nothing matched what she was doing to me. It only took minutes before I knew I was about to burst.

“I’m going to shoot,” I warned her. She didn’t stop. She sucked harder as I pumped and pumped my cum into her mouth. Only after it was done did she pull her head back.

“That was your reward for coming all the way here and letting me see you. Thank you very much.”

I was at a loss for words. I hadn’t expected anything like this. I did manage to thank her sincerely before leaving her room.

The younger girl, Carly, was waiting at the end of the hall. This time, she was fully dressed. Without asking, she grabbed my dick and held it firmly but not painfully.

“You saw my titties, so now I get to touch you,” she said with a laugh. “You smell funny. Like Tucker did this morning. And Luis yesterday.”

She pulled me into the living room where an adult woman was just setting her purse down.

“Carly, let go of that!” the woman yelled.

“He’s a Birthday Boy, it is okay,” Carly tested.

“I said, let him go. Where’s Tucker?”

Carly held on for five more seconds before releasing my dick. “I don’t know.”

“Has anyone been with Jenna? Or did you all get to playing games with the Birthday Boy and forget about her?”

“I, uh, was with her. She wanted me to visit her.” I hoped she wasn’t going to pick up a phone and call the police.

“Oh, I see,” Mrs. Hersey said. “Did you, uh, let her see you?”

“I did. I hope I’m not in trouble for it.”

“No, you’re not. She’s been so curious about boys. I’m actually glad that you let her touch, uh, see you.”

“Hey Mom,” Tucker said as he came around the corner. “This is Ken Johnson. Jenna asked to see him specifically.”

“Go get, uh, dressed. Never mind, I forgot, you are as dressed as you’re allowed to be.” She blushed as she looked at her naked son.

“I just checked on Jenna. She’s fine. She’s going to come out in a minute. Ken lives on the other side of town. Is it possible for you to give him a ride home?”

“I can walk if it is a problem,” I said. “I’m sure you want to spend time with your kids. Especially Jenna.”

“No, it’s like five miles, and you’re so naked. I can take you. Just give me a few minutes.”

No hurry, take all the time you need,” I said.

The moment she left the room; Carly came back and grabbed my dick. She ignored her brother’s order to release me.

“It’s fine,” I said. “After all, I got to see her tits.” I laughed as I said it. Tucker shook his head, but didn’t say anything. He did smile as he watched us.

Seeing that she was now allowed to touch me, she decided to see how far she could go. She began sliding her fist up and down, sliding the skin across the erect shaft.

“Uh, don’t do that,” I said. “Your mom will be mad.”

“Mom wants to see you with an erection as much as I do. And I want to see what happens when I do this.” She kept going, and I was getting closer to having another orgasm. Tucker came over and tried to free me, but that made it worse. Just as Mrs. Hersey returned to the kitchen, I erupted, firing several bursts onto the shiny kitchen tile.

“Damn it, Carly, I said no!” she yelled. “Clean that mess up!” All of that was directed at Carly, but even as the younger girl let go and moved away, her mom did continue to stare at me. I realized Carly was right, she did want to see it hard. It was a very awkward moment.

“If you’re ready, let’s go. I’ve got to get back and fix dinner, help bathe Jenna, and…” she tailed off and looked at me. “I’m never going to get used to this damn town and its strange rules. Naked boys in my kitchen. Come on, and grab a tissue so you don’t make a mess in my car.”

“See you tomorrow,” Tucker said as I followed his mother to the garage.

Once I was home, I saw Reed and went there before going to my house. I told him everything.

“I know a little about Tucker,” he said. It was talked about at church. The blind girl, Jenna, is her biological child. Tucker and Carly were her husband’s kids. She’d only been married to him for six months when he had a stroke and died. She was totally unaware of things like Birthday Month.”

“That’s why she first told Tucker to go get dressed when she saw him,” I said. “I didn’t know anything about him or his family.”

“You really got a blowjob from Jenna?”

I gave him details. He seemed jealous. I didn’t blame him. “If you want a hand job, Carly will gladly give you one.” I had to explain that to him.

The month went by slowly. Christmas was coming, and we received word that Uncle John’s family was going to return. Dad told us that Uncle John had contacted Mr. Rose, and that since Shawn had left town without completing his Birthday Month, he would still be considered a Birthday Boy while he was here. They were going to stay through the first week of January, and if the school approved, he would be on stage for the January greeting. Of course, I would have been done at the end of this month except for the 15 extra days I’d earned.

A very different Shawn arrived on Saturday, December 20th. He stripped naked except for shoes and socks the moment he got out of the car. He helped carry boxes and suitcases into the house. And he helped me set up the tent.

“I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” I said. “Just you and I will go, none of our sisters.”

“Who, where, and why?” he asked. He didn’t demand, he actually asked.

“Her name is Jenna Hersey. She is very nice, and I told her about you and I the last time you were here. I was pretty pissed at you, and I could have been nicer. She asked to see you. Beyond that, I won’t say any more, except that she will be one of the nicer people you meet.”

“What is she going to make me do?”

“If she treats you like she did me, she won’t make you do anything. She will ask if she can. And you won’t be punished for saying no to her. If you don’t trust me, I’ll say all this to Angie, and if it is a lie, I will be punished.”

He didn’t look happy, but he said okay. It was something I’d talked to Tucker about. I had told him everything about Thanksgiving Week. He talked to his sister, and she did say she was interested.

“My father will drive us there. We’ll stay for one hour, and then he’ll come and drive us home. I will warn you, there is another girl named Carly that is a bit of a pain. But she will be tormenting me while you are with Carly.”

“What did this Jenna do to you when she saw you?”

“When we’re done at the Hersey’s house, I’ll tell you if you’ll tell me what you two did. It didn’t hurt; I’ll tell you that much.”

“Last time I was here, I was going to lie to get you into trouble. Or to force you to do what I wanted. Are you doing the same to me?”

“I am not. I won’t lie, and I think you’ll be glad you went if you go. That decision is up to you. I won’t ask again if you don’t trust me enough to go now.”

He thought it over for a few minutes. Then he said he’d trust me.

Dad had no idea what this was about. He’d asked, and I told him it was not harmful, not against any rules at all, but the family we were visiting didn’t want it discussed. He accepted that. When I told him we were ready, he didn’t ask any questions. I called Tucker to let him know we were on our way.

Tucker and Carly were waiting at the front door when we arrived. As we walked up, I told Carly that I was hers until Shawn was done with her sister. “Maybe then you can have some fun with him,” I concluded.

She smiled and agreed.

“My Mom knows about this, and gave approval, but she isn’t home,” Tucker said as he opened the front door and let us in.

“We have a ride home in an hour, so there is time for Carly to have some fun. I hope you’ll be there to make sure what she does is within the rules.”

“Oh, I will be,” he said. “I’m her Christmas present.”

Shawn was taken to Jenna’s door and told to knock and then enter. We told him where to find us when he was done. He looked like he was walking to his execution, but he knocked and entered. The door closed behind him, and Tucker, Carly, and I went to the living room.

Carly made me show her my butt hole. She tickled me, everywhere. She made me jack off. She ordered me to give Tucker a blowjob, but he told her that was only for punishments. She was running out of things to do with me when Shawn entered the living room, looking kind of stunned.

Carly started playing with his dick, but she got mad because she couldn’t get him hard. By the time she finally did, it was time to go home.

Dad didn’t ask a single question. Tucker and I went back to the tent. Our sisters came, but we politely asked them to give us some time alone, and they did.

“She sucked my dick,” Shawn said. “Really. For no reason. She wanted to measure me with her hands, but after she did, she just took it into her mouth. It was really good. But I don’t know why she did it.”

“I think it is to give you something to think about while all the shitty stuff that you and I have to put up with is going on. She did the same for me, and now, when I get a bit angry, I think back to that blowjob, and the blind girl who gave it, and I can put up with what I have to do.”

Once we came out of the tent, our sisters had all the fun they could. They watched us jack off. They removed our body hair. It sucked, but not as bad as before. Even Shawn could tell jokes afterward.

January 4th came around, and I had school. Shawn was scared to death, but he came with me. We both stood naked on the stage, along with the four new Birthday boys. We had our physicals, heard the numbers and were both Tanner 3’s. We got our Birthday spankings (mine with the setting at two as Mr. Rose had promised long ago). The next day he went home and I got my room back.

I paid off my extra days. My sisters made sure to remove my hair on the last day. And I still had to be up on that stage and go through the opening day process on the first school day of every month for the rest of the school year.

Finally, in April, my Birthday Month ended. My dick had gotten bigger over the eight months that I’d been in my Birth Month. I no longer had to be naked for one day a month. And I had all summer to enjoy being me.

Edited to make my point more clear.

That last chapter had lots of sucks. I mean the boys got sucked a lot, and it really sucks to be them in this sucky town (from the point of
view of the poor boys who don't want this kind of attention).

As a reader I like it.

Anything you can tell us about how sports events are done in Mary's Corner. I assume that since soccer and tennis are done outside, there
is no uniform except for socks and shoes. It would be a good story for another Birthday Boy.

Okay, you didn’t like it. You could have chosen a different word to express your thoughts. I felt that many people didn’t like it early on and rushed the ending to be done with it. But telling me it sucked pissed me the hell off. That was not necessary.

HitchingARide wrote: Wed Oct 29, 2025 4:38 pm Okay, you didn’t like it. You could have chosen a different word to express your thoughts. I felt that many people didn’t like it early on and rushed the ending to be done with it. But telling me it sucked pissed me the hell off. That was not necessary.

Sorry you misinterpret the sentence, or actully I wrote it poorly. You have so much oral sex in the chapter, I make a play on the same word. I
like the chapter.
I want to read more stories from you.
Carry on the good work. I am a fan.

Teamfan, thanks for clarifying how you meant the word. I took it the wrong way entirely, and I'm sorry for "blowing" up like that. All is good.