Johnny's Punishment 5

Johnny's Punishment 5
By Captain J
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Chapter 15 – Saturday Meetings

The next morning Johnny was awakened by his father who just told him to eat breakfast and then clean out the garage and mow the grass. Johnny saw no one in the house as he hit the bathroom or ate his breakfast. He decided to do the mowing first before it got too hot out, that way he would be in the shade when he cleaned the garage.

The house was empty because everyone was next door in the EcBright house where a weekly review meeting was underway, both sets of parents and all four girls.

At that meeting the girls reported on Johnny's progress, he had met all requirements all week and only needed expected correction. Nothing major was found in the negative category. Jane told the parents about and 'full confession' extracted regarding all sexual activities since he first discovered sex and that it was in front of seven girls. She had already briefed her mother the night before.

"Jane told me all the details last night," Liz offered to the group, "other than the park incident, it all sounded like normal experimentation and discovery I would expect from a young boy. The only parts that concern me, were him feeling compelled to engage in voyeurism as that shows a total lack of respect for females and that he stole some of those magazines. Theft is never acceptable. I don't think we need to go over all of that point by point, I'm satisfied that he did tell them everything."

Debbie recounted his confession about the park incident in detail, she and Jane both agreed that it was just a more detailed recounting than he had give each of them individually earlier in the week. Looking directly at Johnny's father, "I don't think your son is a homosexual; he used very bad judgment, in sneaking out, drinking to the point of passing out, then was used against his will by those older boys. He is beating himself to death over it, he knows he was wrong from the get-go and put himself in both a situation and condition which allowed it to happen. He only reported one point in the whole incident where he had any 'good' feelings and only briefly, and doesn't ever want to engage in that activity with a man again. I believe him totally on that point!"

Jane, Vicky and Nancy all quickly supported Debbie's assessment. "He's not a homosexual and hates the idea of it."

"What was this 'good feeling' he reported?" Doug asked.

"He says there is a spot up inside his behind, that when touched sends almost electric like shocks through him; I confirmed that with the, adult toy you provided. He really enjoyed it when I stimulated that spot with the device." Debbie reported and blushed at the admission, knowing that they knew what the 'device' was and how it was used.

"Prostate!" Johnny's mother concluded, "Yes, it's very sensitive."
"That's an understatement if ever I heard one!" Chuck remarked and got a snicker from his wife Kay. Doug just chuckled.

"Johnny has promised that if he ever feels the urge or need to have it stimulated, he will come to me." Debbie reported, and all four adults chuckled at that.

"Well at least that's safe!" his mother said and his dad again chuckled, "Well it does bond him to females for his needs and that is a big point in this program! He needs to respect females and seek them to meet his sexual needs; this just reinforces that bonding." She continued.

"OK, so he's not gay. Thank God for that!" Doug ruled. "On a related topic, I talked to Dr. Johnson yesterday and he thinks we should drop the butt plug part of the punishment. He says occasionally would be OK, but that wearing it all the time, may weaken his ability to control his sphincter and he may end of in diapers permanently as a result; he suggested never more than 12 hours at a time and not more than two days per week if the chair is also in use; without the chair maybe every other day. But the boy needs to close frequently or it may never close fully again. We don't want something like that to happen so for the next week I'm going to tell Johnny he has earned removal of the plug, but we'll keep using the chair; after that we'll drop the chair and just use a plug if it is deemed needed for punishment. While on that topic, I'll see about getting a different one, not so big around, but longer, maybe even one that stimulates the prostate; 12 hours of continuous stimulation there might make him less eager to have that stimulated."

All four adults gave 'knowing' grins at his final statement.

Jane then reported on other anticipated activities, "Nancy had him work out the other day and the results were to say the least weak and pathetic. We plan on having him on a regular exercise routine to at least tone him up some. Nancy says one hour per day, five days per week will quickly improve him in that area." All of the adults nodded approval at the plan.

"One really good thing happened yesterday," Jane reported, "Susan Henderson and her two little sisters were at the party, Tami is 10 and Jenny is 12, they don't have any brothers and neither of the younger girls had ever seen a naked boy other than maybe a baby or two. Both girls got an opportunity to see Johnny and touch him and he was very cooperative. Susan ask him if he would be agreeable to allowing the girls to learn more about boy's bodies on him; she wanted a safe environment for them to learn, not play doctor behind some shed where they might get hurt. Johnny agreed willingly to help them and told Susan to see me to set it up. I thought that was very kind and responsible on his part, and it will be good for the girls."

"Excellent!" his mother exclaimed, "He will probably be embarrassed a little, but I'm sure he already considered that. His agreement without consulting you girls first shows concern for the young girls and a willingness to assist; I'm proud of him for that!"

"Girls, you're doing a great job as we fully expected you would," Doug announced, "Johnny should be done with the mowing and cleaning of the garage by lunch so let's have a meeting with him after lunch. I'll let the Judge know things are going well and we can proceed for there."

The meeting broke up at that point and everyone was happy with the progress. Debbie announced that she was going to the library and would be back by lunchtime. "Got to find out more about this prostate thing" she mumbled to herself as she headed out the door.

Johnny finished cleaning the garage about 11:30 and when he appeared at the back door she was covered with sweat, grass clippings, dirt and dust. "Good Lord! You're Filthy!" His mother declared.

Looking down at himself he had to agree, "Mom EVERTHING in that garage was covered in dirt, dust and sawdust from dad's shop area. I swept a huge pile of sawdust alone out of there, how did you expect me to do that and end up clean?"

"I didn't Honey," she responded, "I just didn't expect you to be wearing most of it; now go take a shower and I'll fix you some sandwiches."

"Yes Mother," he replied and carefully moved through the kitchen trying not to rub against anything which might deposit some of the dirt and grime.

Twenty minutes later a clean boy with still damp hair returned, "Your sandwiches are there on the counter Johnny and make sure you eat it all. You're too skinny!" his mother called out as she headed for the basement stair.

On the counter were two huge sandwiches, and a glass of milk. "I can't eat all that! It's too much!" Johnny called back with a plea in his voice.

"EVERY BITE Johnny, you're too skinny and need to put some weight on!" she replied as she headed down to the basement.

When his mother returned, Johnny was standing at the kitchen counter trying to force down the last half of the second sandwich. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a hug, then stepped to his side with one arm still hugging him. "There will be a review meeting in the living room at 1:00, your Father will talk to you about your progress; the girls and we met this morning and they all gave you good reports, so don't worry about it. I'm especially pleased with your agreement to help out Susan's little sisters; that was very kind and responsible of you and I'm proud of you." She then gave him another hug and kissed his cheek; then released him and went about her business. Johnny just stood and finally managed to eat the last of the meal. Then went to his room to wait until the appointed time.

At 12:50, Johnny decided he better get ready for the meeting; that meant he had to get erect, since he knew both mothers and all the girls would be present. Better to do it alone in his room and already be in the 'proper' state, than to have to stroke himself to an erection, once he got there. Once he was hard he knew it didn't take much to keep it that way. Up until recently his problem had been trying to keep it down!

As the wall clock chimed 1:00, a naked Johnny entered the living room being lead by his erection pointing out before him. Everyone was already seated and he stood before his father and mother who were seated on the couch.

"Johnny," his Father started, "This is your weekly review meeting, we will hold one every Saturday at this time unless you are told otherwise, until your punishment is completed. The purpose of the meetings will be to update rules and procedures as necessary, based upon your behavior and performance during the week, also to deal with any unpunished transgressions. We will have a detailed meeting in the mornings with the girls to review your progress. This meeting will only be to let you know the results. You will not be involved in the other meeting where the girls report, and future planning takes place."

"I am pleased to say that all your reports this past week were positive," he continued. "As a result you have earned two rewards; first you no longer have to wear the plug in your behind all the times; you may remove it now." Johnny lowered into a slight squat and pulled the device from his rear and returned to standing, holding it in his hand. "For the balance of your punishment, a plug may be specified only as needed for a specific punishment." This ruling elicited a big sigh from the boy. "Second, as a reward for your good behavior, from dinner this evening until Monday morning all rules are suspended except, that you must remain naked, no ejaculations without permission, you may be touched by anyone as they may desire and follow any directions given you by the girls or us. If you meet all rules and expectations each week, you will get a similar reprieve."

"Uh does that mean, I can use a regular chair?" Johnny asked seeking clarification.

"I said ALL rules, that includes chairs, erections, everything, except naked, no ejaculation unless given permission and being touched unless directed otherwise." His Father replied.

Johnny had been holding his breath without realizing it and let it all out in a rush of relief when he heard the answer, he was rewarded by chuckles all around the room.

"One positive point for the week was your willing agreement to help the Henderson girls with their sex education. That was very responsible and caring on your part and we are all proud of you for that. It shows respect for the girls and willingness on your part to assist in their social development, well done!"

"Your sister has convinced me that the door to your room may be safely replaced, that you will not be doing anything in there that would break rules. You have no need for privacy and the door will be open most of the time; just as a warning, however, anyone may enter your room even if the door is closed without giving any warning, what-so-ever so don't even think of abusing this privilege."

"Yes Sir, Thank you Sir." Johnny responded.

"Last, we are very concerned with your physical condition, specifically, the lack there of. Starting Monday, you will be exercising five days per week for an hour each day until you gain an acceptable muscle tone. To be quite frank, you are too soft and physically weak for a boy your age; that is going to change. So unless you have any questions this meeting is concluded and you are free for the rest of the afternoon unless one of the girls needs you for something," His Father concluded.

"Yes Sir, Thank you Sir." Johnny eagerly responded.

Turning toward the girls in anticipation, only one responded, "I need to talk to you for a little bit Johnny," Debbie offered, "but it will only take a few minutes, how about out on the porch."

"OK Debbie," he replied and they both left the room heading for the back porch.

When they arrived on the porch, Debbie immediately sat on the 'coaster' type loveseat, Johnny was left standing not knowing what to do, "Sit here on my lap," Debbie directed and gave herself a pat on the thighs. Johnny quickly lowered himself onto her lap and sat sideways so they could look at each other. Holding him by the shoulders with her right arm, her left hand unconsciously began stroking his thighs and playing with his privates, giving little strokes and squeezes. "This is great!" Debbie observed, "I just love holding my naked Johnny like this."

"Doesn't feel too bad to me either," he whispered back, "feels really good in fact."

"Not having that thing up your butt, probably makes you more relaxed too," she softly replied.

"You have no idea. It would dry out in there and then getting it out hurt like hell, I had to grease it four or five times per day, and it felt like I needed to take a dump all the time," he said with a sigh.

"Well it's out and won't be back unless you screw up, so try real hard not to do that," she offered, "Now little boy, the reason I needed to talk to you, is that I found some information about your little special place up inside. Your mother said 'prostate' during the meeting this morning so I went to the library after the meeting and looked it up. From what I was able to find, it's a gland that produces most of the fluid that comes out when you ejaculate and is supposed to be very sensitive."

"Sensitive, isn't a strong enough word for what I feel when it gets rubbed," he replied, "I don't know how to explain more than that shock type feeling, but it's great!"

"Well we are going to do some extensive experiments next week and see what we can discover about your prostate and how to keep it happy, how does that sound?" she asked.

"I'm up for it anytime you want!" he happily replied.

"Speaking of UP, you're leaking a little here," and gave his cock a squeeze, "do you need to cum?"

"Yes please, you've been playing with it ever since I sat down and it's getting really tense down there." He replied and as if to emphasize the point a little tremor passed through him.

"Well just relax baby, and I'll take care of that little problem," and she started stroking him in earnest, it only took ten firm strokes before he said "I'm cumming!" and started shooting cum over his chest and stomach. When he finally stopped, she kissed his cheek and murmured "Good Boy!" in his ear. "Now why don't you go take a nap until dinner, you worked real hard this morning and that will get you until your reprieve starts."

The two of them apparently didn't realize it but the coaster was directly below the open window above the kitchen sink. Inside, his parents had overheard the entire conversation. "When do we start planning the wedding?" his father asked.

"Probably as soon as they are old enough and SHE decides she wants one!" His mother replied. "I don't think they've gone that far, but Kay and I need to talk to the girls about using protection if it does, and get them what they need. She has that boy body and soul and it's just a matter of time." She concluded. Doug just nodded his head in agreement.

Chapter 16 – The Reprieve

Jane woke her brother from his nap and Johnny followed her to the kitchen where dinner was already waiting on the table. Johnny got to sit on a regular chair for the first time in over a week and as a result was a happy boy all through dinner, he ate two helpings of everything and was smiling throughout. The only thing unusual to an outside observer to this family gathering was the boy was naked and everyone else clothed.

He spent that evening relaxing in his room, reading a science fiction novel by Robert Heinlein his favorite author. About 10:00 his sister came in and walked over to his bed where he was stretched out and relaxing. Sitting on the edge she casually reached out and gave his limp cock a stroke, then massaged his nuts, "How's my big brother doing?" she asked as if a 12 year-old feeling her older brother's privates was perfectly normal.

"Fine!" Johnny replied looking over the top of his book.

Jane just sat there watching her brother as she continued to stroke his belly, thighs, cock and balls, "Just wanted to make sure you were doing OK, you've had a rough week and I was concerned," she continued, lifting his sack in her fingers, she rolled his balls around and probed some before continuing, "These are feeling kind of full, do you need to cum before bedtime?"

"That would be nice," he croaked out as his parts had responded to her manipulations.

"Well go ahead then." She said and removed her hand.

"But aren't you going to?" he asked hoping she would do it for him.

"No, but you have my permission, so go ahead." And just sat back watching him. After a minute or two, "Well are you going to or not? I don't have all night and I have to be here, so either do it or don't."

"OK," came the weak response from the boy and he started stroking himself, Jane reached out and resumed stroking his thigh and occasionally massaging his balls. Johnny closed his eyes and was really starting to pump, when she squeezed down on his tender balls. "Aaah!" he cried out, "That hurts…Why are you doing that?"

"Open your eyes and look at me when you're doing that in my presence!" She demanded, "I am the one who gave you permission and I didn't have to do that! I don't want you thinking about some slut in one of your magazines when it's ME that is allowing you this release. So if you want to cum, and I'm the one giving you permission, then you sure as hell ought to at least show me the respect of looking at me!"

"I'm Sorry," he whimpered and she released her grip and returned to a massaging. Johnny wasn't stupid, not all the time, and he learned quickly. So he looked directly into his sister's eyes as he resumed stroking himself. Visions of her naked body from the shower the other day flashed through his mind and it didn't take much to send himself to the edge; "I'm cumming!" he said through clenched teeth as his body arched upwards, and the first spurt arched up through the air towards his chest.

"That's it Johnny, cum for me, you know you want to cum for your little sister," she murmured to him and squeezed his balls a little to urge him to empty them.

Seven spurts later he was drained and collapsed back onto the bed, Jane released her hold and stood, then leaned over him and stroked his forehead, then gave him a light kiss on the lips, "Good one Johnny! Now you're ready for sleep and don't have to worry about any wet dreams." Johnny just lay there panting as she glanced down at his cum covered chest as she stepped away. "Better clean up some though," she said smiling as she left him there.

Jane went to her own room and had to remove some very wet panties, controlling her brother's sex life was exciting to her and she quickly locked the door and did a little masturbating of her own.

Jane was eating breakfast when her naked brother came into the kitchen and she watched him as he fixed himself bacon and eggs, then came to the table carrying his plate. "Morning Sis, Sleep Well?" he said with a smile.

"Usually Do," she responded, "How about you?"

"Crashed after you left, never woke up at all until just before I came down. Thanks for letting me get rid of the pressure, it really relaxes me for sleep."

"Anytime Brother, that's what little sisters are for, helping keep their brothers healthy and happy!" she said with a smile. "Of course, but you already know this, sometimes we have to punish to accomplish the healthy part…"

"Yeah, I know…" he said with a sigh, "I…I'm jus glad to have YOU as my Sister, I love you Sis, I hope you know that."

"I love you too Johnny or I certainly would expend all the effort needed for your maintenance. You do realize you are a HIGH maintenance brother don't you?" She replied as she rose and gathered her plate and silverware to take them to the sink.

Johnny rose at the same time and met her as she rounded the table and gave he a hug and kiss on the cheek, "Yeah I know, and I really do appreciate your efforts, Thank You." He gave her another kiss before releasing her and sitting back down.

Later, Johnny was sitting on the back porch reading one of his favorite books again when his sister interrupted. "Johnny, Debbie just called and wants you to come over to their place, she was saying something about checking out a gland, I have no idea what she's talking about, hope you do…"

"Uh…OK Sis, I'll go right over," he said blushing, he knew exactly what gland Debbie was referring to.

"Be back before dinner!" Jane called as she retreated into the kitchen.

Johnny put down his book and walked around the garage, as he passed through the 50 yard gap between their houses, he heard a squealing little voice, "Hey look that kid's all naked!"

He looked to his right and saw the source. Four little kids were running in his direction three little girls and a boy, none of them older than 8 and two of them looked to be about 6. They ran right up to him and the oldest, a little girl with brown hair in a 'pageboy' style took the lead. "Hey you're Johnny aren't you? Why are you all naked like that?"

"Yes my name is Johnny," he replied, "and I'm being punished."

"I'm Pamela by the way," the girl replied, but she wasn't looking up at him she was staring directly at his crotch as he noticed were the other kids, "My sister Emma said something about you being in trouble…Oh this is Donny and that's Linda and Kathleen, they're my cousins, well not Donny, he's my brother,…" she kind of rambled all the while her eyes fixed on his naked front.

"His is sure a lot bigger than your's Donny," the girl identified as Linda commented while Johnny blushed.

"Well what do you expect!" Donny cried back at her, "ALL of him is bigger, I'm only seven you know!"

Just then Debbie arrived to rescue Johnny, "Hi kids!" she called out, "Johnny I've been waiting for you, now get a move on!"

"Ok Debbie, …nice to meet you kids, but I have to leave…" and immediately started walking away.

Pamela turned to Debbie, "Wow! That's something seeing him all naked like that; how long does he have to be that way?"

"All summer," Debbie replied, then in a conspiratorial voice, very softly said, "So you'll have lots of opportunities to see him just like that." As she smiled at the girl. "Now I have to go too, bye kids!" and she walked away after Johnny.

Donny watched her leave, "Glad I'm not being punished like that! Hey let's go down to the schoolyard and swing on the playground."

"OK!" the girls said in a chorus and the little group was gone.

When Debbie arrived at her backdoor, Johnny was standing there fidgeting, "The oldest one doing the talking was Emma's sister, Emma told her about my punishment. Hell by the end of the month our street is going to be crawling with kids wanting to look at me!"

"What did you think would happen?" Debbie asked the obviously upset boy, "word gets around quick about something like this; I fully expect you'll be seen by every interested kid over the age of 6 living in this end of town, before the summer is over, so you're going to have to deal with it Johnny. Don't blame Emma, if it hadn't been her, someone else would have started it."

"I guess you're right, but I don't have to like it do I? I mean it's really embarrassing to have a little kid compare your privates to a 7 year-old." Tears were welling in his eyes and he was trembling.

"Relax Johnny," she said and gathered him into a hug. "You can handle it, you just have to act like being naked is normal and no big deal. If you don't act concerned about it, the whole novelty will wear off quickly and they will see you but not 'SEE' if you get what I mean."

"I understand," he said still trembling in her arms, "It…It's just so hard…. You know?"

"I understand too Johnny, now let's go inside." As she guided him through the doorway.

Chapter 17 - Exploring

Inside, Debbie guided him to her bedroom, nobody else was in the house. Debbie saw him looking around as they passed through and explained, "They all went down to the beach to swim and have a picnic, I begged off; they won't be back for at least 5 hours."

"And they're OK with this, I mean your parents?" he said somewhat worried.

"Yeah, they know what we girls are doing and trust us not to do anything dangerous like getting pregnant." She said with a chuckle, "But I must say I am VERY disappointed in you Johnny."

"What…What did I do?" he almost cried.

"Not what you did…What you didn't do…. Here I go out and buy a new outfit, just to look sexy for you and you didn't even notice!" she said and gave a pouting look.

His attention gained, Johnny looked at her and saw she was wearing a halter top which concealed little, her firm young breasts were clearly outlined, about the size of oranges and her nipples were pushing hard against the material. White short-shorts clung tightly about her and emphasized both her long legs and shapely bottom. "Wow!" He said "you look beautiful!"

"It's about time you noticed! Next time I won't prompt you, I'll just spank you!" She said grinning.

"I guess I would deserve that. Sorry Debbie, you look wonderful!" the blushing boy said trying to extract himself for his hole.

"Now that I forced you to complement me, let me show you what I found at the Library," pointing to an open book on her desk.

The book had a full page color diagram of a male torso from the side, showing all the internal organs. "See here Johnny, this is the gland in question right below the bladder not far inside your rectum. It called a prostate and it produces most of the fluid you ejaculate, like I told you yesterday. It must not be very far inside, because according to this book, doctors check it with their finger. Older men sometimes have problems with it, apparently it sometimes enlarges and makes it hard for them to urinate or have sex. Sometimes it even gets cancer. It says sperm from your balls mixes with this fluid before it comes out when you ejaculate. Do you ever wake up with a hard-on? (he nods yes) well according to this, many times that's caused by a full bladder pressing on this gland. So I'm almost positive that gland is the spot that gives you those feelings you were talking about."

"Sounds like it's in about the right spot," Johnny observed, "but how would we know?"

"According to the book, it's like a little bump in there and about the size of a walnut and doctors can rub it and determine it's size and shape. Get down on your hands and knees and we'll see if I can find it with my finger, then we'll know for sure." She directed.

Johnny got down on the floor and presented his backside to his friend. "Spread you legs so I have some room back here and lower you shoulders, that's my boy, get your cute little butt up higher." Johnny assumed the position she wanted and waited, while Debbie dipped a big glob of Vaseline out of the jar with her finger.

"Now just relax Baby, I don't want to hurt you any," she said as she spread the lubricant around his hole and gently probed the muscle holding it closed. In no time at all her finger was sliding inside as she started right at the entrance and slowly and gently moved it about, feeling his inner passage. Johnny wiggled his behind a little as she probed and gave a sigh, "Like this do we?" she asked smirking.

"Not anything to get excited about yet, it doesn't hurt but not good either," he responded over his shoulder.

Debbie pulled back to the entrance and added a second finger, assuming she could cover more area with two fingers side-by-side; she shoved back in he gave a little grunt, but didn't pull away. Debbie looked at the book's diagram again and figured it must be along the bottom of his channel with his body in this position, so she went straight in pressing down as her finger moved forward, without warning her finger tip hit a bump and Johnny jumped. "Aaah!" he moaned and said "That's the spot!"

Debbie moved her finger over the bump trying to find the other end then pulled back and crossed it again, she then pulled her hand back and added another finger and when she started back in the fourth joined the others and most of her hand was inside. Johnny was moaning loudly and groaned each time she stroked or pressed the bump with her fingers and finally she removed her hand and wiped it off. Looking between his legs she saw a pool of white fluid on the floor below him. "Did you cum Johnny?" she asked, she hadn't felt him orgasm in fact he hadn't even been hard?

"No," he groaned, "it felt awesome each time you touched it, but I was limp so I couldn't have cum, and I didn't get the same kind of feeling. I did feel something dribble out though."

"Get up a minute," she directed and when he did, pointed to puddle on the floor, a little more than a dribble, don't you think?"

"All that came out? It…It looks like cum…but I didn't…"

Debbie jumped up and went to the book and turning the page found another paragraph entitled 'Milking the Prostate' describing a medical procedure to drain the fluid from the gland by manual manipulation. It further stated that ejaculation was not involved unless the testis were also massaged or the penis stimulated.

"So that's your prostate fluid," she observed and it can be 'milked' out without an orgasm, that's interesting."

"It may be interesting, but doesn't feel nearly as good as an orgasm!" he responded, "I'd just as soon pass on dumping my fluid without getting to cum, thank you very much."

"We'll see," she said, "Now let's get your behind and my floor cleaned up, I think that will do for today, I need to find more reference material on this."

Johnny went to the bathroom and wiped the lubricant off his rear, then returned with paper towels and wiped up the mess on her bedroom floor. When he was done, she guided him to the door and told him she's see him tomorrow and gave him a peck on the cheek and pat on the rear as she sent him back home.

Johnny left the EcBright house and started home when his earlier fear came back to meet him, "Hey there he is!" came a shout from near the street, The voice was quickly joined by others "Hi Johnny! Hey Johnny stop we want to talk to you….Wow! look at it flop around when he walks! No Johnny don't go!" And assorted cheers and jeers. Johnny tried to ignore them and kept looking forwards and he continued walking home, but tears were flowing down his cheeks regardless of his efforts to act as if it didn't matter; 'I counted at least 9 of them he thought to himself, it getting worse.'

When he got to the porch, he picked his book back up and tried to concentrate on reading but wasn't having much luck. Shortly his sister stuck her head out the door, "Johnny are you out there?"

"Yeah Sis"

"What was all that commotion out front? Sounded like a bunch of little kids yelling something."

"It was," he almost cried, "They were yelling at me. Emma told her little sister Pamela about my punishment, and she with her brother and two cousins saw me go over to Debbie's and ….and when I came back there had to be at least 9 of them waiting for me to come out so the could see me…"

"You OK?" Jane asked concerned.

"I'll have to be, won't I… I gotta learn to deal with it… It's gonna be a long summer."

"That's the spirit Johnny! You can do it, I know you can. Just relax, I'll make sure they stay out front." She said as she left him there on the porch.

The rest of the afternoon of uneventful. Johnny stayed on the porch reading, then had dinner with his family and went to him room to read again. At 10:00 his sister arrived as she had the night before and sat on the edge of his bed.

"How you doing guy?" she asked as she leisurely stroked his thigh.

"I'm OK."

"Need to release pressure?"

Johnny had to stop and think about it before he answered, then reached down and felt himself, squeezing his balls and was shocked by his conclusion.

"No," he replied

"No?" his sister said as she reached out and started feeling him herself, then stroked him but wasn't getting much of a response, it only rose half way and was still 'mushy' not the normal very hard dick she was used to.

"What's wrong?...What did you and Debbie do? It has to be the reason for this," and squeezed his half soft member.

"She found a medical book at the library that tells about the prostate gland and thought that it was the 'spot' I get those, you know…good feelings from. So she showed me the book and then she used her fingers to try and find it on me…and it was the right spot."

"She put her fingers in your butt? That's gross!"

"Yeah she did, didn't seem to bother her, I was empty so there wasn't any poop, anyway, she found it and when she rubbed it with her fingers I got some good feelings but no where as good as when I cum, and when she was done, there was a big puddle on the floor of my …fluid. But I never came and I wasn't even hard; she never even touched my dick or balls."

"But how?"

"I don't know, the book said the prostate is where my body accumulates fluid prior to an ejaculation and that it could be 'milked' to drain it. I guess that's what she did when she rubbed it, she must have 'milked it' and drained all my stuff out of it until none was left!
So I suppose that's why I don't feel any need, there's nothing there…God I hope this isn't permanent!"

"I don't know but I'm pretty sure it's not" Jane tried to reassure him. "Remember when I did you a bunch of times in a row? You shot less and less each time and by the end only a drop or two came out and I was having trouble keeping you hard."

"Yeah I remember, my dick was raw, if you ever do that again please use some lotion or lubricant of some kind…"

Jane Chuckled at that, "Sure thing Johnny, I'll grease you

up next time!  But you were able to cum the next day.  Maybe
it just takes time for your body to accumulate more of your
fluid?"

"Hope you're right," he said still worried. "Debbie said she was going to do some more reading and get more reference material on it."

"I'm almost positive you'll be OK in the morning, now why don't you get some sleep and don't worry about it. Remember you start your daily exercise program with Nancy tomorrow and you need to be rested up for that.

Johnny just groaned and rolled onto his side, as his sister rose and turned off the lights. "Good Night Johnny," she called to him.

"Night Sis…"

Chapter 18 – New Routine

"UP JOHNNY! You have 20 minutes to be up, eat and be outside and ready to start working out!" was the sound that woke him in the morning.

"What?" was his groggy response.

"20 Minutes or your butt will pay for it! And wear your tennis shoes."

"There IS no God!" he muttered to himself as he struggled to get out of bed.

Nineteen minutes later he was standing on the patio wearing only socks and tennis shoes before Nancy 'the jock' of his supervisors. She was wearing a tank top, blue gym shorts and her running shoes and Johnny noticed that the muscles in her arms and legs rippled when she moved about. 'Never noticed that! No wonder she's so strong.' He thought to himself.

"OK Johnny," the young Amazon started, "As we found out last week, you are weak and pitiful physically, what little body mass you have on that skinny frame is flab. As of today that is changing. I'm going to have to start you out easy and work up from there, I really couldn't believe how weak you were until I tested you last week. So my Boy we are going to build you up! Be warned it's going to be painful, not only from sore muscles being developed, but I intend to use my 'incentive' one spank for every unfulfilled exercise requirement. Understand?"

Johnny nodded his understanding.

"Good, we'll start off with some running, we're going to do that three days each week, today two miles to start you off."

"Where?" Johnny asked.

"You're grounded to your Dad's property and our property, but that's 13 ½ acres total, so we are going to circle the outside perimeter of the two properties. Now let's get going before it gets hot out here!"

Nancy started down the driveway and Johnny quickly decided he'd better follow or he'd be in a huge amount of trouble. "I'll lead the first lap to show you our route, after that, I'll follow up behind you," Nancy explained and took off faster. Johnny hurried after her.

Nancy's route didn't exactly follow the property lines. They started on the driveway until they reached the sidewalks in front of the property, but since his Dad's house sat way back with an almost five acre front yard, it was a long way to the sidewalk and he was already breathing hard when they reached it. Next was across the front of the two properties, then down the fence line of the EcBright land, running on grass, when they reached to back of the EcBright property, there were high weeds and Johnny was falling further behind, Nancy followed a path through the weeds and some trees, then they were on the back of his Dad's property in more trees, before she turned towards his house, rounded the garden and was back on the end of the driveway. Johnny was now fifty yards behind and Nancy stopped, jogging in place to wait for him to catch up.

Johnny was panting and already covered with sweat when he reached her, he could feel his heart thumping hard and was holding his stomach with one hand. Nancy, on the other hand, was calmly jogging in place, she hadn't even broken into a sweat.

"Jesus Johnny, we've only gone ½ mile! You really ARE pitiful! Now let's go!" and shoved him ahead of her back down the driveway.

Johnny was now in the lead, with Nancy right behind him, nudging him forward if he started to slow as they reached the front sidewalk, there stood the four kids from yesterday. "Hi Johnny! What Ya Doin!" Pamela called to him.

"Keep going Johnny, I'll catch up." Nancy directed and stopped to talk to the eight year-old. "You're Emma's sister aren't you?"

"Yeah, and you're Nancy, Debbie and Vicky's sister, I've seen you around…" the little girl responded, "this is my brother and two cousins…their visiting for a couple weeks. What's Johnny doing?"

"Johnny is Exercising, he needs to get in better shape."

"You mean like gym class?" Donnie interjected.

"Yes, Monday, Wednesday and Friday we will run and then do some exercises, Tuesday and Thursday lift some weights and exercises." Nancy explained.

"Can we exercise too?" the little boy asked, "Gym class is fun!"

"Sure it you want to! Just go catch up with Johnny."

To her complete surprise four little kids took off running after Johnny, hell two of the girls were even wearing dresses!" Nancy quickly caught up to the group now trailing Johnny and passed them and came up behind him, "Looks like you're going to have some company Johnny so don't let these little kids show you up! Now get a move on! And gave him a quick swat on the behind to emphasize the point.

"Ouch!" he cried out but increased his speed when he heard little girl giggles from behind him.

Round and round they went, Johnny getting more tired with each step, by the last lap he was gasping for breath and his stomach hurt, stabbing pains were shooting into his sides and his legs felt like rubber; behind him the kids were laughing and joking with each other as they ran, like it was no big deal. When Johnny reached the patio again he could hardly breathe, and was holding his stomach with both hands, he just collapsed on to the paving stones and sat there trying to recover his breath, he was dripping sweat and his legs ached. The kids sat down also, but they were just sitting there laughing and joking. Pamela had the only complaint, "Next time I'll wear different shoes, these hurt to run in my tennis shoes are much better."

Nancy leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Feel weak? Shown up by little first and second grader's Johnny, not to mention a mere girl?" Nancy then walked away and was talking with the kids, while Johnny caught his breath.

"Ok Johnny, time to do some calisthenics," Nancy announced, "35 sit-ups!" and she dropped down beside him as the kids formed another line facing towards him.

All of them lay back with hands on heads and Nancy started counting, "one… two… three… four" at ten his stomach was burning, at twelve his entire body trembled, at fifteen he barely made it up to touch his knees with his elbows, at sixteen he didn't make it, he just collapsed back onto the ground. All of the little kids except Donny stayed right with Nancy's count and Donny only failed to complete the last sit-up. "You kids did Great!" she told the youngsters, then turned to Johnny.

"Well Johnny you know what happens now! Go get me a chair from the porch." She ordered.

Johnny got up on wobbly legs and looked at her pleadingly, her response was to point at the porch and just say "GO!"

"What happens now?" Pamela, obviously the spokesperson of the little group.

"Johnny gets spanked 20 times for the 20 sit-up he didn't do." Nancy firmly answered.

"Uh…Uh do I get spanked for the one I didn't do?" Donny weakly asked.

"But he's too old to be spanked." Little Linda suggested.

"No he's not, and no Donny you don't get spanked, just Johnny; this is part of his punishment." Nancy said answering them.

"But you're a girl?" the other little girl who Nancy now knew was Kathleen said.

"Yes I am, and I'm the one who's going to spank him and HE IS GOING TO GET EXTRA IF HE DOESN"T GET HERE QUICK!" shouting the last for Johnny's benefit.

Hearing the threat, Johnny quickly scurried back carrying a chair, his face burning red in humiliation and put in down beside Nancy. Nancy rose and seated herself on the chair and then just waited for Johnny to lay across her lap. He just stood there tears already welling up in his eyes and whimpered "Please?"

Nancy ignored his plea and grabbed his wrist and pulled him down into position on her lap, grabbing him into hammerlock on his arm as she put her right leg over his to keep him from kicking, "That's 5 extra Johnny!"

Without further warning she land five hard hand spanks on his rear, and got immediate cries of pain from Johnny who was already red faced and whimpering; "Those were the EXTRA's," Nancy told him, "You will count each of the penalty spanks just like I counted the sit-ups and if you don't then the spank doesn't count and gets repeated." Nancy landed a hard spank but Johnny said "Ouch!" instead of "One."

"Guess you didn't hear me, so we start from zero again." And landed another spank as hard as she could.

"One!" the boy cried.

"Two…Three…. Four….Five…."

"WOW that's got to hurt bad!" a little voice said, "Dad doesn't even hit THAT hard!"

Hearing the comment, Johnny lost track and missed counting.

"You need to be paying attention to me and your behind, young man, not listening to them so that one didn't count." Nancy sternly told him and landed another spank.

"Six… Seven…Eight…. " until finally he reached "Twenty" and Nancy finally released him, his behind red and on fire, his face just as red and tears streaming down his cheeks. He immediately began dancing about, rubbing his behind to ease the pain.

All of the kids were laughing at him prancing about his boy parts flopping and bouncing as he rubbed his rear. Finally, Nancy told him to stop and go stand facing the garage, hands on top his head. Johnny didn't argue, he immediately took the ordered position, wanting to avoid any further punishment.

"Wow that was something!" Pamela told Nancy, "Can we come back tomorrow?"

"Sure Kids, exercise is good for you and you shouldn't let yourself get weak like Johnny; so sure, you're welcome to come exercise with him every day if you want, but I wouldn't wear dresses, shorts or pants would be better and running shoes on the days we run." Nancy responded.

"Won't Johnny mind?" Donny inquired, "Is he going to get spanked every day? I sure wouldn't want people watching me get spanked like that."

"It's NOT his choice, and yes he will get spanked whenever he doesn't do all the exercises regardless of who is here," she told the child.

"Can…Can we bring some friends?" Pamela asked.

"Yes Honey you can, but if they come, they have to do the exercises too, they can't just come and watch, understood?"

"Well if they were like today, that's no big deal. That was easy!" The girl answered, "I know my friends could do that with no trouble at all!"

The little girl's statement was too much and Johnny finally totally lost it and openly was crying and sobbing, he had to lean his head against the garage door to keep upright as his whole body trembled.

"He's such a crybaby!" the girl told Nancy, "Let's go kids and leave the crybaby alone!" and led the group away down the driveway.

Nancy walked over behind Johnny and putting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention said, "She's right you know." Johnny responded with renewed sobbing. "You stay right here until your sister comes out for you, Understand?" when he nodded, she walked away and went home.

It was a good 15 minutes later before his sister came to get him and she found his still crying with both ends red. "Are you still crying – Jesus you are such a crybaby just like that little girl said, get inside and take a shower, you reek!"

Near the end of his shower, Jane pulled the shower curtain aside and handed her brother a disposable razor. "What's this for? I don't need to shave…" the confused boy asked.

Jane pointed to his crotch, "Shave off that little bit of peach-fuzz you have down there, baby's don't have any hair on their bodies, and the way you cry all the time, you're just a baby, so those few hairs go!"

"But I'm 14!"

"Couldn't tell it from the way you act, I've never seen anybody cry as much as you do, so until you learn to suck it up some, you are going to look like you act!"

Johnny started to say more, but Jane stuffed a baby's pacifier in his mouth before a word could come out, "Here suck on this since you have no balls, maybe it will take your mind of crying all the time."

Johnny sucked on his pacifier and very reluctantly spread soap on his crotch, then removed the few, hairs there; "From that worthless little sack to!" his sister demanded and he very carefully ran the razor over his privates, hoping not to cut or even nick himself. "Meet me in the kitchen when you're done!" his sister called out as she left the room.

When he came out, Jane, Vicky and Debbie were all sitting at the table and Johnny stood waiting for instructions.

"Your reprieve ended this morning," Jane announced "so are you SO stupid that you can't remember your rules; like NUMBER 5?"

Johnny feverishly grabbed himself and stroked quickly to get an erection, when he succeeded he looked up hoping he'd made it in time.

"Well at least you can get it up today," Jane snickered and the other girls looked at her questioningly, "Last night it was as limp as a noodle; whatever you did yesterday Debbie not only drained him, but wiped out his ability to even get it up."

"I wondered about that," Debbie replied, "After he left, I read some more and it said that it lessens the desire for sex and that some men are impotent for up to 72 hours after being milked. Older men can even be longer…"

"Milked?" Vicky asked.

"Yeah Prostate Gland Milking…I'll show you the book when we get home, it explains it a whole lot better than I can."

Jane looked back to her brother, "I've got a long list of chores for you Johnny, Dad spent the whole afternoon yesterday making up just his; he even prioritized them, your regular chores come first, then you work your way through Mom and Dad's lists, and IF you still have any free time, you come see us and we will find something productive for you to do. The only exception is tomorrow afternoon. Susan and her sisters will be here at 1:00 for the agreed upon lessons for the girls. So I suggest you get started on those lists, it'll take you all summer to get them done."

Johnny looked at the list, and the first item on his Dad's list was to scrape and repaint the garage. Johnny headed out the door and found the ladder and a scraper in the garage and went to work. It was a hot and dirty job scraping loose paint, dust was everywhere and the sun was beating down. By the end of the afternoon, he had only gotten one end scraped when his mother called him to get ready for dinner.

"OH MY!" His mother exclaimed when he came in the house, "Johnny didn't you use any sunblock?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're very red where you don't have a tan! I suspect it will be very uncomfortable."

"I don't hurt anywhere…what are you talking about?"

"Go take your shower, you'll soon discover EXACTLY what I'm talking about young man!"

When Johnny finished his shower and was drying himself, he notice his butt was very hot and when he rubbed it tender also; turning so he could see himself in the mirror, it was bright red; 'Shit sunburned my Ass!"

Johnny dug some lotion out of the medicine cabinet, that said it was for sunburn and gingerly applied it; didn't seem to help much.

When he came in for dinner, his punishment chair was again in place and had already been well lubricated. As Johnny turned to position himself he was stopped by his father. "What the hell happened to your ass boy?"

"Sunburn," Johnny answered with a sigh.

"Looks like it hurts?"

"Does…I'm not sure I can sit at all."

"OK use a regular chair tonight, but consider it a lesson!"

"Yes Sir, thank you sir," a very meek boy replied to his smirking father.

After dinner he was given permission to go lay face down on his bed for the evening and read if he wanted to, he happily complied with the offer.