Saturday
The three Jones woke up the next morning with very different feelings. Dean woke first and thought he had had a very bad dream about being punished and shaved but he soon realised he was naked in bed and his hands explored his groin and felt the smooth flesh where his pubic hair used to be. It hit him then it hadn't been a dream. He next realised that his bum was still sore from the evening before. As he lay there it all came flooding back and he remembered there was more to come. He remembered his Dad had told him when he got up he had to not get dressed and bring the clothes brush to him. Dean decided to stay in bed to put the moment off for as long as possible but he couldn't help lying there thinking about the day ahead.
Bob also was lying in bed thinking. Vince and his father were coming round today to help get the lesson home. Bob thought about his plan for the punishment, everything Dean and his friends had done to Mikey and Vince was to be dealt with in an appropriate and equivalent way but too a much greater degree. He had started yesterday with the way the boys had been teased about having no pubic hair by shaving Dean and letting him know that he was going to have to stay shaved for at least next term and suffer the teasing of the boys at school. Today he would be dealing with the masturbation and the teasing of the boys for not being able to produce sperm. He also knew he had to do something about Dean's friends, not that he intended to punish them they were of no interest to him but he wanted to ensure he ended Dean's friendship with them. He'd gathered from Mikey yesterday that these were two older boys who Dean had only recently started hanging around with. It sounded as if they were bad news and had been a bad influence on Dean. He was determined that Dean should never want to hang around with them again. So Bob, like his older boy, lay in his bed and thought about the day ahead.
Mikey was the last to wake up. The fact that he had been allowed to stay up later last night than usual and the excitement of the day before meant he slept longer than his brother and father but as soon as he woke up and remembered yesterday he jumped out of his bed and went into his Dad. He jumped onto his bed and landed on him. There was a little mock fighting and then he found himself being cuddled. He felt so safe and happy lying in his Dad's arms but couldn't resist asking whether Dean was up yet.
"No he's not, but its time he was. We've lots to do before Vince and his father get round here for lunch," Bob replied, "Will you go and wake him and tell him to come here and remind him to bring the clothes brush".
"Yes Dad," Mike replied happily, "Sure thing"". He bounced down to his brother's room and threw the door open. His brother looked up at him as he came in. "Dad wants to see you and he said don't forget the clothes brush". Dean couldn't help notice how happy his brother seemed.
"OK I'm coming," Dean said getting out of bed, he was embarrassed to be naked in front of his brother but he knew he would get into more trouble if he kept his Dad waiting. Mike stood there staring enjoying the sight of his brother's shaved groin something he had been allowed to do and was to be allowed to do again and again over the next few months. As his brother passed him he saw his bare bum and noticed it was still quite red and there were clear lines from the edge of the belt. Mike followed his brother down the landing admiring his father's handiwork. He wondered what colour it would be shortly. Both boys entered the room to find their Dad out of bed and with his trousers on.
"Morning Dean," Dad said, "Sleep well did you".
"All right thanks," replied the boy.
"Ready for your morning punishment," asked his father cheerfully.
Dean didn't answer but walked over to him and handed him the brush. Dad sat down and the boy laid himself over his lap. Almost immediately Dean felt the air moving across his bottom and then the splat as the brush hit his left cheek right in the middle. A second later a corresponding spank landed on his right cheek. He felt the pain spreading across his seat the spanks had seemed to reawaken the pain from yesterday. He had no time to think about this as his dad alternated spanks from left to right working down the cheeks until the 13th and 14th hit the top oh his left and right thigh respectively. Dean was nearly in tears but felt relief as his dad stood him up.
The relief was short lived as he said, "Right Dean over the end of the bed for Mikey's 14". He protested but dad reminded him that he had told him they were going to share punishing him and every morning and evening they would each give him a minimum of 14 with the clothes brush. They would also share any extra he had earned. Reluctantly Dean bent over the end of the bed and equally eagerly Mike took the brush from his dad. Remembering a punishment he had got once from his dad he gave Dean 7 whacks on the same spot at the top of his left leg and then 7 at the top of his right. By the end Dean was crying again and wishing he had never bullied his brother. He was surprised how much Mike could hurt him.
Dad told him to stand up and put his hands on his head and asked Mike to go down and collect the briefs from the utility room. While he was gone Dad finished getting dressed leaving his older son with his thoughts. Mike was back in a few minutes with the yellow teddy bear briefs. He had obviously run both ways keen not to miss anything.
"Right Dean," said dad, "These are Mikey's briefs but he has kindly agreed to lend them to you to wear this week. They are the only thing you will be allowed to wear this week except for shoes if you go out. Every night you will wash them in the basin in the bathroom and hang them up to dry for the next day. However at any time he may wish to have them back for a while and you will remain naked until he's ready to lend them to you again. Do you understand?"
"But Dad," Dean whined, "They're too small for Mikey let alone me. Please don't make me wear them".
"OK Dean, Dad agreed, "If you'd rather stay naked for the whole week you can, although I'd have thought you'd have preferred some cover to nothing at all but if you want to show yourself off to everyone who comes here that's up to you".
"No Dad," Dean realised he was making things worse for himself but couldn't stop himself trying again, "Couldn't I just wear a pair of my briefs, that would be embarrassing enough!"
"No Dean its Mikey's or nothing, the choice is yours," Dad said with a grin.
"OK, Mikey's," Dean grunted knowing he was beaten.
"Well you better ask him very nicely or he might not let you now as you were so ungrateful. Oh and don't forget to promise him you will give them to him anytime he asks for them".
"Mikey can I borrow your briefs," said Dean.
"I wouldn't let him," said Dad, "He doesn't sound as if he appreciates how kind you are being offering to lend them to him. He's obviously happy to stay naked".
"No please Mikey, I do appreciate how kind you're being, please lend them to me," Dean realised his Dad was going to make him grovel to his brother to get the briefs but he couldn't face the thought of being naked for a week. It was going to be bad enough wearing those silly briefs but at least they would give him some cover. You never knew who would come round.
"And?" Dad prompted.
"And," Dean wasn't sure what more to say, then he remembered, "And I promise to give them back to you any time you ask me to".
"Immediately he asks," Dad emphasised.
"Yes immediately you ask," Dean agreed.
"You will look after them won't you," said Mike mischievously, "They look so good with the teddies on them"
At that moment Dean could have cheerfully strangled his brother who seemed to be enjoying his humiliation much to much but just had to swallow his anger and agree he would look after them.
Mikey handed him the briefs and he pulled them on. Although Dad had taken the elastic out of the legs and stretched the top it was still a struggle to get them on. As much as he pulled on them he couldn't get them to come more than halfway up his cheeks and although his _c_o_c_k_ was covered they showed most of his newly shaved groin. He also realised that if he got a boner the pants wouldn't be able to contain it. He caught a sight of himself in the full length mirror in his Dad's room. He saw how ridiculous he looked and could only hope that no one came to visit this week. If anyone from school saw him he would never be able to go there again or anywhere else.
The three of them went downstairs and had their breakfast. Saturday mornings the three of them did the household chores but Mike was to get another pleasant surprise. Dad informed them both that for this week Dean would be doing all his and Mikey's chores and all Mikey would have to do was supervise him when Dad wasn't around. So Mike found himself lying on the sofa watching Saturday morning TV while his brother and Dad did the chores. At one stage he felt thirsty so went into the kitchen to get a drink.
"What are you doing," asked Dad?
"Just getting a drink," answered Mike, a little worried that somehow he had done something wrong.
"You have a servant to fetch you stuff or do anything else you want. go back to the sofa and tell him to get you what you want," Dad instructed him. Happily Mike returned to the sofa and called his brother who stopped his polishing and came over having heard what his dad had said.
"Get me a drink of squash Dean," Mike ordered remembering how Dean and the other two had ordered him and Vince around yesterday. He could hardly believe that his older brother was going to do it but Dean just asked him whether he wanted lemon or orange and then went and got it. Mike hugged himself and felt a tingle run through his body and he felt his willy get stiff. He gave it a little rub which gave him another tingle. He didn't think he had ever been so happy and he started to think about what he was going to do for the rest of the week. He smiled at Dean when he brought his drink back and thanked him. As Dean went back to his cleaning Mikey lay there facing the TV but not really watching it lost in his thoughts and enjoying the feelings in his body.
A couple of hours later Mikey heard the front door bell ring. He was about to go and answer it when he heard his Dad say, "Dean will you answer that please".
"But Dad I can't like this," Dean complained, horrified at the thought of someone else seeing him in his babyish briefs.
"Do it now or do you want the belt. Its rude to keep our guests waiting," ordered his father.
Dean knew he had no choice and went and opened the door a bit and found Vincent and his father standing there. He had to open the door wide to let them in. Both of them stared at the nearly naked teenager who's most private parts were barely covered by a tiny yellow bit of cloth with some teddy bears on. Neither could restrain themselves from smiling broadly at the sight in front of them particularly as it was obvious how embarrassed the boy was.
Mike and his dad had followed Dean out to the hall and welcomed their guests. "Why don't you take Vince up to your room, Mikey, while his father and I have a chat and Dean finishes his chores," suggested his dad, a suggestion Mike was happy to go along with, he couldn't wait to fill Vince in on the events since yesterday afternoon. So Mike and Vince went upstairs happily while Bob took Tony into the kitchen, where he gave him a drink, then checked on the lunch while he filled him in on what had happened to Dean so far and what he had planned for him next. Tony was initially very shocked at what Bob was suggesting but he remembered how angry he had been when he had heard what had happened to his son yesterday and decided to go along with it. In fact if he was honest with himself he felt quite excited at the idea of the forthcoming events. Bob checked that he was happy to be involved and have Vince involved as well. Tony made it clear he had no objections and was more than happy for the pair of them to help in teaching Dean a lesson. As soon as Bob was happy that lunch wouldn't spoil and he had refilled their glasses he took Tony through to the lounge where Dean was just finishing the hoovering.
"OK Dean put the Hoover away and then go and call your brother and Vince," Dad told him. As Dean went off Bob got four upright chairs and put them in a square about three foot apart. When Dean came back with the boys he was told to stand in the middle of the chairs while the others sat down.
"Are we sitting comfortably," Dad asked with a smile, "Then I think we can begin. Vince first I would like to apologise to you for what you suffered yesterday. I never knew I had raised a bully and I am very ashamed but I assure you that I think by the end of his punishment week he will never ever bully you or anyone else again. You are welcome to come here at anytime but if you want to come and stay during this week and help Mike to keep this bully in order, I would be delighted if you did. I know Mike would be happy as well". Mike nodded his head in agreement. "Now before we start with Dean apologising to you and your father, I have a feeling that Mike wants his briefs back, isn't that so Mikey?"
"What er oh yes dad," Mike replied catching on quickly to his dad's intentions, "Could I have my briefs back please Dean? I need them for a while".
Dean just stood there, he couldn't believe he was meant to strip in front of Vince and his dad. "No please dad," he begged feeling tears filling his eyes. He had steeled himself to being seen in these silly briefs but to be naked was too much.
"Mikey if I have to take them off him, you are not to lend them to him again and he will stay naked for the week," threatened his dad, "Because he will have broken his promise to return them to you whenever you asked".
"all right Dad," Mikey replied.
Dean saw his dad standing up and realised he was going to lose the briefs anyway but if he didn't take them off himself he wasn't going to get them back all week and bad as they were it would be worst to have no cover at all. Still it required a great effort on his part to pull them down and off and take them over to Mike. As he did so he was aware of his dad sitting down again. It didn't take long to deliver the briefs as they were all sitting so close to him. In fact they could all lean forward and touch him if they wanted to.
"Right Dean go and stand in front of Vince hands by your sides," Dad ordered. Dean shuffled over to him and had to fight the urge to cover his privates. "Now tell him how sorry you are".
"I'm really sorry we were rotten to you Vince," Dean mumbled.
"Tell him why you did it," prompted dad.
Dean knew what his dad wanted him to say, "Because I'm a bully".
"And tell him how you deserve to be punished and ask him to help in your punishment," said dad.
"I deserve to be punished severely for it and please help in my punishment," the humiliated boy had to add.
"Vince if you look carefully you will notice that Dean has no hair around his willy and balls and when he lifts his arms up, which he will do now, you will see he has no hair there either. While that is perfectly normal for boys of yours and Mikey's age it is not for a boy of fourteen. The reason he has none is because Mikey shaved if off yesterday evening and he is going to keep it shaved for as long as he wants but at least until the end of next term. Before Mike decides to let him grow it back he will discuss it with you and it will only be when both of you agree that Dean has learnt his lesson will we allow him to. Until then you may check Dean at anytime to make sure he is kept smooth and if you like you can help Mike do the shaving sometimes. I don't think he will ever tease you two about having no hair again down there in fact you will probably have some there before he does again". While Bob had been talking Dean had lifted his arms up to show his smooth armpits. "Why don't you feel how smooth he is," suggested dad to Vince.
Vince a little hesitantly did as he had suggested rubbing his hands over the boy's armpits and then on the smooth skin above the boy's _c_o_c_k_. Dean flinched as he felt the boy's touch him as if he was hurting but knew it would only make it worse if he tried to stop him. "Feel how smooth his willy and balls as well," Bob encouraged, "They won't bite". The boy had a good feel and soon was obviously more relaxed about touching the older boy's private parts. By now Dean was almost crying with humiliation having to stand there allowing a kid to handle his most private and treasured parts. When Bob decided he had had enough he ordered him to go to Tony, Vince's dad to apologise to him for assaulting his son and ask him to help in the punishment.
Very reluctantly Dean went over to him and stuttered out the required words with prompting from his dad. He had to explain his bald state to the man and invite him to feel his smooth skin.
"Did you do his bum hole as well," asked Tony as he felt the boy as requested.
"No I never thought of that but you're right all hair should go. Does he have any there. Bend over Dean and show Mr Lake your bum hole, I hope you've got it nice and clean," said Bob.
Dean couldn't believe his Dad was doing this to him. He hadn't thought he could get more embarrassed but found he was. He began to realise quite how angry his father was. He turned and bent over.
"Pull those cheeks apart Mr Lake won't be able to see properly," snapped Bob. "Any hair there," he asked Tony.
Tony wasn't sure what to say. There weren't really any there but he wanted to see the boy get shaved. "Well I'm not sure, its a bit hard to say. Perhaps we should shave him just in case," he suggested hopefully.
"Good idea, then Vince can see what to do," Bob agreed, "Mikey go and get the clippers and shaver and don't forget the after shave. OK Dean get across my knee". Dean went across and climbed across his dad's knee. "Right Vince will you come here and pull his cheeks apart," Bob asked. Vince was happy to help and came to the man and his son and put his hands on the teenager's cheeks that still had a rosy glow from the morning's brushing and the marks from last night's belting. Mr Jones got him to pull the cheeks apart hard so the hole was fully stretched and exposed. Tony came across to join them so he too could get a good view. Dean squirmed with shame as he felt three pairs of eyes boring into his most secret part. Mikey arrived with the clippers and shaver and although Bob could see that there wasn't anything to shave took the clippers and ran them up and down the hole and surrounding area. Next he turned the shaver on and allowed it to run over the skin and pushed it hard against the hole. The boy wriggled and Vince lost his grip and the cheeks shut around the shaver. Bob gave the boy a hard slap on each cheek telling him off for moving and then got Vince to grab one cheek with both hands and Mikey to do the same with the other and get them to pull hard. They both dug their fingers into the tender cheeks and pulled. Dean complained but lay there. Bob worked the shaver some more and then while the boys continued to pull the cheeks apart took a large handful of the after shave and slapped it on to the tenderised skin. Dean yelled as he felt the liquid burn his hole and surrounding area and reached back to try and soothe the pain but his father grabbed his arms and held him allowing the lotion to soak in and give the boy the full effect.
"Right now we are going to spank this nasty bully," Dad announced, "And as he is over my lap I might as well start. Would you like to take your seats". the others went back to their seats as dad started slapping Dean's reddened cheeks. He realised that Mike and Vince would probably not be able to hurt too much just using their hands but reckoned if he and Tony got him really tender they would be able to do enough to make an impression. So with these thoughts he made sure that he had the boy really crying before he ordered him to go to Mr Lake. Mr Lake was more than happy to add to the fire in the boy's backside, swinging his arm hard and fast to let the hand crash into the sore cheeks. He noticed that the boy's cheeks were pleasantly plump, without being fat, and sunk in as he struck them. He had to admit he enjoyed the boy's cries and was reluctant to stop but eventually felt that he should, he didn't want to abuse his position as guest.
Next Dean was sent to Mikey's. It was hard for him to balance over the much smaller boy's knees and while the spanking was less forceful the shame was increased tenfold. Dean couldn't believe that here he was a proud fourteen year old bawling his heart out across the knees of his young brother. He had always considered Mike rather a baby and couldn't come to terms with the change in their relationship. He wasn't sure if it was worse when he had to go to Vincent but he knew it was no less humiliating. Vince on the other hand couldn't believe his luck at having this teenager over his knee and being allowed to spank him. Vince had always been in awe of Dean who had seemed so grown up whenever he had come round to play with Mike. Both dads couldn't resist smiling at the incongruous sight of the big boy hardly fitting the small laps of their sons. Eventually everyone was done with Dean's backside and he found himself standing in the middle of them all with tears running down his cheeks and his hands by his side forbidden to touch his other cheeks which was the thing he wanted to do more than anything else except to get out of there.
His thoughts were interrupted by his father. "Now yesterday Dean, I believed you had a lot to say about the size of Mike and Vince's penises and their inability to produce sperm. Well that is quite normal for 11 year olds but I assume you must have something very special as you chose to mock them for being normal. So I want you to show us all your erect penis so we can see this amazing thing".
Dean once again couldn't believe what his Dad was saying, he couldn't seriously be suggesting that he play with his _d_i_c_k_ in front of them all. Although Dean had been wanking for a couple of years and loved the feeling it gave him, he had always been very careful not to do it when there was any chance of being caught by his dad or brother. As far as possible he had hidden the fact he got erections from people wearing as baggy clothes as he could. For several years he had also avoided being naked around people wearing a towel until the last minute when getting showered at school and always undressing in the bathroom at home. He had perfected the art of changing so he exposed as little of his body when he had to share changing facilities. Now not only had his body been exposed to his father and brother last night and today and Mr Lake and his son today his dad was telling him he had to show them his erection. Even worse he was going to have to play with it to make it erect.
Dean's tears increased as he begged his father to spare him this shame offering to take further punishment to his backside in exchange. His father rejected his pleas reminding him that he hadn't listened to the boys' begging yesterday and that he would be getting more punishment to his backside if he didn't get on with it but would still have to show them his erection afterwards.
Somehow Dean managed to make himself get hold of his _d_i_c_k_ and start rubbing it. He wasn't sure he could get erect in this situation but he knew he had to show his dad he was trying. He hoped he wouldn't and his dad would let him off but he was to be betrayed. This time it was his own body that let him down and the fourteen year old hormones that seemed able to cause erections at any time kicked in and soon much to his shame and horror he found his _d_i_c_k_ standing up straight and proud to its full five and a half inches.
While Bob certainly thought that his son had nothing to be ashamed of in the size of his _c_o_c_k_ he wasn't about to let him know that. Later when his week of punishment had finished would be quite soon enough to reassure him that he had a fine one developing for now shame and pain were the required ingredients. "Well I can't see anything there to be so proud of, can you Tony," he asked Vince's father.
"Not at all," played along Tony, "I'd imagine both boys will be bigger than that when they are fourteen. A very ordinary specimen".
"It must be its ability to make sperm he's so proud off," suggested Bob, "We must let him show it off to us, I bet it shoots loads and loads".
"Yes that must be it," agreed Tony.
"Right Dean you can show us how well your penis performs in a minute but I don't want you enjoying this too much you are being punished. Vince do you know how to do a Chinese burn," he asked his other son.
"Yes dad, Dean showed me, you put your hands round the other person's arm and twist your hands in opposite directions. It makes you feel you've got a burn on your arm. It really hurts," Vince said with feeling. Dean had often given him them.
"That's right Vince but you can give them to any part of the body that you can get your hands round. It doesn't have to be the arm."
As Bob spoke both his sons got his drift at about the same time. While Vince felt another tingle of excitement go through his body, Dean's hand stopped stroking and it and its partner moved to cover his _c_o_c_k_ in an act of unconscious protection.
"Come here Dean," Bob ordered. He knew his son would not be able to stand and let his brother hurt him in this way without being held. Dean still holding his _d_i_c_k_ in both hands moved without thinking to his father. "Come here Mike," Bob said as he removed the older boy's hands and held him firmly, "I want you to give his penis a Chinese burn". Dean turned his tear filled eyes to his father pleading silently to be spared this but saw no hope there. Mike came across and grasping his brother's _c_o_c_k_ at the base with his right hand, found he could only get half his left hand on the rest of it but this was more than enough to get a firm grip. He squeezed and twisted as he had seen and felt his brother do many times before but this time it was on a much more sensitive part of the body than an arm. Also this time it was his brother who was screaming in pain not him. He released it at the cry and looked at his dad. "Well done, son," he was complimented, "Now your turn, Vince". Vince took Mike's place and as his hands were smaller he could get more of both hands on and the place where the burn took place was further down Dean's stem. The scream was as loud but Vince was expecting it and so held on longer than Mike. He only released him when Bob complimented him. "OK your turn Tony. I think you should get it fully hard again first before you do it though". Not surprisingly Dean had softened somewhat from this assault. Tony came and stroked the boy back to full erection which despite the pain Dean felt having his sore _c_o_c_k_ grasped didn't take long. Tony just put his right finger and thumb round the base and as much of the left hand that would fit so the burn took place even lower down the shaft. For a third time a scream was wrenched from Dean.
"Right that should take the pleasure out of the act," announced dad unnecessarily letting go of his older son, "Now get on with it and don't take all day. We can't wait for this amazing sight I'm sure we are going to see".
Dean took hold of his _d_i_c_k_ as gently as he could and started to rub it up and down. Even though he tried to hold it loosely every movement caused him pain but he knew he had to get on with it. He couldn't imagine what but he knew his father would find something even worse if he didn't obey. Again his hormones took over and after a few minutes he felt the usual feeling in his balls and shortly a reasonable amount of spunk shot out over his hand and the carpet. Again the adults discussed it and told him they weren't impressed. This certainly wasn't true of Mike and Vince who sat there with open mouths as this was what they had heard other boys talk about but never seen.
"Well I suppose it must be the amount of times you can do that, that is amazing," his dad said, "Well we'll see that in a minute but first you better clear up your mess". Dean started to go to the kitchen but was stopped by his father. "Where do you think you are going," he asked.
"To the kitchen to get a cloth," he answered.
"No you've got a tongue use that. There isn't much any way," Dad taunted him.
Dean had never eaten his own cum he had always used tissues or a cloth to clean up after his wanks but he had been so cowed by his experience that he just forced himself to lick his hand and get on his knees and lick up the spots on the carpet. He realised from what his dad had said he was going to have to do it again soon and knew it would be harder to reach a climax and that therefor the pain was going to be greater. What he didn't realise was that Dad had a further twist to this part of his punishment.
"Come and sit on my lap, Dean," he was ordered, "And put your hands behind your back". Again Dean as he was told and was surprised to find his hands tied behind his back with a cord Dad produced. He wondered how he was supposed to cum without using his hands. No sooner had the question come into his head he heard the answer. "Come here Mike, I want you to help your brother show us how he can cum lots of times".
"No dad you can't, its wrong dad to let someone else do it," Dean begged once more his compliance broken by what he considered something so wrong.
"Did you say this yesterday," his dad countered.
Dean knew he was beaten again. He and his friends had done it and now he was going to have to let his brother do it. Well hardly let, tied and held on his father's knee there was nothing he could do about it. Bob linked his legs around Dean's and spread them wide while slipping his arms under his armpits and grasped him round the chest. The boy was hardly able to move a muscle and could not prevent his brother having access to his _d_i_c_k_. Mike came across and started rubbing his brother's softened willy. His only experience was yesterday when it was forcefully done to him so he was not gentle. He also went off at a great speed. Soon his brother was hard but took longer to cum than last time and has the boy was gripping much more firmly the pain was much fiercer as well. Eventually Dean felt himself getting ready to cum but with the first shot of spunk Mike stopped rubbing and pulled his hand away. A second amount dribbled out without help but that was it. Dean felt cheated, he hadn't even got the pleasure of a proper cum. It was like the time he'd heard Dad on the stairs when he was doing it in his bedroom and had to stop just as he was cumming and jumped into bed.
While this was happening Dean hadn't noticed Vince come across and stand the other side of Bob. The first he knew of it was when his father said, "Your turn Vince, don't let him get soft".
Immediately Dean felt his _d_i_c_k_ grabbed again firmly and the rubbing started again. He guessed he should have realised that Vince was going to have his turn but he wondered if he would be able to cum again. Although his record was eight times in one day when he had been left at home while Dad and Mike had gone out that had been over eight hours and he had not had a sore _d_i_c_k_ to start with although it had been a bit tender by the end of the day. Also he had been fantasising about _s_e_x_. He couldn't think now about anything but the pain and the shame. Vince was as inexperienced as Mike in these matters and so didn't realise how rough he was being on his friend's brother's tool. Bob reckoned as he watched the boy that he had certainly achieved his desire of making sure his son got no pleasure from this punishment. As he was waiting for the next orgasm he told Mike to hold his hand with the sperm on it to Dean's mouth so he could clean it up. For the second time in his life Dean found himself eating his own cum. Although the taste wasn't bad the thought of what he was doing made him feel rather nauseous again.
After a much longer time Dean reached his third orgasm but hardly had time to hope it was over before he felt his father's hand take the place of Vincent's. Again he tried pleading that he couldn't take any more but Bob took no notice. He of course was well aware of the pain Dean was feeling but as that was his intention he did nothing to lessen it. In fact if anything he increased it by pulling the boy's foreskin right back off the head. While he rubbed up and down the boy's shaft with one hand he used the other to rub the sensitive newly exposed head. Dean now felt pain in every part of his _d_i_c_k_. After 15 minutes of this Bob relented enough to allow the boy to reach his fourth orgasm and although he continued rubbing hardly anything came out. He had intended to let Tony have a go as well but decided that the boy had had enough of this particular punishment. So he gathered the little bit of cum on his finger and gave it to the boy to eat.
Dean was then untied and stood up. Bob told him if he wanted to borrow the briefs again he could ask his brother nicely and he thought he might let him. Dean did enough grovelling to satisfy his Dad and Mike and pulled the briefs up. It was then that Dad hit him with the next part of the punishment. He told him as he was so proud of his penis and balls he was to hook the front of the briefs under his testicles and keep them on display. He was also to keep his penis erect at all times. If he went soft he would get the brush. He was also told that any of them might tell him to show them how good he was at making spunk. If he didn't manage to, within 3 minutes of the command, he would be given the strap. If he came with out permission he would be given the brush.
He was given 3 minutes to get hard with the threat of the brush if he failed. He just made it and they all went into the kitchen to have lunch. Dean found he was not allowed to sit but had to wait on the others and stand to eat so they could all keep an eye on whether he kept his erection. Dean found he was having to rub every few minutes to keep hard as his _c_o_c_k_ just seemed to want to shrivel up after all its exertions. He forgot at one stage which was noticed by Vince who was allowed to administer the brush. Again he was given 3 minutes to get hard after the spanking. After the meal he had to do the washing up which took ages as he had to stop every few minutes to make sure he kept hard. Then Bob told him to cum and he failed, so he got the strap. After that he stopped more often trying to keep right on the edge. This was what Bob intended and Dean was not commanded to cum again for a couple of hours. He spent the time in the lounge with the others just standing there playing with himself while the adults watched the sport on TV and Vince and Mike played board games. Before Vince and Tony went home it was agreed that Vince would come over on Monday and stay for the week. They also both commanded Dean to cum once each. He managed the first time within the 3 minutes but the second time he failed and once more got strapped this time by Tony who if anything hit harder than his own dad.
When they had gone Bob told Dean he could put his _c_o_c_k_ and balls away. Dean had never felt so relieved in his life. He had been playing with it or having it played with for nearly 5 hours and had feared that he was going to have to go on until he went to bed. His _c_o_c_k_ was so tender and his balls ached from the cumming and being on the edge of cumming for so long he didn't think he would ever want to play with it again. He shuddered though when Dad made clear that Mike could insist on playing with it or make him repeat the last few hours anytime he liked over the next week. The rest of the day went through without incident and the only further punishment Dean received was 14 strokes from each of them with the brush before he got into bed which was much earlier than usual as they were all exhausted after their day. Dean fell asleep thinking that at least nothing could be as bad as today. Only time would tell if he was right.