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 Sexton (March 2020)

   For those who don't know this is what I call Biology Fiction pure
Biology Fiction and nothing but Biology Fiction!

   NO boys were hurt in the writing of this little tale!

   PLEASE Do not try to copy any of this fiction with a real person as it
is written for characters boys from the digital world!!!

   Remember fiction is fiction and as this is fiction (Biology Fiction)
anything is possible in this tale; so the size of a boy's cock or his balls
having dropped due to his age might not be plausible nor their ability to
do anything described in this fictitious story as it is FICTION!

   HAPPY READING

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for!

   Started 26/03/2020

   Hi may name is Sexton, I am twelve years of age and a bit of a looker,
slender and slim, long shoulder length blond hair, so I've heard say I look
girly having my hair this long but I like it!  And I don't care if I look
girly at all!

   According to my mom I take after my absent father regarding what I have
been blessed with between my long slender smooth legs because at twelve I
have an impressive five and a half inch uncut cock and two juice plumb size
low hanging balls!  And like any other twelve year old I love my cock and
balls, but not like any other boy you might know, and so it appears does
every other female on the planet within spitting distance and beyond!

   At this moment in time I am with Aunty Jane, on a small raised stage
with an invited audience of about nine or ten; eight to ten year old girls.

   It would be fair to say I cannot see them properly due to the bright
lights that are beaming down on me, but they as sure as hell can see me!

   What can they see?  Well for a start I am now naked, When I arrived on
stage I was wearing shorts, tee shirt and flip flops; after being
introduced to the small audience I stood legs slightly apart and I
voluntarily raised my arms so Aunty Jean could take off my top; she then
stood behind me and eased my shorts down, over my hips and down my thighs
and let them drop to the floor; at which point I kicked them to one side.

   I stood there in my tighty whities facing the small audience, while
Aunty Jane mentioned to the watching girls, "As they can clearly see by the
outline in my tighty whities I am erect already because I like this part;
this part being, undressed infront of little pre-pubescent girls; she also
told the girls to look me over from top to bottom as I have a nice body and
have proper superb boy legs, which she will talk about more later on.

   She then manhandles me to turn around so they can see my tighty whities
clad bum; and again tells them that wearing tighty whities like this show
off my perfect sexy little bum; and then running her hand down the backs of
my thighs she says and as you can see in my opinion his legs look even
better from behind!

   Then turning me to face the audience again she says "Now for the bit you
have been waiting for and the part he likes best "Being exposed to a group
of pre pube girls as he like to put it!"

   The fingers in the waistband of my tighty whities indicates the moment
before the big reveal, slowly and steadily she pulls my tighty whities
down, they always without fail catch my hard cock and pulls that down till
it pasts the horizontal position and is naturally released and bounced back
and slaps my abdomen; and again without fail there is an air of excitement
from the girls when that happens and I am on full show to the girls; again
when my tighty whities are around my ankles I flick them off towards the
audience for one of the lucky girls to catch.

   Now I have been revealed it can be seen that all I am wearing now is the
heavy rubber donut around my balls to help them hang down and keep the
visible.  This is confirmed by Aunty Jane as she tells the audience that
"This rubber ring around his balls is to keep his balls down and keep them
available, and also in my opinion make them look nice!"

   I stand there with my arms raised, my fingers are now interlocked behind
my head, my legs apart enough so my balls hang between my legs so the girls
can see better; while I stand there Aunty Jane addresses the girls "Come on
up onto the stage girls, have a closer look, look at him all over and touch
him anywhere you like, touches, caresses and fondling only mind you!  I
highly recommend you all have a feel of his upper inner thighs, as they are
so soft, smooth and silky to touch, also your hands touching him here
drives him nutty, and will bring his cock back up to full hardness as and
when it goes soft on us.

   As she finished I see the first of the girls come up onto the stage
trailing behind her the others, all smiling as they approached, soon her
hands were exploring my legs and then my balls, and before long two or
three of them were walking around me looking me over while taking it in
turns to fondle my cock and balls and even much to my delight caress and
stroke my bum; then I spotted her, my heart raced and my cock twitched the
girl holding my tighty whities was approaching me smiling, she was a
beautiful nine year old slender African girl by the name of Martha, she
lived in the house that backed onto mine.

   Why did she have this effect on me?  Because from past experience; so
far, all the African, black girls I've had the pleasure of meeting at
events like this were mean little fuckers in these situations.

   Martha being no different as we have had the pleasure of meeting at one
of these events before that left a lasting but conflicting impression in my
mind of her, one to be feared of and loved.

   And this time she had the trophy in her hand, the key to unlock endless
possibilities on a day of her choosing; yes she was holding my tighty
whities dangling them infront of me and smiling that sly wicked grin, to
show me, to scare me perhaps?  To taunt me, and above all excite me.

   She like the other, looked, touched, groped and fondled me, which was
all very exciting for me as her touch was gentle, she fondled, caressed and
seemingly examined my balls for the longest time, as if sizing them up for
a plan she had in her pretty little head perhaps for day of choosing?

   I stood there heart racing my cock hard till she finished molesting me
and the last little girl came along and spent some time looking me over and
feeling me up.  Saying to no one in particular "Sadly I missed the last one
of these when it was all about his sexy bum; I heard it was awesome!  And
over ran its time!  I hope there is another one scheduled soon and I get an
invite!"

   While this little girl examined me Aunty Jane brings over the modified
heavy wooden `Carver Dinning Chair' and places it facing the now re-sitting
audience.

   Once she is happy she walks over to me takes hold of one of my arms and
guides me over to the chair where I take a seat, automatically placing my
arms on the arm rests.  And I scoot forward on the seat to get in the right
position.

   Then with a helping hand from Aunty Jane each leg is hooked over my
wrists, raising my bum off the seat; then where my leg meets my wrist which
is at my knee; at this overlapping point my knee and wrist is bound to the
chair arm so my legs are spread open wide.

   The chairs back is reclined a little (I mentioned it was modified) then
I am bound to the chairs back above my chest so my nipples are still
available and on show' now I am totally immobile, and the star of todays
little show is there for all to see.

   Aunty Jane moves out of the way so the little audience can see me
properly displayed all hard and ready for what they were invited to come
and watch!

   Standing to one side Aunty Jane addressed the girls saying "Ok girls can
you all see Sexton properly?"

   A chorus of "Yes!" Came back.

   Telling the excite girls "As some of you know Sexton is twelve years of
age, a very rare kind of boy, he loves showing himself off!  And has been
doing it for the past four years; originally it was to women but we
discovered that it was little pre-pube school girls like all of you he
liked showing himself off to the most!"

   Turning to me and pointing at my hard cock to emphasise the point!  And
saying "As you can see he still does by how hard his cock is!

   Anyway we started to allow little girls to come and watch him being
stripped naked like he was for you earlier, and today he still enjoys that
part a great deal; so after being stripped naked he was then played with in
a less intense manner than we are going to do in a short while, but before
any play took place we had him stand around for them to look at and touch
just like you enjoyed doing just now.

   But just standing around naked for them to look at him we felt was a
little tame and boring, so over time we devised and developed an exciting
little program that incorporated other things we do together to make it fun
for girls to want to come look at him and eventually touch him; and
hopefully all of you will like today's little program enough to keep you
interested in sitting down there watching till the end when you get the
chance to come up and touch him where you like!"

   So girls "I am ready Sexton is ready are you girls ready?"

   Another chorus of "Yes!" from ten excited girls rang out.

   Aunty Jane unclipped the riding crop from the back of the chair held it
aloft for the girls to see and said "Today is for beginners!  So from start
to finish I will be whipping his balls with this!  I have to say this
little thing is one of my favourite things to use to whip his balls with,
as it can be very painful, but do no damage, meaning it can be used for a
long, long time!"

   Then she placed the flat leather `flapper' on my balls; there was utter
silence as always as the girls watched Aunty Jane raise the crop and bring
it down onto my balls, the sound of the leather flapper hitting my balls
made one or two girls gasp and I heard at least one little voice say "That
is so wicked!"

   Yes I agreed it was wicked, but I loved it, this was one of, if not the
best little shows we put on for little girls; I was on full show and my
balls were being expertly whipped with a riding crop, I like the riding
crop because Aunty Jane seems to be an expert when using it on my balls and
can go on seemingly for hours, from gentle whips through to full on proper
painful hard whips towards the end that not only hurt my balls, but gives
me that ache deep inside my lower belly that Aunty Jane is aiming for!

   For me the longer it takes to get to that stage the better as the girls
get to watch me suffer for longer, and when that ache starts spreading from
my balls up into my lower belly it signals my balls have been properly
whipped or beaten; whereas other heavier implement she uses just as
expertly the session doesn't last as long before that ache in my lower
belly comes around far too soon, which is a bit of a bummer for me as I say
I do like to be on show for as long as possible and love to suffer for the
watching admiring little darling girls.

   As always the first session is fifteen minutes, nonstop mild strokes to
warm my balls up and to get the girls attention.  Followed by a short rest
to let my balls relax, recover a little and have some essential oil
massaged onto them to stop the skin drying out and cracking.

   This is followed by ten minutes of medium strikes to make them sting and
produce a few grunts from me as they start to hurt nicely.

   Aunty Jane always explains to the girls when we do one of these events
that it is important not to rush, let him feel each stroke and cover the
whole area of his balls with strokes to redden them and more importantly
hurt them, no matter what implement you are using these same rules apply
for a good overall ball beating.

   When the first ten minutes of medium strokes are done more essential oil
is applied as the skin dries out pretty quickly, I am then fitted with a
gag an open mouth gag, this indicates to me that the next twenty minutes of
whipping is going to get harsher, which it does, it always stings like
hell, bringing tears to my eyes, but makes my cock feel so good, and me
feel so good knowing just feet away some pre pube girls are sitting there
watching me have my precious balls whipped for them.

   By the end of the twenty minutes my balls are red and sore, we are on
course for a nice long session as my balls are covered in oil again and
allowed to rest.

   Aunty Jane invites the girls to come up onto the stage to have a closer
look as she will be blocking their view as she stands directly infront of
me between my wide open legs.

   I hear them come on stage as they get closer and stand around me I hear
them whispering to each other "How red my balls look and how hard my cock
is still"

   Aunty Jane picks up on the comment about how hard my cock is by
explaining to the gathered girls that "Sexton is what is called a Sadist
and an exhibitionist!  This means as I have mentioned before he likes to
show himself off and be watched by little girls in a sexual situation like
this!

   The Sadist part I mentioned means he likes pain when involved in sex;
whipping his balls like this is a sexual act and believe me girls when I
say it is very painful, it makes his cock go hard; so being on show and
watched having something this painful done to his balls in a sexual way
like this is a dream come true for him!"

   I heard one comment "We are so lucky then to be here to watch!"

   Aunty Jane acknowledged her comment with "Yes dear you are very lucky!"

   Now my little rest was over, the girls were going to watch close at hand
Aunty Jane whip my balls; now Aunty Jane could stand back and use a proper
swing so the flapper of the crop hit my balls with the desired amount of
force to sting and redden my balls for the little darling girls delight;
this little session normally lasted for anything from a minimum of thirty
minutes to forty five minutes, I can honestly say the addition of the gag
was always a good choice as Aunty Jane did like to make me scream
throughout this session; when i did have my eyes open and see their smiling
grinning faces as I had my balls whipped for them, for me it added another
level of pleasure knowing every single one of them was enjoying watching
me.

   By the end of this session it was expected that my balls would be
swollen up from the amount of hits they had received and they had as Aunty
Jane pointed out to the girls when she stopped and dribbled some essential
oil onto them saying "Girls!  As you can see his balls are almost twice the
size as they were before I started whipping them, and no doubt are stinging
and a little sore and tender, just how they should be at his stage!"

   This was the stage before the real business of whipping my balls
started, they had been warmed up, made to sting and now were tender and
sore, this final stage is what everyone is here for; the girls were here to
witness a boy have his balls whipped till they were swollen at least twice
their normal size, and more importantly he was to have an ache in his lower
belly to indicate his balls had been whipped or beaten sufficiently enough!
Aunty Jane was here to administer the whipping, something she thoroughly
enjoyed doing and today was no exception!

   And of course I was here, to be shown off, put on display in front of a
bunch of pre pube school girls so they can feel me up, fondle and caress me
unhindered before they get to watch me have my balls whipped till Aunty
Jane thinks I have a ache in my lower belly strong and painful enough to
warrant her to stop, then afterwards the girls will get another up and
close feel and touch session of my swollen balls, before giving me my
reward of a nice warm fresh drink directly into my mouth from their smooth
little pussy's.

   The final session starts, the first few sting due to the amout of oil on
my balls but as it is dispersed with harder and harder hits the flapper
starts to hurt as Aunty Jane puts a lot of effort into it now making sure
there is enough force behind each stroke to squish my balls upon impact and
start the aching process.

   Today felt like and was an ultra long final session, over an hour long
and way past when the ache started, these ten little girls were treated to
a proper long ball whipping, tears were streaming from my eye and snot
running from my nose as the onslaught continued with the crop onto my
tender twelve year old balls till finally Aunty Jane stopped looked at the
watching girls and said "There you go girls, that was most pleasurable!"

   She dribbled some oil onto my swollen battered balls and said "As a
treat girls before you give him his treat perhaps you would all like to rub
that oil in for him and further explore his balls and bits!"

   Wow before I knew it rough handling of my battered balls began as the
oil was massaged in and as you can guess the one girl who made me open my
eyes in surprise and pain was good old Martha, she never disappoints, rub
it in wasn't good enough for her it was try and squeeze the oil into my
balls while smiling at my surprised open eyes - see I told you she was
mean!

   Now it was time for my reward, I was going to come face to face with ten
bald sweet little pussy's as part of the condition of them watching me
(have my balls whipped on this occasion) All ten would strip down to their
skimpy little regulation panties we provide so I get to see as much as
their crutch as possible without actually seeing their fanny's, then Aunty
Jane will blindfold me, another exciting development before affixing the
female urinal extension into my open mouth gag.

   A now fully naked random girl will be invited up and helped by Aunty
Jane to straddle my face, while the next girl in line stands between my
legs with the crop Aunty Jane just used in her hand ready; as the girl
starts to relieve herself the other girl is free to whip my balls as hard
as she wished for the duration of the girl relieving herself into my mouth
and occasionally over my face; letting the girl whip my balls at the end
when I already have that ache in my lowere belly is being a little mean to
me, but so fucking exciting for them; you might be surprised just how hard
some of them can swing that crop!  I think I am right in thinking that the
girl who was hell bent on trying to whip by balls across the stage was
Martha; I hope it was!!!!!

   Finally they finished and dressed, I was un-blindfolded, released from
the chair and able to stand up for them to look at me once more.  Before
they went, I ofcourse thanked them for coming and hoped they enjoyed the
experience.

   As expected Martha hung back as she still had my tighty whites, which
she was allowed to hang onto until she wanted to trade them in, in exchange
for her prize.

   She was very polite and thanked us both for the invite, she said she
had, had another wicked time and was chuffed to have caught my tighty
whites, surprising us both by saying as she looked at me" We never make
your cock go soft "Such a shame as I would have liked to have stroked your
thighs till it went hard again!"

   Aunty Jane smiled at her and said "You like his legs then dear?"

   Martha nodded and said "They are sexy!"

   Making me love her all the more!

   Do you want to read what Martha did when she exchanged her trophy for a
day of possibilities alone with me and Aunty Jane?

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