Date: Wed, 28 May 2014 11:06:20 -0700 (PDT) From: Ken Germane Subject: Krazy Kenee Part 2 Krazy Kenee Part 2 This story is about preteen boys who love to play sex games with each other. Sort of "Jr. Jackass" type games with a sexual orientation. To them girls were just plain ugly and they hardly know what "Gay" means. Don't expect to find any romance story here. If you don't care to read about preadolescence sex games push the back button and go to stories for High Schoolers or something else. If accessing an erotic story causes you to break local law (Community, village, town, city, county, province, site, or country, etc.) please read no further. Hit the back button now. Like all fiction the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, locales, or circumstances is entirely coincidental. Nifty runs a great site and it's entirely free to you. In order to keep it that way how about sending whatever you can afford to the following site http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Day 2 I guess I had better tell you a little about me. My mom and dad were killed when they were in a wreck when I was about 18 months old. My sister Lucy was 10 at the time and my sister Sherri was 8. We were sent to our Mom's parents to live. They were about 50 yrs old. They really had no choice, but to take us although they didn't really like the idea of raising any more kids. Financially we weren't a burden. There was ample insurance, money from the sale of our house and property and a huge insurance settlement took care of that. Granddad traveled on business all the time and Grandma had her own agenda, so she delegated the girls to take care of me. Lucy and Sherri thought I was their doll baby and treated me that way. They bathed me, dressed and undressed me. Took me every where they went and were told to spank me if I was bad. Grandma wanted to see my bare butt every night, until I reached age 11, to make sure the girls disciplined me properly. I loved all the attention my sisters and their friends gave me and soon associated the daily spanking as an act of love on their part. I knew I was the center of attention. They also got tired of changing my clothes whenever I got them dirty and they soon started to let me run around naked when we were at home. This to became normal to me. Again I loved being the center of attention. Grandma didn't care if I was dressed or undressed, so I was naked most of the time. Modesty never became a part of my character. When I started school, of course I was dressed, but I didn't wear underwear. Even in school I found I was the center of attention because when I went to the bathroom I pulled my pants down and all the boys could see my bare butt and my little dickie. In class, if I was wearing shorts both the girls and boys could see up the leg of my shorts and ogle at my package. Seemed like most of the kids inspected me when they had a chance and I also got the nickname of Krazy Kenee. I loved the attention. It was common in P.E. class to have my clothes hidden and be pushed out the door into the hall in the nude. The teachers soon became used to me being an annoyance and ignored any complaints they received. I wasn't the one complaining. Billy, lived next door and happened to be in the same grade as I was, He knew my dress habits because he could see me clearly if I was playing in the back yard. He loved to play with me and we played a lot of capture games, I was always the one being captured. Danny and Davie were also classmates and lived nearby. Billy of course invited them to play with us and for some reason they were never the ones who were captured either. They loved to tie me up and play with my parts. My parts were smaller than most of my classmates but none of us seemed to care. (I saw them in school peeing.) Billy's parents knew of my nudity at home but they didn't object the letting Billy play at my house and, after a while, letting me play at their house too. Danny and Davie's parents knew about me too and let their kids play with me but held back a long while before they were allowed to sleepover. When I was 8 my granddad passed away. I was really sad even though he and I were never close. He was always traveling or when he was home he spent most of his time in his office. He had built an office next to our detached, two car garage. He said "The kids made to much noise for him and he needed someplace quite to work in." It was one large room with a large sink, that he used when gardening, and had a small bathroom containing a toilet and lavatory sink. After he died, I asked for and received permission to use the office as my bedroom. My bedroom at that time was a converted sewing room and was really tiny. The girls were happy to get me out of the house. Besides they were into boys now and didn't need me around to intrude on their boyfriend time. Grandma, who was now 59, was getting having a hard time getting around because of her arthritis, though it was a good idea too. I still had to use the bathtub in the house. My sister Sherri loved giving me a bath and did so until I reached age 11. If Billy stayed over he got to watch. Sometimes she let him scrub me while she watched. She didn't get to bathe him. Once I moved in my new bedroom I got a TV, and a HP computer. I was able to connect to the WiFi that was in installed in my old bedroom so my sisters could have access to the net too. Even though I was naked in front of my sisters almost all my life, I had never seen either one of them naked. Ever. My first sex education came from the internet. I don't count the tortures we did when playing capture games since none of us even knew anything about sex at the time, we just knew it was naughty and we were having fun being naughty. I did know I loved being naked. I loved being tied up. I loved being humiliated. I didn't mind being mildly abused and I loved being spanked but not beaten. I also loved having other boys my age do it to me. ooo000ooo Billy, Davie and Danny all came over to my house about 9:00 in the morning. Billy had to go to the mall to pick up something for his mother and both Danny and Davie were anxious to see me in action out of school. We were going to ride our bikes, It was about l.5 miles each way. We were going to travel on some roads that passed through a subdivision, one road in an apartment complex and about l mile on a 4 lane county road with mostly small stores, gas stations and offices. They decided on my trip to the mall. I would put a string around my waist and attach a dish washing rag on the front and back of my body with safety pins. Underneath I was totally bare. I was allowed to wear sneakers. The rags came down as far as the point where my ass cheeks met my legs. When I pedaled and I was seated the breeze blew the front rag up and if you were looking, my whole package was visible. The same breeze lifted the rear panel and you could see my bare butt sitting on the seat. The boys howled when I gave it a test ride. All three were going to take photos as we went along. Davie was going to be the last in the line and he was going to photo any spectators reactions after they realized what they just saw. Billy was going to race ahead and grab shots as we passed and Danny was going to set the pace in front of me. I wasn't allowed to take my hands off the handle bars the whole trip. It was exciting, My little pecker was stiff the whole time. As we rode Danny made sure we passed any kids as close as we could and as slow as we could ride. At one point two boys who were about 15 or 16 saw us and turned around and caught up at an intersection. They said "Looks like you got a nasty dare. How about letting us take a picture to send to our friends.?" To give them the best shot we could we slid the rags so my package was in view. They both took shots, but they never showed us the results. At the mall, Billy went inside. The three of us stayed at the bike rack. All I got there were some weird glances, but the rags were hiding what would show otherwise. Once Billy finished we started for home. He made one adjustment in our plan. He made me give him the rags and all I had on was the string. This time we got some toots from the drivers and a lot of people looking out their windows as they passed. We passed about 10 or 12 kids at the apartment complex. Danny stopped and I almost hit him. They made me get off my bike and walk the length of the block, pushing my bike the whole distance. There were probably another 6 kids in the crowd by the time we left again. We did the same thing in the subdivision but no one was outside. In the area where Billy and I live there are quite a few woods ranging from a few hundred feet thick to several acres in spots. We stopped in a place where we knew some of the younger kids played. We were right there were two boys and a girl playing in one spot. Their eyes were popping out of there heads when they saw me. Billy asked them "If you are naughty does your mommy or daddy spank you?' One little boy, about 9 years old, "said my mommy spanks and it hurts." The other boy said "No, My parents don't believe in spanking kids, Right sis?" She answered, "We never even saw any one get spanked." "See this naked boy? If you think he is naughty, I'll let you spank him and that will give you a chance to see what a spanking is?' Would you like to do that." Asked Billy. The first boy asked "can I do it too.?" "Sure, since you know about it, you can show those two how it is done.?" "How many many spanks can I give him?" "That's up to you. As many as you think he needs for being bad. How many would you get if your mommy found you outside with all your clothes off?" "I guess about 10 or 12" "Ok since you are not a strong as your mommy you can give him 15 with my belt." The little girl said "Can we do that many too?" Billy answered "Sure." Then he said to me "go over by that tree, and bend over, and grab your ankles." When I did that Danny tied my hands to my ankles with some leather boot laces. Billy said "We did that so he doesn't run away." Then he added. " if any of you want an extra turn, I'll let you do the second round with a switch, but you will have to take your clothes off before you do it." They all shook their heads no. Davie held me as the first boy took his swings. He knew just where all the tender spots were and he didn't miss any. It hurt and I let out a few loud ouches. The girl wanted to go next and she was no where as powerful as the first boy, but I pretended to feel it and howled each time she let me have it. Her brother was a little stronger and he hurt a little. I gave him some strong yelps too. I thought it was all over, but the first boy had gone and picked out a whippy switch, and said "I changed my mind. I want to use this switch and I'll get naked too if you let me do twenty this time." Billy answered "You got a deal. I'll protect your clothes." When he stripped off he handed his clothes to Billy. The little bugger had a hard on and his uncut cock was at least 3.5 inches long, not bad for a nine year old. The twenty he gave me burned. Each swat felt like he cut my ass. He move the hits from the point where my buttocks joined my legs up to the top where my belt would go. When I howled this time, I meant it. By the time he finished there were tears in my eyes. Billy said. "I'll have to sign you up. You did a great job. How come you changed your mind?" "Well I really didn't want to get naked in front of everyone, but when I saw his ass getting red stripes from being spanked, I decided it would be worth it to watch his ass get welts from being hit with a stick. Look you can see every stripe mark! It was worth it." Billy said "If anyone wants to feel his butt go to it because it's time for us to leave." Everyone there had a feel. Then Danny untied me and I finally got a chance to rub my own ass. The kid was right. Even I could feel the welts. We rode back to my house, stopping at Billy's only briefly for him to drop off the package. When we got there I begged anyone to rub some Intensive Care Lotion on my poor ass. David volunteered and was doing a fine job. He got carried away and stuck his finger in my anus. Nobody had ever done that before. I think he saw my puckered hole and just got carried away. I loved it and all I did in protest was moan. He pulled it out, held it up in front of everyone and said "I slipped and stuck my finger in his ass hole and all he did was moan. I think he liked it." I said "I never had a feeling like that before. It felt great." "Well if you like it give Davie's finger a kiss and maybe he will do it again." Billy said. Well, once I did that, I ended up having two more guys poking my butt hole. That led to me kissing two more nasty tasting fingers. We ended the day playing in my backyard. I had another fun day.