User: Calaban

I don't know if girls should be required to embrace female modesty and be required to wear clothes in front of naked boys and men, but that was the social Norm in much of the situations I was in growing up where we were scolded or lectured on carving ourselves or being on cooperative with efforts to clean our bodies examine our $%!@es and testicles for parasites heat boils rash discoloration or signs of dried seminal fluids on the genitals or on the underwear during summer and all through puberty when girls moms would get very cross with boys found screwing around naked, trying to see who could ejaculate first, admonishing a self-abuse, that was not for boys to do, because we would become husbands one day, and would show defiance and disrespect to our wives, sisters, and their moms, to find out we were not coming to them for assistance and guidance in the release of our sperm, which was the woman's exclusive domain, and monitoring our reproductive health and function, that she was responsible for maintaining, that was her exclusive entitlement to receive, or dispose of, in accordance with her wishes. My mom was more liberal than this, being of the feminist equality between the genders and respect for their modesty, was far more protective of my rights to privacy, which only she seemed to feel I was entitled to, since herb three brothers, 1 younger, two older, were not entitled to have with her not being able to respect their privacy when she was required take charge of Thier clothes for washing, thier naked bodies for that purpose, and check for problems in development and reproductive function.This attitude was not shared amongst her immediate family, or amongst my relatives on my dad's side of the family, including my stepmother, who were made responsible for their brothers and male cousins hygiene and developmental health and taught from the young age not to be hesitant or uncomfortable examining their brothers genitals and rectal areas for monitoring health and sexual development and providing occasional release in a structured No nonsense fashion not allowing for any new door pervasive attitude of comments from the older brothers while opening urethra's computer inside the $%!@ examine testicular and prostate function and health, and not to allow boys too be embarrassed about a girl thier age or younger, facilitating ejaculation for him too monitor fertility and maturity, since they all knew of these natural biological drives of livestock being bred for improvement of beef to hoof and verility in male sex drive for better chances of conception. Our elders made it sound so clinical, strait forward, with only the occasional quip and tease about myself and other naked boys having nice equipment and how we will make fine husband's someday. Seeing naked females wasn't considered inappropriate or forbidden, provided it was a female's idea to show us, but asking them to do this was a serious no, no. Exposing ourselves too them without their consent as rude, and refusal to strip naked and bend over was disrespectful, if not blasphemous in intent, since male hygiene was a non negotiable social convention, and a responsibility that females took very seriously in the conventional wisdom of the lady of the house setting of, and enforcement thereof, of the rules of the house, as the husband was with the barn, garage, and automobiles, with he the provider, she the caretaker, and both unquestioned in the authority of thier established gender roles and responsibilities. This meant that after shoveling a couple tons of manure soaked hey, or picking rocks out of the fields before planting, the man of the house and us boys were not entitled to false modesty when sisters friends and mothers and grandmothers whichever ones were present when it was time for us to spread her legs bent over her cheeks and submit to a thorough housing with a water hose held in mother or sister's left hand (if she was right hand dominant) her right hand brushing yard waist and manure off our skin, including rectal opening, scrotal sack, and $%!@, and the mother or older sister checking for parasites and bugs on our genitals and hair, pubic and other, ears, toes, and inside, two fingers going deep inside anus too feel around for worms before they can make it into intestines and cause real problems, sometimes intentionally stimulating the prostate, so that we would have an excuse for erecting in view of them during these inspections too protect our male dignity, which was acknowledged and respected, even though male modesty was not. It was also a convenient excuse for girls and guys to enjoy the erecting and swelling of our genitals in front of them as non sexual-arousal. That was nearly half a century ago, but it's nice too see that there are still people who don't sexualize nudity in everyday work and family recreational activities and household domestic chores and responsibilities. Some primal inocence of growing up and maturing into adulthood, should be allowed to be untouched by today's mainstream perversions of normal (sick) acceptable behavior and attitudes, that have teenage boys showering with Thier clothes on at school, or stinking up the classroom because they are not embarrassed about B.O. from poor hygiene, but are supposedly scars for life if another boy their age sees their genitals exposed while cleaning himself. Give me a choice between stinking and having a girl my age washing my genitals while holding me down it was an easy decision if the decision had been mine to make anyway. The girls' sensibilities weren't offended by the contact between her hands and my boy parts while washing and inspections, but they definitely were offended and insulted, if her nose could smell those parts after yard work or heavy farm work, or a workout in track or swimming class. Even recently, from my 46th to 51st birthday's, what started out as a medical emergency that required me to remain naked for three days and submit to inspection of my groin and rectal opening and buttcrack, bending over and spreading my cheeks wasn't the humiliating experience I remember at 10 years of age, as my insides and outsides were examined with my genitals hanging between our faces, I was surprised to be able to have a relatively normal conversation about my infected and inflamed skin without iether of us feeling embarrassed about my exposed privates no longer being private as far as we could see them being called, since she was seeing and touching them often enough to determine weather I should wrap a bedsheet around me and bag the contaminated clothes and call 911 for an ambulance, or remain exposed to open air and mom's view, too see if aloe vera and petroleum jelly would do the trick. I was 46 then, and after mom's assurance that she didn't mind me scratching myself front of her while talking since this was a medical health related issue we were dealing with and she felt horrible about me feeling like had to excuse myself to the bathroom to do that and I feeling so miserable, she wanted me to be comfortable in my own skin since I didn't really have a choice in the matter anyway without the option of wearing anything and that I shouldn't have to feel like I was obligated to secret relief by scratching but irritated genitals in the bathroom, when doing so in front of her would give her a better idea for the inflammation was causing the most skin irritation, and letting her know these intimate embarressements in detail would help alleviate my fear of her seeing me with an erection, since she saw one every morning when waking up before me, and assuring me that seeing me erecting in front of her while talking about it was a good idea to show me that she understood how much I appreciate the help she gave me and didn't need to worry about my aroused condition being interpreted incorrectly, or causing her embarressement or anxiety, and that she respected my privacy for my benifit, and appreciated my willingness to do without privacy too accommodate her concern for my health and safety when being a mother, means privacy was not an option for me and I trusted her enough to be the only one I can have my privates be invalidated as private, when her maternal need to protect me from harm justified her doing so. My modesty was gone, but my dignity was intact, and stronger than ever, when assuming an undignified posture for a adult male to assume, acknowledging my mother's right too know everything about me, by spreading my cheeks and relaxing my muscles, so her inserted fingers won't meet resistance, and the contact with my prostate does not make my immediate erecting inches from her eyes, an awkward experience for us, because I mile at her and admit that I am embarrassed, but that is my fault, not her's, and her seeing that happen a few times will desensitize me to that exposure in front of her while doing a mother's work, for my safety in this unexpected emergency, and her piece of mind in making sure she does not lose her only son, and the possibility of being a grandmother someday.

When in my mid 20s, my landlady started getting in the habit of coming up into my apartment trying to wake me up because she thought it was in proper that a young man be in bed after the sun was up despite the fact that I was working third shifts and working double shifts lately and she was not my mother so she insisted that the boys and her tennis would be watched over by her as she did her own Sons as the mother's duty to do for other mothers boys when they're not it would look over them. Her mind was still in the 1950s and 60s even though it was the mid-90s and coming into my bedroom with me crashed out on my bed naked and sweating from The heat Of Summer with morning wood pointing up in lewd morning Glory, to shake me awake and try and pull me out of bed by my arm. Too exhausted to be embarrassed or can try it I try to fall back asleep feeling her fingers stretching and pulling on my scrotal sack commenting derisively about a developing heat rash and flexuring me about proper care of my boyhood charms because my mother would surely be expecting me to give a grandchildren someday, and my attention to push her hand away, resulting in your fingers wrapping around the base of my testicles and her other hand grabbing hold firmly of my opposite earlobe and with a practiced effort pulled me bodily out of bed. She knew how to grip my nuts tightly enough too force compliance, without damaging them, in much the same way I could squeeze an egg with all my might without breaking by applying pressure evenly throughout the entire surface. Dragging me that that way to the bathroom she grabbed and hold my hair and bent me over the toilet and waited for me to finish with my vegetable down level with my hips, Chase just a few in ches away from the tip of my stuff $%!@, watching the urine flow in front of My eyes as my landlady continues too lecture me on my slothful habits this late in the morning. I was awake then and she mortified to speak as she released my ear and testicles, and warned me not to move, as she spread my cheeks wide and shoved a couple fingers up inside my butthole, feeling around inside as she said we'd get morning duties out of the way quickly, and waist no more daylight with this nonsense, shoving the fingers of her other hand into my lower abdomen to try too induce a bowl movement, like she did with her boys when they were tardy getting out of bed. I told her too stop and d she reached up from behind between my legs and rest my genitals in the united grip around the base pulled back as you could and be discomfort why $%!@ being pulled down between my legs along with my testicles was enough to keep me down and have been over position while she held me in place until I obeyed her the way with my mom, because I was going to stay in this position until I learned my lesson and pushed up even harder even harder into my prostate causing a sensation she may or may not know correctly interpreted as a pleasurable increase in pressure that was somewhat painful but almost made me ejaculate into the toilet bowl. This was beyond humiliation for me and the only way I can think of to make it stop was just do what she says and obey without question,because I was in your position to do otherwise and didn't want too prolong this helpless sense of degrading discipline. I submitted too her will shamefully, being led downstairs to her apartment in my birthday suit with instructions to kill this bat that was flying around in her apartment before doing anything else because she wouldn't be having any vermin infestations going on in her home. I didn't kill the bat once I hit it capturing the bath towel she has provided, trying not to think about the humiliation of my exposed boy parts flopping around in front of her while snapping the towel at the panicked bat as it circled around her living room and kitchen, with her hands flapping around trying too direct my actions like an anoying backseat driver, racking my balls in another uncoordinated swat towards the terrified bat screeching and looking for an exit it's eyes couldn't find in the bright light of the lamps. after catching a bat and tossing it out the door with her trying to get me to go after it and kill it and me insisting that no creature would go through that and want to return, going back inside holding the towel in my groin as I tried to put a lampshade back on it s lamp, her yanking the towel from me scolding me for putting that infected towel against my exposed skin and seeing the gas her fingernails head ripped into the side of my scrotum and lymph $%!@, losing a little trail of blood that she would not allow any argument because she lifted my equipment and inspected the area under my testicles. The entire morning was a humiliating debacle with her not listening to my voice of reason that it wasn't proper or legal for her to invite herself into my apartment without notice and her hearing nothing of it and sitting down the new house rules for me a while refusing to allow me to put anything on for the rest of the morning while she fussed over the damage under my equipment and proceeded to wash and put ointment on the areas that she thought I needed the most and humiliated me further by sniffing underneath the balls making me bend over to examine around in between my crack, setting a fresh towel on her couch and making he life my legs and hold the ankles up, so she could run her fingers over everything and run two fingers up inside my sphyncter opening too check for something, or humiliate me into submission by attacking what male dignity I had left. She made sure I understood that her right to do these things was absolute as the lady of the house and is my surrogate mother and she be talking to my mom to let her know the situation and she saw it and reassure her that she'd be keeping an eye on me until my mom could check up on me again. I give my mom the gist if I was going on without getting too detailed and my mom said she was proud of me for putting up with the old ladies old fashioned ideas haven't grown up in that period in which she was about the same age my landlady's children children were at that time and not knowing just how complete my privacy had been invaded and removed from my living situation she encouraged me to just go along with it for as long as I could stand it because it really wasn't something that would cause me harm since her own Brothers had recently no privacy when they were going up, so I did go along with it and got used to spending a lot of time being nude in her household helping her with yours and forced myself to accept the fact that her daughter and her granddaughter would often be there to see me and my birthday suit and would have to remind myself that this was normal behavior in this household 30 years ago as it had been everywhere else and that it would only be humiliating for me if I allowed this woman and her 10 year old daughter the satisfaction and seeing me humiliated and uncomfortable so I made no attempt to obstruct their view of my private parts in any way she perform because acknowledging that I had private parts was the only way I could think of to make the situation worse so I acted indifferentin about them seeing, and at times touching, those areas as directed by their grandma for my own good and for the young girls education, and I learned what it was like to be a male 30 years ago before that time. That was in the mid too late 90s, and a lot of females were there when I was bare, including laundry, in which case all my clothes got washed and dried, pressed, folded, and put neatly away, followed by me having the same done too me, with no clothing allowed on me until morning before work.I was checked on too make sure I wasn't wearing anything or covered while sleeping, the neighbor girl across the street being asked to keep watch over me, to make sure I didn't get myself jewelry or touch myself and a way that is inappropriate for a man to do for himself, proving girls commitment to follow her instructions thinking it appropriate that she used my growing area as a pillow so that I wouldn't be able to access those Ford parts online while sleeping or awake acknowledging the difficult is your own boys had while sleeping with nocturnal emission problems, me having a choice of either having this young womam's face pressing down on my hard $%!@ and aching testicles all night, for allow her to do what I wasn't allowed to do for myself which was humiliating but no more so than having my erection and swallowing uses a pillow by her. It seems less humiliating when they were flaccid and soft because then she couldn't feel my arousal against her face. That is until early morning anyway.

I never did get used too conversations with female classmates their moms and faculty when I was naked they were not especially when one of them saw something that caught their interest and I would have to keep a straight face while female fingers sliding inside my butthole without my consent and testicles and $%!@ got squeezed and fondled for any reason they wanted. Oftentimes this in view of people in the neighborhood who are there to watch the swim meet or to help with practice sessions for gym class and swimming. The 7th and 8th grade health class for me it was less of a textbook experience more of a mannequin experience like those dummies that they got in the department stores except that my reproductive organs were always on display there and the girls were actually required and instructed to handle them and become familiarize themselveslf with them and their always the same things being said by the adult female teachers and staff just not sexual men don't need privacy women do you got nothing to hide that we haven't seen before you don't need privacy because you don't have anything that you need to be ashamed of or you can trust us because we are family friends people you grow up with. A number of my male classmates are married to those girls that were handling their bits and my bits back in class. having a normal conversation with a girl who knows everything about your anatomy and your sexual function and you know nothing about hers takes practice especially when you're actually naked and being handled while the conversations taking place. Boys I think it's humiliating getting erect in a girl's hand girls always think it's cute adorable or beautiful as long as the words sexy hot horny didn't come up the girls could do anything they want to us and we were required to obey them. The reasoning for grabbing our privates and hold on to them and doing whatever they wanted to do with them was always either medical or hygiene related because there's this was no possibility that they could do it for any other reason and the smiles on their faces were always explained as mutual support for brothers neighbors cousins it was never acknowledged as the arousal that it will often was.feel like having power over us and the election knowing everything there was to know about us and we didn't admit it but on some deep levele I think we did too.

Hey Benjaman, aren't you afraid you'll be sterile from all the abusive treatment your nuts are receiving? It sounds like your sister is dead set against you giving her nieces and nephews. My stepmom used too use humiliation too punish my half brother's and me, making us leave the bedroom and bathroom doors open and get her permission before using iether one. She would make us wait until all three of us had too relieve ourselves before making us remove our clothes and fold them on the living room couch, usually with the assistance of an 8 year old daughter if her friend from across the street, who was 6 years my jr. In front of the girl's mom and whatever other friends and neighborhood kids were visiting at that time. My stepmom found that spanking my bare bottom in front of the girls and on the block was humiliating but I still had a bit of an attitude when my stepmom inspected my testicles after each shower on due to the urging of my biological mom to make sure I wasn't getting cancer only to find out that the humiliation of big naked in front of the girl and her mom when I was having my testicles inspected or when I was being spanked over her knee wasn't anything compared to what was like for me to have those things done to me by the girl herself in front of everyone and seeing me shut up and obey every command without hesitation or lip when the girl was ordering me and handling me my stepmother delegated those responsibilities toward my brothers and my hygiene and discipline to the girl and her friends and we ended up spending a couple Summers without any clothing at all to cover ourselves to make sure we didn't ruin our clothes and that we behave ourselves. The reason we obey's little girl better than we did her mom was because the little girl didn't seem to go out of her way to humiliate us and because her and her friends actually seem to take an interest in our physiology often giving us compliments or acting impressed by developmental issues with boys some are older than they were in my case much older than they were and since Majesty was going to be denied us for the foreseeable future we ended up submitting to instructions giveness no matter how embarrassing because at least it didn't hurt when they were doing it and there was worse punishments given to us by stepmom then with the girls enjoy doing which is just making us ejaculate as much as I could and watching her faces get red and her $%!@ has to get rid of humiliate Us by kissing us on the testicles having a regular competitions to see who could kiss the longest and make the boys score in the most.since I was the only one of the three of us boys at that household that could actually sustain an erection and ejaculate being so much older and since I was also the only one there with pubic hair I seem to get a lot of the attention when it came to the finding out what the reproductive equipment was all about and playing for your stick exhibitions games with them like house and jungle and such and since kissing on the lips was taboo for someone who you are getting married to that left them constantly kissing me on the $%!@ testicles and a* which humiliated me but often results in an ejaculation from having my testicles squeezed her and finger inserted up into my prostate through my rectum fat girls anywhere from 3 to 7 years younger than me awesome times in front of moms or ladies in the neighborhood who got a good giggle out of it cuz if I was cute. Even though the girl never kicked me in the bother crushed them because it wouldn't have been allowed by my biological mom and she wasn't mean like that either that didn't stop her from giving my nuts a sharp tug to remind me he was in charge if I didn't comply quickly enough with your commands or obey the way I should have have a nice control of Siri over me in front of her friends for neighborhood left me with no pride at all especially since you never really asked me to do anything she just told me but she told me in a nice tone of voice where my stepmother wasn't nice but my semi wouldn't allow the girl to instruct me to bend over spread my cheeks she was required to do those things for me to remind me of my place in that submission was not mine to give it was hers to force on to me letting her girlfriends down the street see the power she had over me taking hold of my nuts from reaching behind between my legs and grabbing hold of my hair with the other hand and using her grip on my head and then on my nuts would forcefully bend me over then spread my cheeks open and she have a couple fingers on my check for hygiene and for issues with summer heat and when I got an erection from her doing these things since she was behind me that left my front area exposed for any girls come up and reach under my bent over Freeman and do whatever she wanted to in front of me with my nuts being held in a vice grip of her Palm while her friend would be grabbing hold of my erect $%!@ in the front and sometimes a tug of water would take place and I ended up being the loser in that game. Most humiliating part of that was whenever I got hurt from that I would have to allow one of the girls to hold my legs up and on the couch well the other two kept me spread open by seeing on my legs and taking turns kissing my nuts and perennial area and they constantly ran a washcloth between my cheeks so that they could part of my cheeks and kiss my a* to humiliate me further, and make little wages on who can make me squirt first and keep notes about how far those squirts went the winter being the one that can make me squirt the farthest while seeing we struggle to avoid embarrassment from ejaculating in front of them. On the name of mothering me making my hours go away by kissing them and it was always you got boo boo kiss your alley and then place your lips on my not sex sometimes putting my balls right inside their mouth, while humming to see how I would react to the vibrating sensations in my nuts inside their mouth while they're humming a tune. For a while I wish you would stop and then after a month or two I kind of got used to it and kind of a shame now to admit that I actually miss it.

I was actually be required too be submit too being in $%!@ed by a female classmate the second day of female health class after being instructed too do it too myself in front of my female classmates and neighbors the first day of my required nudity as teaching tool for their family planning corriculum. I had been touched and handled so much by them girl's the day before, that the novelty had worn off and demonstrating male sexual release by ejaculation to girls I grew up with seemed less significant with each day of exposure and being groped and handled. Answering questions these girls asked me while they handled my reproductive organs became so routine and that I started too get flaccid during invasive examination of my sexual organs as their purpose seemed less and less sexual with each day of being handled poked squeezed and tugged by the girls. Some of the moms approved of us boys enjoying being used as furniture and play things for the girls because they felt that we were behaving better and being more sensitive to girls feelings and seeing how accommodating we were having our reproductive equipment sometimes being used as pillows while the girls engaged with each other in pillow talk, the mothers saw beneficial first boys to learn to be comfortable with their bodies being exposed and appreciated and the stashing and helps clear up a lot of questions the girls had about male anatomy that otherwise would have seemed awkward and uncomfortable in the form of the talk but in this form of innocent sex play with this boys being accepting of our anatomy being used in that fashion has fun for the girls in front for us we were given a lot of freedom to feel pleasure pleasure and arousal inactivities that in some sort of Social circles would be considered inappropriate or even criminal by today's standards. Us boys found it convenient to allow the girls to enjoy themselves at our expense because we enjoyed the attention and didn't have to worry about offending anyone's sensibilities or doing something that made it girl really liked uncomfortable because they were giving total freedom to do with us as they wanted as long as we didn't get injured in the process as long as they didn't get impregnated as well so they're being encouraged by their moms to satisfy their sexual appetites openly without shame allow this boys to experience to complete lack of limitations or boundaries that these girls are age had and enjoying the male anatomy and when we started going steady with some of these girls in high school it was easier for us to explore them that way knowing that they were not nearly as inhibited as society would have had us believe and that we didn't need to be inhibited either. By 10th grade I was enjoying my girlfriend's bits and pieces as thoroughly and freely as she is enjoying mine, which did away with a lot of anxiety and guilt of not knowing.