Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2015 17:29:44 -0700
From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com>
Subject: Refuge for Boys 2

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From Refuge for Boys 1:

Thus, following 1 instructor and follwed in turn by the other, 6 naked kids
stumbled drippingly and with bouncing candy sticks to the auditorium.  And
looking around at the other boys in the corridors, Billy and his fellow
novitiates could see that, yes, they did fit right in.
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The excitement was almost boiling over in the auditorium. Boy exhibitionism
was the fashion of the moment though no fashion seemed to prevail over the
others. Boys  dressed as boys, boys dressed as girls, boys dressed with
only their dicks exposed, boys undressed with dicks in transparent thongs,
boys dressed not at all.  One commonality was the generous exposure of
epidermis, all of it smooth, soft and enticing.  Approximately 2 dozen or
so `angels' fluttered about attempting to make order out of chaos.

The major theme for the diversion was a so-called princess fashion show of
all the latest fads among girls 5 to 13 years old transformed at the Refuge
for boys in that age group.  The angels, with help from the open minded
woman in the outside community, were involved in not only costumes but in
makeup and in techniques of display and posing. Most of the `outsiders'
were new to the concept of turning boys into girls.  And the novelty of the
boys being actually more girly than girls themselves.

Much of the excitement of the event, especially for the angels, was the
participation of the women from outside. It was an opportunity to spread
the culture of the trnsgender concept to women who, having been previously
vetted, would be likely to find the exposure appealing.  The concept was
part of a plan to expand the Refuge culture to boys living in the broader
community. In a program shared with the Phallustine Acadamy for Boys, the
womans sons, with the full consent of mother and son, would be analyzed for
either boarding with the Refuge community or attending the Acadamy.

While final preparations for the pageant were being continued, Billy, Tommy
and Robby were led to their seats in the auditorium by their two angels,
Polly and Annabelle.  Their seats were in the middle of the row and much
teasing of the novitiates emerged from the boys already seated. `Hey, you
little faggots. You're getting us all wet', one of them, Ned, called out as
the three tried to squeeze past. (At the Refuge, faggots was used as a term
of affection.) Ned and his friends laughed and fondlded the blushing trio
as they passed, moving forward in their seats to hinder the boys movement
and facilitate contact.

At one point, Billy was pulled down on Ned`s lap. `You smell fresh. Did you
just come out of the shower?'.  Billy sqirmed on Neds lap feeling the boys
boner rubbing on his butt. The sensation so excited him that he could
barely answer Ned's question. `I ... uh, I guess ...' Billy struggled to
respond as Ned laughed and whispered into his ear `You're so cute.  Will
you be my sex toy?'. And he then began kissing Billy's neck and teasing one
of the his nipples.  Billy's penis stood up like a tiny rocket ready for
liftoff.  Harder than it had ever been before.  Ned looked down at his tiny
lovers lap with a big smile.  `I guess that means yes!'.

`Ned. For gosh sakes, let the poor boy pass.  You're embarrassing him'
Polly announced after witnessing the engagement between Ned and Billy.  She
realized that she had spent more than enough time watching the scene unfold
and that it was drawing an uncomfortable amount of attention from others
sitting close by. Polly sighed.  She had spent so much of her time at the
Refuge, both as a student and as an angel just witnessing boy's sexual
interchanges. that she had become an addict to the phenomenon.

The frequency and acceptiblity of such activity had become an accepted and
encouraged behavior of social relationships at the Refuge.  The currency of
pyschic growth was fortuitiously calculated in the joys and pleasures of
bodies, in this case, the bodies of beautiful young boys.  This
circumstance differed significantly from the character of adult-child
sexual relationships in the `real' world in which the power and sexual
motivations were determined virtually entirely by the adult, almost always
the male adult.  This often led to horrible and inexcusable consequences
for the child.  This was in no particular what happened at the Refuge where
the safety and  comfort of the childrrren  was pre-eminent. The boys at the
Refuge were in all cases permeitted final control over the extent of their
involvement with fellow child and adult residents. No compulsion or
deprivation of consent was ever permited.  As far as the adults at the
Refuge were concerned, all boys were adorable and were to be treated as
such and encouraged to recognize their beauty, desirability and autonomy.

Ned was one of the more dominent boys who embodied the nature of the power
model as expressed at the Refuge. His teasing of the more submissive boys,
who made up the vast majority of the residents of  the Refuge, was finely
tuned to guarantee the willing and desired submission  of the object of his
affection.  Ned and the other boys of his character knew precisely how to
acquire the desired sexual stimulatiion for themselves while at the same
time enhancing the pleasure for the boys yielding their bodies to their
playful dominators.

Ned finally released his tiny captive but not before the entire audience
had seen the salacious activity.  Cameras placed throughout the  auditorium
captured every scene of misbehavior as the audience settled in for the
fashion show.  And for several minutes the scene selected for viewing on
the jumbotron above the stage was of Ned and his tiny protégé.  An enormous
close up revealed Billy's penis performing a cute lap dance as Ned jiggled
his legs up and down. It was at this point that the boys realized that they
were on the jumboscreen big time.  The hypnotic sexual display encouraged
Ned's movements and the audience understandedly reacted delightfully to
Ned's porny misbehavior.

`We're on TV kiddo' Ned whispered to Billy.  `Look.  That's your little
weiner, though it doesn't look so little on the big screen, does it.  It
looks like about 12" up there'.  Billy squirmed in embarassment  and turned
his head away from the camera but couldn't help sending a sidelong glance
at the screen.  This look, so self enraptured and shy at the same time, was
captured by the cameras and garnered a collected sigh from the audience.
Its seems that Billy, with Neds feckless assistance, was to become an
immediate posterboy for the Refuge family.  And appropriate to the moment,
a female announcer's voice came over the loud speaker'.  `For your
information, boys and boy lovers, that was, as you probably know, our
impetuous Ned  Focker, famous for the Nun's visit escapade, and a new
Peenut, Billy Brixton.  Isnt he a sweety pie`.  Peenut was one of the
nicknames for new boys entering the Refuge.
the older more agressive boys like Ned with a few years behind them were
referred to as Hardnutz.

Polly finally persuaded Ned to release his tiny, but now widely popular
puppyboy. After all three of her menagerie were settled, she looked over at
them lined up in their seats.  Three smooth, naked boy bodies with
assertive erections saluting their devoted mentor and all those other
members of the audience sitting nearby, craning to get a good look.  And
even the jumbotron focusing down on them for a lingering, intimate view of
the engorged boy parts. Polly herself, swollen beneath her barely
concealing mini skirt, felt both pride and an intense exhibitionistic
awareness for herself and her boys.

`Hi Ms P' another young boy sitting in front of Billy turned to engage the
angel.  It was Macky a previous first timer 2 years ago with Polly.  `It
looks like you've got the cutest boys again'.  He said that with brash self
regard as he too was one of her cute boys.  Macky was a real braggart about
his own sexual beauty and rightly  so because he was a blond bombshell with
curly corn colored hair, incisive cool blue eyes, full lickable lips and a
lightly muscled body to dream about. He liked to encounter other boys and
casually play with his penis in front of them while they chatted.  He was
one of the masturbators who were considered over the top in their full
frontal exhibitions of self fondling. This was not unusual, nor was it
frowned upon and there were many Peenutz and Hardnutz who engaged in the
activity.

`Can I sleep with Billy tonight?  You know, break him in so he feels at
home and comfy' said with a wicked grin and a wink at Billy who looked
somwhat alarmed. 'He doesn't get to swim with the sharks on his first night
here, Macky' Polly said with a benign smile on her face. `Anyway, he has
Robby and Tommy for comfort tonight.  I'm sure they can be totally at ease
with each other'.  Tommy, recognizing a kindred spirit in Macky leaned over
to glance at Macky's `definition', which was being well maintained with a
steady stroke.  `I think it would be fun to have Macky in bed with us, Miss
Polly. It doesn't hurt to have somebody teach us the ropes does it?'. Polly
sensed that Tommy was already a Macky in the making but reluctantly
discouraged his offer.  `3 in the bed will work for tonight, Tommy'.  Now
turn around Macky, the program is about to begin.'  Macky responded by
standing up in front of his chair with a full erection, relished the many
pairs of eyes staring at the generously endowed organ, slowly turned around
and sat down.  `Awww Ms Polly, you're no fun anymore'.

The program announcer blurted out `Thank you Marky for that spontaneous
display'.  I'm sure the new boys are impressed and disappointed that `Ms
Polly' is denying you access to their bed tonight.  But don't forget
`tomorrow is another day. Keep your powder dry Macky, at least until
then'.  And now, on with the show.

And quite a treat it was for those unfamiliar with Refuge  entertainments.
The fashion show began with a parade of cuties walking the ramp forward
from back to front then back to the curtain.  Wearing  innovative,
inexplicable styles not exactly suited to young boys but looking sweet and
sassy and provocative on the tiny Refuge models. The strutting boys
elicited much hooting and catcalling especally from the older boys in the
audience.  A few years before these same boys would have been up there on
the stage performing themselves and how vividly silly it made them  feel
but how wonderful also, the sense of  being the cynosure of sexual desire
among all members of the audience.  Between each group of parading boys,
there was a pause to replay the just completed escapade on the jumbotron,
one more chance to ogle the previous line of beauties.

One of the more provocative styles portrayed by several boys, but in
different colors of black, white, orange and lavender, was the stripper
tri-kini. This was 3 atrips of translucent fabric barely 1/2 inch wide
consisting of three sections: two slanting front and back down from each
shoulder in a triangular form and intersecting above the crotch with one
 strip of fabric running down over the genitals and up behind, in between
the butt cheeks, connecting with the back strips.  The upper strips managed
to barely cover the boys nipples but the lower strip, almost covering the
boys tiny dicks, exposed two deliciously pink balls to public view.  The
replay lingered, focusing lasciviously on this display of boy chests,
dicks, balls and butts.

Another provocative style was the multi colored stickers which consisted of
star shape stickers attached one on each nipple, one on each buttock and
one over the boys penis heads. The movement of the generative organ as the
boys pranced along the ramp with their peculiarly attired organs transfixed
over a hundred pair of eyes both as they paraded back and forth and then in
huge jumbotron slo-mo on the large screen replay.

Through it all, most of the boys in the audience and their angels were self
manipulating to the eccentric pomp and circumstance of the nearly naked
boys parading both demurely and brazenly before their appreciating eyes.

And all this before the inermission.

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Next episode: short novelettes performed on stage about boys loving and
being loved by other boys. Hugging, kissing and caressing abound.

Also, a brief recollection of the `Nun's Visit `Escapade'.
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