Date: Tue, 14 Jul 2009 15:19:32 -0400 From: Jared O'Toole <brycesdadd@gmail.com> Subject: Bryce's Physical Exam --An Impromptu Pool Party You think you know a person but often you don't. I thought I knew Pat Kelly. I socialized with him several times a week at the club and upon occasion with our sons. But you don't really get to know a person based on such limited contact even if that contact is spread over years. I had to admit that my son's physical was a mind blowing experience --for me, nevermind for Bryce. Honestly, I did not see that coming. My goal was to just see what he looked like naked and was counting on perhaps a fleeting glimpse, not nearly two hours of nakedness culminating in his being made to ejaculate. When we went back to Pat's home so the boy's could go swimming and enjoy a cookout, I did not know that others were going to be invited. The boys' skinny dipping in the pool did not come as a total surprise. Pat had mentioned that it would be a 'healthy follow up' for Bryce after having just undergone his physical if I forgot to bring his bathing suit. I must admit that it gave me an almost sadistic delight realizing that my son was going to have to confront his nudity once again. What I did not anticipate or warned about was that 8 other boys and their fathers were going to be joining Bryce and Colin in the pool. Pat is full of surprises. Shortly after we got the boys settled in the pool and were now frolicking as boys will do, Pat casually mentioned that others were coming over. Here was Bryce who had just gotten used to the idea of swimming in a pool naked with his younger buddy which was excruciatingly embarrassing for him even though Pat had Colin go naked too ...and soon he was going to be joined by others? I wasn't sure what to make of it. And, were these other boys going to be in swimsuits or also au-natural? I didn't ask, but I did wonder...and waited. But, not for long. They all started to arrive around 12:30. They came with their fathers. They came out to the pool naked....not the fathers but the boys. They left their clothes in sparsely furnished spare bedroom. I was trying to get a fix on their ages but that was tough. For one thing, all of the boys had buzz cut crew cuts. And, save for one, none had pubic hair. At first, I thought they were not of age. But as more and more of the bigger guys started to arrive, it was pretty clear that the absence of their pubes was by design. I mentioned that one (besides my son) had pubes. He was a much older boy. In fact, he looked to be college age. He seemed demonstrably older than the rest of the boys yet, he seemed to play in the pool with the rest of them as contemporaries. Bryce, seeing the first two boys suddenly appear about died right there in the pool. He quickly swam over to the deep end to the pool's edge to use the wall for cover and he called me. Of course I knew why he was calling. He was looking for me to find him a towel or anything so he could get out and get his clothes on. I tried to ignore him at first but eventually walked over to him, but not before those two boys had already jumped into the pool. "Dad, get me a towel so I can get to my clothes! he loudly whispered to me. I looked at him feinting puzzlement. What's wrong, son? Of course he pointed to the boys behind him in the water and the dads standing talking to Pat near the grill. I stooped down to continue the conversation: Oh come on Bryce.....those boys are as naked as you are and don't seem concerned and those dads are busy talking, not staring at you...go have fun! And with that I got up and walked away leaving my son to contemplate his options which were few. Within ten minutes 3 more boys arrived and before the top of the hour, the pool was now crowded with 10 naked boys as I was busy moving about getting introduced to all of these dads. I looked over to Bryce and saw him playing water basketball. I guess he either got acclimated to the nudity being just one of many or maybe he figured the water turgid with all of the splashing was providing sufficient cover. Who knows, but Pat's 'magic' was working' as far as teaching my son not to be concerned about being naked around other boys. Still, I was wondering what I had gotten myself into. I mean, I was meeting these fathers who obviously knew each other but what was their connection and why were their boys all with crew cuts, devoid of pubic hair and swimming naked? The hot dogs on the grill were starting to smell good to me. I also knew that Bryce had to be hungry since we did not have a big breakfast before we headed for his physical. So, I started calling him which admittedly was probably not easy to hear over the cacophony of noises coming from the pool area. But the older boy who was in their playing with the boys did hear me and seeing Bryce not responding, went over to him. Next thing I saw was my boy being gently steered out of the water by this boy who had his right hand at Bryce's lower back just above his white ass. He walked him out of the pool and over to where I was sitting. "Were you trying to get this cute little guy's attention?" There was Bryce, dripping wet, his sandy blond hair draped over his forehead, hands over crotch as if letting go would result in his balls falling on to the grass below. Responding to the young man who steered Bryce to me, I said: Yes....thank you for retrieving him for me. I figured he is probably as hungry as a horse right now smelling those hot dogs on the grill. Bryce just stood there dripping now in a semi state of shock as if he had been somehow transposed into a new world. I had to admit that I was still just as shocked even though I was not naked. The boy who brought my son over to me was certainly not self conscious standing there showing off his hardware. He introduced himself as Charles. We shook hands and as we did, he said that the hot dogs were smelling good to him also and was going to join us on the line now forming by the grill. Bryce asked for a towel to dry himself off but I knew he was hoping to at least use the towel to wrap around his waist. Charles, however, said to Bryce: "We don't use towels here so we don't create a laundry nuisance for Dr. Kelly...just squeegee yourself off like this...." He then proceeded to gently use his fingers to squeeze the water from Bryce's arms, chest and hair getting to his legs last. Bryce was not enjoying this close contact by this guy he hardly knew. But Charles was displaying a lot of self confidence and I was impressed with how he was handling my boy ignoring his modesty issues. We got on line, filled out plates and grabbed some drinks. As we got near Pat who was still manning the grill, he looked up at Charles and asked him if he was coming in on Tuesday for his 'birthday physical' to which Charles replied that he was scheduled for 3pm. Birthday physical? I had never really heard of that before although the idea of an annual exam triggered by one's birthday was pretty rational as I thought about it. We found a table a bit out of the way in the shade. There, Charles and I started to chat while Bryce listened, napkin neatly covering his cock. I said to Charles......So you are having a birthday soon? Charles replied yes...that he was going to be 18 on Wednesday. I knew he was older than the rest of the boys so his telling me he was about to turn 18 was not totally shocking although seeing him playing with the younger guys in the pool a bit earlier one might have thought he was younger. But, Charles stood out not just because he had pubes but he also had a pretty good size cock with a moderate amount of hair on his legs, chest and arms. So, Charles, (I said), mind if I ask you some questions? Charles was more than happy to talk: I noticed all of the boys have what appears to be the same crew cut hairstyle. How come? "We are all members of the Spencer Movement and the Movement dictates this type of hairstyle." Why is that? "The Movement discourages individuality. All boys are alike, are treated alike and expected to behave alike..." So the Movement is about controlling individual personality? "Oh, it is much more than that. The Movement is about teaching a boy discipline, obedience and respect. .." And you do this through hair cuts and swimming naked? I asked somewhat in jest but hoping it would elicit a more specific response... "It's about clean living...shunning the the things that corrupt boys these days and strict adherence to the Principles of Morality, Authority and living a life free of sin...." Ahaa....so now I am thinking that this is a religious group which prompted me to ask: So, is the Spencer Movement associated with a particular religion? "Well, the Movement is made up of a loose network of chapters or stakes. This group you see here are all associated with the Parklawn stake of the Mormon faith but our association with the Church is no different than a church's sponsorship of the Scouts. Other religions also have Movement chapters and some chapters are totally independent of churches. Can I ask....I can't help but notice that the boys, with the exception of you, do not have pubes....this can't be a coincidence since most of the boys appear old enough to have pubes... "The Movement sees manhair as a sign of being a man...an adult. But the Movement does not recognize adulthood until the boy turns 18. I have my pubes because my dad allowed me to grow mine starting a few weeks ago in recognition of my pending 18th birthday. But till last month, My dad shaved my manhair every two weeks. Trust me, no matter how old you are, you always feel like a boy when you are without your manhair..." We discussed that aspect of the Movement for a while. Bryce who was nervously listening, finally interrupted and first asked if we could go home? I told him No and then he asked if he could go back in the water probably deciding safety in numbers... I told him he could but first we needed to reapply suntan lotion before. I was still eating and Charles was done. So he got up and got the lotion from the table near the entrance to the house came back and offered to apply the lotion on Bryce so I wouldn't have to get my hands greased up while I was eating. I had to say yes to this. Much to Bryce's chagrin. Bryce tried to overrule Charles saying how he could put the lotion on but Charles already had the tube opened and and poured a large glob into the palm of his right hand. I then watched as he massaged the lotion all over Bryce's naked body from toes to head....no hesitation, no embarrassment (on Charles' part) and no qualms about getting those delicate areas. Bryce visibly shivered and shuttered as he lathered up his balls and cock and then kneaded the cream into his ass cheeks and deep into his crack. "Whoa...did Dr. Kelly give you shots back here?" looking at the 8 injection sites still visible on both of Bryce's ass cheeks. I replied that Bryce had his physical this morning and had some catching up to do on his inoculations... "Oh...is it your birthday Bryce?" Bryce sheepishly replied --as Charles covered his chest and lower abdomen including his pubic area in lotion-- that the physical was because he was going to play sports at the Latin School. "Ahhh....guess what Bryce...all of these boys here go to the Latin School also....you are meeting your school mates!" Bryce gave Charles a long almost horrified look although that look of horror may have been because one of those sweeps between his ass cheeks resulted in a long sweep between his legs all the way to the back of his scrotum to which Bryce responded by standing high up on his tippy toes. Charles was being very thorough.....as he slathered the lotion over Bryce's cock he unabashedly said to Bryce...."don't worry about getting hard, it will allow me to get better coverage of your dick..." Yes....it did and Charles thought nothing of ensuring complete coverage with me watching. It seemed to me that Charles was a boy who definitely was familiar with handling a boy's body. With Bryce now finished and back in the water, Charles and I resumed our conversation. So, how old are these boys here? Charles told me that the youngest, not counting Colin was 12 and the oldest, not counting him was 16. And they all accept denial of their pubes until they turn 18? "Oh yeah....it is the price a boy pays for living a chaste, moral life devoted to the Lord..." So, are haircuts and shaved pubes the basic tenets of The Movement? "Well, the boys are only allowed to wear white briefs...no boxers, no boxer briefs and no colored underwear. And all of us are subject to Corporal punishment until the age of 18 --I hope till 18 anyway!" Whoa! I thought to myself. This revelation I had to pursue further. Wait....all of these boys are spanked?? "Sure...by hand, belt, paddle hair brush or whatever implement his dad my choose....they/we --at least till Wednesday for me-- are subjected to Corporal punishment in our homes and every other Sunday the Movement meets in somebody's home and each boy will stand before the group, confess his sins and will then accept his punishment before the group......(pause).....naked." Wait...the Movement supports a program of public punishments of the boys naked? "Yes. actually, at these meetings the boys strip off their clothes anyway as a sign that each of them are the same in the eyes of the Lord." So, nudity is also an important part of the Movement? "yes...a boy is taught that he has nothing to hide....he is taught to bare his soul, to bare his sins and to bare his body..." And you get together twice a month for this purpose? "yes....and also for the boys to be taught obedience lessons to minimize spank time....and for the dad's to learn about new techniques, new ways to spank...and perhaps a guest speaker...." Wow, this sounds quite organized. "Yeah...I guess you could say that although it really doesn't take much organization to go to somebody's house, strip off your clothes, recite your sins of the past two weeks and then bend over and receive forgiveness...." Is that what you call spanking? Forgiveness? "At these meetings, yes. At home it is called getting the belt!" Ouch! May I ask how often your dad gave you the belt?" Daily...sometimes maybe more...Spencerarians believe in prophalactic spanking which means even if you go a day without doing anything wrong my dad would spank me at least 5 strokes so that I would remember what the pain was like and he believed that spanking not only is effective as a punishment but also as an incentive to avoid earning a more severe spanking...." You got the belt daily....may I ask what types of offenses earned you a daily belting? "Oh ...you know the usual things a boy does.....Disobedience, lying, bad grades, talking back, not doing my chores, not doing my homework or not doing it neatly....masturbating..." You got the belt for masturbating?? "(laughing)....now you know why I got the belt so often!" We also talked about Bryce and how I came to adopt him upon the death of his paternal father and then my wife not too many years after. Pat came over and joined us for a while and the subject of Bryce's physical came up. Said Pat: "yeah...I gave the boy a two-hour going over this morning (chuckling as he said it). Responded Charles: "I remember you giving me an hour physical once...that was bad enough!" Responded Pat: "Well, you shot quicker my boy...." I was talking about Bryce's modesty issues when Pat said to me: "Turn around." I did and looked over at the boys at the pool. They had gone from playing water tag to now climbing up the 20 foot high water slide and crashing down into the water. There was Bryce, out of the water on an almost conga line with the other boys climbing the ladder seemingly oblivious to his bare genitals swinging back and forth as he climbed to the top. "See" Pat said...."once they are shown the normalcy of nudity, it becomes a non issue...." And he was right, in this environment of naked boys, Bryce was just like them and just as comfortable. A far cry from just 24 hours ago and his life up to now. But it was healthy. Boys don't have to be running around naked all day but nor should they feel that if another set of eyes should gaze upon their naked bodies their skin will melt. Pat asked me what time I was bringing Bryce in on Monday for his circumcision. I told him that his game should be over before 2pm and that we would swing home real quick for him to shower and should be at his office by 3. Pat said that he could shower at his office but I wanted to bring him home first. Hearing us talking about his pending surgery, Charles started asking about it. Then, just before he went back into the pool to play with the boys, he asked me and Pat if it would be possible for him to observe the surgery. I had no objections if Pat didn't. Pat said his only request would be that Charles shower and change into medical scrubs to minimize germs. Charles readily agreed. I didn't see any reason to tell Bryce. I figured that would be the least of things bothering him come Monday. Before Charles slipped back into the pool, his father came over and sat down with me and Pat. Bob Thornton was a very distinguished man who had white hair, a ruddy complexion and a strong, construction worker type build. I even noticed that when I shook hands with him his hands were very large and very rough. Besides Charles, he had 3 other boys. One of them Colt was in the pool playing with Bryce. He was the 12 year old. The other two boys were 6 year old twins who were home with their mom. Commenting on the spread in ages of his boys (6-18), I jokingly asked if he had gotten a second wind? No, Bob responded...a second wife. Did he mean by that he remarried or was he simply adding on? ....but then I remembered Charles saying he wasn't Mormon. Funny how stereotypes live on. Pat got up to tend to his other guests leaving me and Bob talking. I mentioned to him that Charles had filled me on the Spencer Movement. He proceeded to provide a lot more detail...how each stake has a "Master" and he talked more about Purity while Charles only indirectly referred to their discouraging masturbation. I asked him: How do you spank your children? What I meant of course, was did he use his hand or implement. He quickly responded: "Savagely when needed." I guess he saw the look of shock and he went on to say: "The real goal is to break the boy of his spirit so that he won't want to resist...to teach him that resistance is futile. The best way...the quickest way to do that is to punish the boy sufficiently when he does something wrong so that he not only thinks twice before he repeats that mistake but also thinks twice before he makes any mistake. My boys dread getting punished and when you have instilled sufficient dread then they learn how to avoid bad behavior." I then asked him about the nudity issue: What role does nudity play in raising your boys? "Nudity is a very powerful tool. It allows you to get to more easily break a boy. He is taught he is subservient, that he has no rights, no rights to privacy...no reason for modesty. There is a reason why our government interrogated prisoners in Iraq naked. It is the same reason that the Movement promotes the use of nudity....to get inside a boy's soul." With that, our conversation was interrupted by some shouting. Apparently one of the boys tried to cut in front of the line to the water slide, pushing another boy out of the way and that boy fell, cutting his shin on the concrete. Pat tended to the minor injury and the dad of the bully quickly tended to him. He brought him over to one of the white plastic lawn chairs, bent his boy over the back of it and proceeded to paint his ass with about 10 strong lashes with his belt. But it was the procedure that had me mesmerized. .. "Get over here....mount the chair boy and hold on to the seat....I want to see your ass up high and your legs wide... Once the boy was positioned and already crying, the father took off his belt, one of those braided leather casual belts. He then told his son: "Don't look down, look up at the boys at the pool. With his son bent over the chair, legs widely splayed, head looking up resulting in his back arching, he proceeded to start to deliver a vicious (to me) ass whipping... SWACK! The boy quickly responded jerking in place and letting out a billowing audible gasp. SWACK! This blow seemed even harder causing much the same reaction only now the gasp was a scream followed by PLEASE DADDY, no more!! I noticed how all of the other fathers were moving over to stand directly behind the disciplinarian casually eating their hot dogs or sipping their drinks. SWACK!! Four strokes into his ass tanning, this boy was screaming uncontrollably and begging his dad for forgiveness. I also noticed that the frolicking in the pool came to a screeching halt as each boy stood frozen in place watching one of their own getting 'forgiveness.' I was not in a position to see the damage done to his ass but it looked from my angle at about 2 oclock to the boy that he was getting a very thorough ass whipping while everyone watched. Keep in mind the boy had been in the pool and was quite wet which had to add to the sting. By five strokes, the boy seemed truly contrite and was now almost hoarse as he begged forgiveness. His dad did not stop however until he had delivered 10 very strong blows to the boy's ass and upper thighs while he stoically remained in position. Once it was over, the boy stayed exactly in place over the chair, back arched staring towards the pool while his dad reinserted the belt in his pants loops. Then the father hugged the boy briefly and whispered some words of assurance in the boy's ears and then walked him over to the nearby pool storage shed where he placed the boy standing, legs apart, hands on his head facing the white siding of the shed. The boy was still openly sobbing, his ass an almost plaid pattern of red, white and purple stripes. I had no idea a belt could do so much damage with just 10 applications. Bob Thornton came over to me and said: "That is how you teach a 14 year old to think twice...." Indeed. A few minutes following the end of the punishment the boys in the pool resumed playing water basketball. The boy punished stood straight, hands on head, legs apart quietly sobbing. Bryce and I left the party around 4pm. Bryce was only too happy to get away from this event although he seemed to be enjoying himself once he adjusted. The ride home was very quiet. He had a lot to think about....his physical....the impromptu pool party...the ass whipping of one of his new friends and his pending circumcision in a few short days not to mention how his day began with a two-hour physical. When we got home, Bryce went up to his room quietly, showered and then took a nap. I sat outside in the shade of our backyard and started to also contemplate all that I had seen today. To think my boy had been uncircumcised all these years and I never knew it! But I also had a lot to absorb. Which world was the better world? Bryce's loosely structured environment in which he had few restrictions and many hang-ups probably which probably resulted in his many hang-ups or this highly structured world of the Spencer Movement in which boys who stepped out of line were quickly and somewhat harshly dealt with....whose individualities were somewhat inhibited by uniform haircuts and white briefs.... There was no question who were more disciplined I noticed that when the boys came out of the pool to get on line for lunch, they proceeded to take their meals and go to where their fathers were sitting. Only in each case, each boy sat on the grass immediately to the right of his dad's chair. It struck me as odd because the boys made no attempt to sit together and all assumed the same sitting position which was a kneeling position, then sit on your feet, knees wide astride so that they sat between their legs. It was certainly not a sitting position for the modest! But then these boys were all conditioned not to have modesty. We showed up at Dr. Kelly's office a bit late on Monday because the baseball game that Bryce was playing in went long. Certainly not because of Bryce. A normally sure base hit runner, he struck out three times before the coach quietly pulled him from the roster. Clearly his mind was elsewhere. When we got to Dr. Kelly's office, Bryce was shocked to find Charles there. I had not bothered to mention that Charles had asked permission to observe the procedure. Charles looked quite official, dressed in blue scrubs, a shower curtain like hat on and blue booties over his feet. Dr. Kelly told Bryce to get undressed and once naked sent him down the hall to pee one last time prior to his surgery. Charles escorted my naked boy down the brightly lit, white tiled hall to the rest room. When they returned, Pat asked Charles to do a wipe down of my boy's cock with an antispetic cleaner that he handed him. Bryce was almost in a robotic trance at this point not sure what was next but showing little resistance anymore to whatever the next indignity was. Of course the next indignity was the shave.of the few pubic hairs that he had. I noticed that Charles was showing a brotherly touch with Bryce, holding his hand and bracing his shoulder. I also noticed that Bryce seemed to respond to the embraces. (For those who want a detailed description of Bryce's circumcision, contact me). Following the surgery, Bryce was still a bit groggy. The anesthetic that was used only numbed his cock --a horrifying procedure in which Dr. Kelly injected needles directly into the base of his penis aiming them at his pubic bone and then one high up just below the glans of his penis. These did not make my boy groggy, however. It was the suppository that he inserted up my son's ass that put him into lala land. It was a bullet shaped, tan colored suppository about the size of a finger. Once it took effect it left Bryce very cooperative. But he could hardly walk. Pat gave me one more to give the boy to help him sleep through the night. after the surgery, he put Bryce in an extra long tee shirt the kind that girls like to use as night shirts. This afforded Bryce some cover as we left the office but did not apply undue pressure to his genital area for the quick trip home. Charles helped me steer Bryce into the SUV and then followed us home. We situated the boy in the Family room on the couch where he almost immediately dozed off. Charles removed the night shirt leaving Bryce naked saying he didn't want the edge of the shirt to rub against his cock. Pat had said to leave him uncovered as much as possible over the next few days because the air would speed healing. Bryce was still medicated enough that he didn't care that he was on the couch in the family world totally naked. His cock had a loose weave bandage wrapped around it. Pat said to leave it on until he had to pee and then following to let the air at it. He didn't feel like eating dinner which was understandable, but he needed to pee a lot. Because he was still wobbly, I took him into the bathroom the first time, unwrapped his soldier and pointed it to the center of the toilet. Perhaps because of the insult to his cock, he needed to pee quite often and thereafter Charles took him to the nearby bathroom. As the evening progressed, Bryce became quite irritable. Why not? His dick was angry red and throbbing. I reapplied the petroleum jelly to it and gave him Tylenol II which did not seem to help much. Around 10pm, I gave him that suppository that put him back into lala land and then brought him up to bed. Pat told me an easy way to insert the bullet. I had Bryce squat down on his feet knees wide apart and once in that position, I was able to easily insert the suppository up his chute. That knocked him out although everytime he rolled over or his hand went to his cock he was awakened by shooting pain and when he awoke he would scream for me. Charles decided to spend the night to help out and I didn't argue because I had to finish a work project the next day and was going to need some rest and also some uninterrupted time to get it done. Responding to one of Bryce's screams and calls for help, Charles came back downstairs and said that he thought he solved the problem. Sure enough, Bryce quieted down for a much longer stretch. I went upstairs just to make sure he was ok and there he was sound asleep, tied spread eagled on his bed! It worked. It kept him from turning over or touching his cock in his sleep. The only problem was his frequent need to pee. Charles slept in Bryce's room in his spare bed allowing me to get some needed rest. I did however awaken in the middle of the night and went down to Bryce's room to see how he was doing. He was fine....sound asleep stretched out on his back arms and legs tied to each corner sleeping fitfully. Looking over at Charles in the other bed, he too was asleep, also naked. Bryce's discomfort improved dramatically by the next day. His soldier was still a very angry almost dark cherry red. But it was more of a throbbing sensation with not as much pain unless he touched it or brushed it against something. Charles took to calling Bryce's dick "Red." How's Red doing? But each time Bryce had to pee which was still frequently, Charles took him to the bathroom and carefully held his cock for him, not allowing Bryce to handle his own bathroom duties. Interestingly, Bryce never complained about being naked. In fact, he went the rest of that week naked with the exception of his office visits to Dr. Kelly on Wednesday and again on Friday to check on his progress. He resumed baseball that following Saturday. Two weeks following his surgery, he returned once again to Dr. Kelly for a final follow up. By now, Bryce was used to the procedure....taking off all of his clothing upon entering the exam room, no protest or complaint. On this final visit, Dr. Kelly said to him: "Ok....let me know if this hurts..." He then took Bryce's cock in his right hand and carefully started to fondle it allowing it to swell it bit an upon not hearing any complaints, he took some KY and started to coat the boy's shaft, slowly moving his fingers up and down. Bryce's dick responded by filling up and he started to quietly moan and gyrate his hips. Said Pat: "Well, I hear no complaints about pain so I would say mission accomplished!...you can see his skin is real tight as he gets hard....over time it will loosen some but a tight cut will give him good sexual response..." Charles and I became friends which was odd considering that I was almost twice his age. But he continued to come around the house often to play with Bryce and he and I started to play golf at the club also. I got to learn more about him, his family and their lifestyle and the Spencer Movement. I was increasingly impressed. However Charles was raised, the result was one well adjusted young man.