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 Ben knew the she was watching, that was what made it such fun,anyway, she
was so old, it would be cruel to deny her from a little pleasure.  It was
not long past midday and the day was stiflingly hot, Ben had been
sunbathing in the back garden and occasionally passing the time with the
elderly neighbor, idly chatting as she busied herself pruning the rose
bushes, which inadequately served as the border between the two properties.

   Her name was Edwina and she was around seventy years old, she kept
active and you could tell in her younger days must've been quite
attractive. Ben could tell by the way she kept offering him glasses of
lemonade that she liked him, he noticed how she lingered, how her eyes
drifted to his swimming trunks, could see her imagining what they covered.
Ben was a thin, athletic, 17 year old, he had lived here all his life, with
his mother who was 47 and his grandmother, who was 72 and Edna's best
friend.

   So yes, he knew she was watching, as he cooled himself under the outdoor
shower, slipping off his trunks and lathering his body in soapy suds, knew
she was watching, as he stretched and writhed under the water, arching his
back to exhibit his manhood to her.  And she did watch, secateurs in hand,
pausing to soak in his youth, her eyes lusting at his smooth skin, a
desperate desire in her longing look as she snipped away at the thorny
roses, as if in a dream.  Roused by a friendly call, she was joined by
Jennifer, Ben's Grandmother and her lifelong friend, "Time for a tea
break?" Jennifer shouted over to her.  Glad of a much needed rest, she
joined her friend under the shade of the parasol and helped her pour the
tea.

   Both ladies relaxed and sank back in their chairs, with a contented
sigh, Jennifer observed her naked grand son as he lathered soap into his
hair.  "He's certainly growing into a fine young lad." said Edna.  "Yes, "
agreed Jenny, "A strapping young lad." Both ladies sipped their tea and
enjoyed the sight of the young naked male showering.  Jenny and her
daughter had raised Ben themselves and with Jenny been a passionate
supporter of the suffragette movement and her daughter an ardent and
militant feminist, they had instilled in him a respect for women and a
belief in female superiority.

   He came over to join them, standing in between them, towel drying his
hair, his large hose like penis swinging from side to side a he did.  "And
this is what the male race is so proud of." Jenny said, taking hold of
Ben's limp but very large member and laughing, her wrinkled hands enjoying
the youthful feel of it.  Ben was accustomed to such put downs and knew his
grandmother insulted his gender not him personally.Her hand wandered to his
testicles, she rolled and massaged each ball, Edna watched in amazement as
his cock grew bigger and bigger in front of her eyes.  "I think this boy
needs a release!" Edna laughed.  "I'm sure he would appreciate your help."
Jenny replied as she continued stoking his balls.  Not needing any further
prompting, Edna took hold of Ben's bell end and pulled him towards her, he
obediently complied, she took him in her mouth and was transported back to
her youth by his smooth, nubile penis.  Meanwhile his grandmother had stood
up and was fondling him from behind.  slipping her finger up his anus.

   Edna worshiped at the fountain of youth, sucking out every drop of its
revitalizing juices and this was her first introduction to his youth giving
vitality, a property of which was of her friends making.  Edna was
introduced into the wonderful erotic world of Jenny and her daughter, and
of the tamed male sexuality,of their years of nurturing Ben, who was a fine
example of how ,under the superior females guidance, a male could be molded
into subordinate whose only desire was to please their feminine whims.