THE TRAINING OF TIMMY - CHAPTER 2
  By Hooked6
  
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  THE TRAINING OF TIMMY
  By Hooked6
  
  Chapter 2
  
  The drive home was done in absolute silence.  The white
  cream that had collected on my bare belly had turned clear
  and began to run down my skin further soaking my already wet
  underwear. The white cotton material had become almost
  totally transparent in the front now, leaving little to the
  imagination about what my penis looked like. The small patch
  of my dark pubic hair cast a noticeable shadow above my
  stiffened cock. I was really humiliated. I had no clue as to
  what had just happened or why.  On one hand, I had really
  enjoyed that awful event. My head was light, a chilling
  sensation had run up and down my spine and a feeling of
  great euphoria filled me. On the other hand, I was positive
  that something was really wrong with me. What WAS that white
  stuff? It wasn't pee that's for sure. It smelled funny and
  spurted out like it was under tremendous pressure.  Boy was
  I in for it now!
  
  I could tell my Aunt was disappointed in me. I was sure she
  really didn't want to admit she was related to me. I was
  also sure I was going to get it when we got home. Why isn't
  she saying anything? Twice on the way home she looked down
  at my pants her face was half angry, half smiling if that
  makes sense. I wish she would just yell at me at get it over
  with. I felt so vulnerable, on display in front of this girl
  - even if she WAS my Aunt.
  
  Upon reaching home my Aunt pulled me by my hand from the car
  and walked hurriedly into her house. Down the hallway we
  went until we reached the bathroom. She ran water into the
  tub as I stood before her hiding my wet underwear with my
  hands in front of me. When the tub was half -full, she shut
  off the water and turned to me with her hands on her hips.
  "Honestly Timmy, I can't BELIEVE what you just did!" I
  lowered my head and looked at the floor ashamed of myself.
  Although I was feeling low, I kept thinking that any minute
  my Aunt was going to make me take a bath. God, I hope she
  was going to leave. But what if she didn't?  My penis began
  to feel funny again. Oh no! Not NOW!! It was happening
  again. It was stiffening. 
  
  "What a mess!" she said, as she pulled my hands away from my
  front and placed them at my sides. "You clean yourself up
  buster and I mean quickly!" With that she grabbed the sides
  of my shorts and yanked them down to the ground with one
  quick motion. My penis stood straight up in the air. Clear
  drops of liquid began quickly dribbling out of it and down
  the shaft and onto the floor. There I was NAKED in front of
  her. She could see my dark pubic hair above my "secrets".
  That which I was so afraid to even TELL my mother about, my
  AUNT was looking right at it. What was she thinking?  My
  penis jerked involuntarily towards my belly a couple of
  times and resumed its upright position - sticking straight
  up in the air pointing toward the ceiling. My breathing was
  very rapid and there was a hollow feeling in the pit of my
  stomach. The clear liquid was dribbling quite freely now and
  felt weird as it ran down my shaft. Not even my own mother
  had seen me naked since I was very young.  My heart was
  really pounding. I looked up at my Aunt. She was looking at
  my cock and then looked up into my eyes and said, "YOU are
  SO Nasty young man! We'll deal with this later!" There was
  anger in her voice. There was no mistaking that. She turned
  me toward the tub and smacked my butt HARD with her hand,
  "Get a move on, Mister!" No sooner had I turned around away
  from her, than my penis spurted that white stuff again into
  the tub water. I heard the door close behind me. Did she see
  what had just happened? Maybe I was lucky and she hadn't
  noticed. 
  
  After I had washed and dried myself I wrapped the towel
  around my waist and ventured out into the living room. My
  Aunt handed me the bag with my lunch and ordered me to my
  room. I sat there wrapped in my towel eating my cold burger
  and soggy fries trying to make sense out of all of this. A
  while later there was a knock at the door. It was Susan from
  the fast food place. What was she doing here?
  
  I crept closer to my bedroom door and tried to listen to
  what they were saying. 
  
  "I'm soooo sorry Susan. I just don't know what got into him.
  I had no idea you know .that he would ."
  
  "No need to apologize Helen. That's why I'm here. Just to
  let you know that I understand." 
  
  There was a moment or two of silence then I heard my Aunt
  say, " You know he even did it AGAIN when we got home! I
  mean what am I to do with him? " Susan sounded reassuring in
  her answer, "Helen, this may be a problem or maybe not.  I
  am curious. Was he touching himself before you drove up or
  when he did it again here at home ? I mean, was he
  masturbating?"  I tried to figure what Susan meant but I had
  no clue what she was talking about.
  
  There was silence for a moment then my Aunt said, "No he
  just , spattered spontaneously all over the place."
  
  "Oh dear " said Susan. "I'm afraid he might really have a
  problem. You see Timmy is going through puberty now and
  probably hasn't quite matured enough to handle the changes
  he is going through. From what you describe I think he might
  be suffering from premature ejaculation .and that could be
  bad for him in the future if you don't take care of this
  immediately. " My Aunt responded, "You really think so?"
  
  "Of course, it all fits. And you know what his life will be
  like later if he continues to suffer from this don't you?
  Girls would shun him and his reputation would be ruined. But
  the most devastating consequence of failing to address this
  now is that Timmy will develop bad attitudes towards women
  in general. You CAN'T let that happen can you?  Surely you
  realize that you must act now - immediately to correct
  this for his sake as well as for women in general. He must
  be taught how to properly interact with women and how to
  regard his own body."
   
  Suddenly something clicked in my head. So THAT'S it! I have
  a medical problem "premature ejacu - something or another." 
  Boy I was sure glad that Susan knew about this stuff. It
  sounded like she had a plan to fix me too. I strained to
  listen further.
  
  So what do I need to do?" asked my Aunt. I heard Susan
  reply, "First you need to develop Timmy's control. Use
  behavior modification. A positive stimulus eliciting a
  reaction should be immediately followed by an appropriate
  adverse stimulus so as to immutably associate the two. In
  this way Timmy will eventually develop modeling behavior and
  act according to your training." I had no clue what they
  were talking about and tried to comprehend what she meant. 
  My Aunt attempted to clarify, "You mean I should
  intentionally create scenarios that achieve a desired
  physiological effect (she giggled a bit) yet have a
  predetermined corrective action to immediately administer to
  appropriately modify his behavior?" Susan chucked too, "I
  think you get the idea.  If you do this you can cure him.
  You will be in complete control. Timmy will internalize the
  message that women are the only ones who can give both
  pleasure and pain. He will learn through your teaching how
  to relate to girls as he should relate to them.  He will
  desire his role, crave it and will be obedient to our gender
  in a subconscious way. He will seek to serve and in the end
  become the perfect male. Let's go on the porch and discuss
  this further."
  
  I couldn't hear any more but I liked the idea that Susan had
  a plan and that I could eventually be CURED of this problem
  and be the perfect male. My mother would really be proud of
  me then. I was beginning to feel good about the whole
  situation.
  
  After a while I heard the two of them return. My Aunt called
  my name, "Timmy, come here please."
  
  I started to open the bedroom door and walk out when I
  remembered that I was only wearing a towel. I hesitated.
  "TIMMY! COME OUT HERE NOW!" my Aunt shouted. I clumsily
  tried to hold the towel ends together to keep my body
  covered and proceeded into the living room. I stood before
  Susan and my Aunt who were seated across from me.  Seeing
  Susan up close for the first time I noticed how very pretty
  she was.  She had long black hair and was wearing a short
  skirt  
  
  My Aunt started in a very patronizing tone, "Timmy, we want
  to talk to you about what happened today. You have a serious
  problem. You offended my friend Susan.  Do you understand?"
  As she was talking I was struggling to keep myself covered. 
  A tent had formed in the towel in front of me as the
  electricity of the situation had gotten to me once again. 
  "Timmy? Are you listening to me?" I suddenly realized that
  she had called my name and looked up, "ah yes ma'am." I
  replied. "My Aunt reached out and grabbed by towel and said,
  "Stop fidgeting with that thing and pay attention!"
  
  MY GOD I was NAKED before the two of them! I WAS SOOO
  EMBARRASSED!!  Now both women were seeing what I looked
  liked. There was no hiding behind the thin veil of my white
  underwear - nothing left to the imagination. I felt so
  vulnerable!! My erect penis was once again on display.  I
  felt my balls draw up closer to my body as they were exposed
  to the fresh air.  "THERE! That's what I was talking about!
  Timmy!" said my Aunt.  I looked down between my legs. "Yes,
  ma'am I know I have a problem," I said meekly.  My  Aunt
  pointed her finger at my penis and said, "You can't be
  allowed to do that whenever you feel like it. It is not
  acceptable! You can only do that if and when I  say it is
  OK. Do you understand? "
  
  "Do what?" I asked honestly confused. She pointed her hand
  again directly at my penis and said "Be nasty like that! If
  you do that again without my permission you'll be punished
  is that understood?"  I thought about what she had said and
  replied, "I uh I guess so." I assumed that the girls were
  ashamed of my deformity presenting itself before them. Susan
  stood up and walked around me and then stood straight in
  front of me only inches from my face. " What she means is
  that only a woman can give you permission to do that. You
  must obey her. Your mother told you to always obey your
  Aunt, right?" I answered, "Yes she did and I will"  I still
  didn't really understand but I so desperately wanted to
  cooperate so I could be cured.
  
  My Aunt continued. "There are some lessons that you must
  learn while you are here. You are growing up and it is time
  for you to learn about your body. I know what is best for
  you and you do want your mother to be proud of you when she
  gets back don't you?" I replied affirmatively. "You must
  then do as I say. Learn well and you will be cured of your
  problem and be much happier as a result."
  
  Both Susan and my Aunt giggled a little and then told me to
  bend over Susan's lap. "You need to start your lessons now
  for what happened this afternoon." She said. I laid over
  Susan lap and felt my penis touch her bare thigh. What was
  she going to do I wondered? I didn't wonder long. A hard
  WHACK landed across my butt, then another. Susan was
  spanking me!! I had never had a spanking before. It really
  hurt!! The pain was accompanied by the strange sensation of
  feeling my penis rub against Susan's leg as I tried to avoid
  her blows. Soon I was crying. I was so confused!!! Pain and
  pleasure and more PAIN!! I yelled for her to stop!
  "PLEASE!!!" I begged, "I'll be good!!!! I promise!!" Several
  more blows landed on my rear end and I'll never forget the
  sound of Susan's chuckling as she slapped blow after blow
  upon my naked hiney. She was enjoying this. "Boy isn't
  Timmy's butt red?" she said as she ceased her tormenting.
  Tears ran down my cheeks as I was stood up before them once
  again. My thoughts were on my throbbing butt. My Aunt said,
  "I think he really didn't mind that too much  look!" she
  said as she pointed at my still erect penis. I was amazed.
  Her cure didn't work. It was still abnormally big. 
  
  "Never mind I am sure Timmy got the message, didn't you
  Timmy?" Susan said as she laughed mockingly at me. My Aunt
  sent me to my room to ponder what she had said.