The Party Boy

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

I note that my explanation of the various show offerings, different aspects of CFNM, has brought much discussion.

With Jack’s nudity, his feminine controlled urination, sparking much thought, I lead my hooded partner to a stool, provided by our hostess, and guide him to step up, there to continue displaying himself and his erection while heavy hors d’ oeuvres are served.

This for the most part is a time out, the novelty of the women’s proximity to docile male brawn somewhat wearing. But with Jack’s low hanging testicles now at eye level to many of the attendees, more hijinks are sure to follow.

I see the girl talking with others. Then all retreat, returning with their purses. It seems a collection is being taken. How inspiring!

My attention is diverted by a very athletic woman staring at Jack perched on the stool. It appears she is in the Louvre assessing a fine sculpture, more or less apprizing Jack asexually.

“He’s well conditioned,” she notes in prompting conversation.

“I’ve worked him since he was a boy,” I offer in reply. “Like to think exercise keeps a boy’s hands from his penis... at least that is the intent.”

The woman laughs. And I again have recollections...