The system had been introduced nationwide for all children aged 18. This was considered the perfect age - their bodies ready for tuition, but not so old they had yet been corrupted by bad ways of thinking of sex. The girls and boys were separated in to different classes; the girls to learn about anal care, the anatomy of the prostate, rectum, anus, how to penetrate without causing harm and whilst giving pleasure, how best to choose and fit a strap-on; all the technicalities, as well as being taught (as they had been since they began school) of the sanctity of Woman. The boys were also taught the anatomy and biology, and furthermore the various roles and positions the Woman who they would have the honour of serving one day might use them in, and also about health, and punishment; those most sensitive areas being ripe for pain as well as pleasure. At the end of the week long course, a letter arrived at the home of every parent, with instructions for the mother to induct their son in correct sexual practice; beginning with a thorough health check, then readying his anus, then finally taking his virginity. After all, who would he love and respect more than his mother?
Stephanie had been an ardent supporter of the Government's move to codify in law the cultural change that had swept the nation in the past few years, recognising Females as dominant, and establishing the relationship that males had with them. Her son's generation would be the first to grow up entirely under the new system, and all the better for it she reflected. She stood now in the living room of the home she shared with her teenage son, holding the letter she had just opened and read thoroughly. She was filled with a sense of gladness, pride, and no little excitement. Her most important duty as a mother was about to be undertaken, and she would ready her baby boy for the new world he would soon enter.
She climbed the stairs, pausing on the landing before opening the door to her son's bedroom, to check her appearance in the mirror at the top of the stairs. She wore a calf-length green robe, with a simple pair of pale pink cotton knickers beneath, her long brunette hair loose about her shoulders. She was slender, with full, soft breasts outlined beneath the robe. Retying the belt around her robe, she smiled knowingly at her reflection, and turned to the nearest room, pushing on the door. She didn't knock; no boy should have any secrets from his mother. Nothing untoward was going on though, in what was a fairly typical teenage boy's room, as her son Matti was sat at his desk, studying his English literature text book.
Matti was tall and slim, with strawberry blonde hair, and deep blue eyes. He was dressed today in jeans and a t-shirt for a band that Stephanie had never heard of, but assumed all the kids today were in to. He turned towards her as she stepped in to his bedroom, and smiled up at her. She smiled in return, she always had thought he had a beautiful smile, and so very handsome, even if as his mother she was a little biased.
He looked up at her questioningly, and she walked to him, placing a hand lovingly on his cheek, tilting his head up towards her.
"You know darling, you're almost grown-up now, and so I received a letter this week, from the authorities about you, about the new phase of life you're about to enter my love."
Matti didn't reply, only blushed a little, a picture Stephanie found utterly adorable.
She continued, "I know you've been taught a lot at school, but a boy's mother is entrusted with the most important parts of his education. I know you're feeling nervous, and maybe a little shy and embarrassed, but you needn't be, it's just me and you here, ok my darling?"
"Yes mommy," murmured Matti, self-concious now, and gazing at his feet.
Stephanie stood, smiling down reassuringly at him, "I'm going to go and get some things we'll need. I want you to get completely undressed for mommy, and lie down on your bed, there's a good boy."
With that she turned, and left the room. Matti sat for a moment, before sighing. It had to be done, he knew that, every boy, all his friends, were in the same boat. Besides, it was his mommy, not a stranger and that was better wasn't it? He stood, removing his clothes, folding them away neatly. He left his underwear until last, slowly sliding the boxers down over his hips and legs. Though the room was warm, the hairs on his skin stood on end, and he had butterflies in his stomach. Walking back to the bed, he climbed on it, lying down on his back, legs together, hands clasped over his genitals.
A moment later, Stephanie returned, padding softly into her son's room. She was met with a nervous smile from her son, and she returned a more reassuring smile. "Poor Matti, there's nothing to fret about I promise."
She carried a small wicker basket in to which she'd collected the items she'd need, which she placed at the foot of her son's bed. "Ok sweetheart, to begin with we need to make sure you're fit and healthy in your most special places. Don't worry, you won't have to go to the doctor, mommy can do everything right here, in private. Now, I'll need you to turn over, just like when you were little, so that mommy can take your temperature."
Matti blushed furiously, but it has been ingrained in to him throughout his young life to always obey a Female, especially a family member, and most of all his own mother. Careful not to reveal his genitals, he shyly turned over on to his front.
"Do you take my temperature... down there mommy?" he whispered.
"Yes dear, you know full well it's the most accurate way. Come on now, be a good boy, no need for shyness, I'm your mother, I've seen it all before."
Stephanie reached down, tapping her young son on the inside of his thighs, encouraging him to part them a little for her. "Come on darling, wider for mommy, there's a good boy," she instructed him.
Matti did so, spreading them a little. As he did so, his buttocks began to part, and he blushed a deep hue of red, incredibly aware that it had been years since another human other than the school doctor and nurse had seen his anus in such a way. His mother gave him a firm pat on his buttock, a proud smile on her face,
"What a beautiful bottom you have Matti, so firm and shapely, you're a young man now, all grown up." "Thank you mommy" he murmured, his embarrassment clear to her.
"Here my pet," Stephanie said softly, as she reached in to the basket for the thermometer, and a tube of lubricant, "let me just put a little bit of lubricant on your little bottom so the thermometer slides in easily."
Matti gasped a little as he felt a cold dollop of lube squeezed from the tube against on to his anus, followed by the soft touch of his mother's finger as she began to rub circles around the rim of his hole, warming the lubricant, and relaxing the muscle. As she did so, she noticed his anus give an involuntary shutter. Satisfied his entrance was ready, Stephanie moved to kneel between his legs, nudging his thighs further apart so she could fit between them, stretching his buttocks further apart, and exposing the soft pink of his scrotum. He had the same beautiful golden hair as on his head around his genitals, trimmed neatly around his penis, but with the skin between his buttocks smooth and bare. Slowly, she pressed the tip of the thermometer against his exposed entrance, and slipped it carefully inside.
