Date: Mon, 07 Jan 2002 11:23:57 +0100
From: Stash <stash@directbox.com>
Subject: To Whom I Belong part 1

TO WHOM I BELONG

by Stash

Part I - Changes
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YOU MUST BE 21 or older, in most places, to read this type of erotic
and sexual story, which includes spanking, different forms of
discipline, and sexual activity between males.
These acts are considered extreme by many persons.
The story is not real, and it does not reflect any real
people or events.  Any similarity to actual persons or events is
strictly coincidental, and unintentional.
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PART I


It must have been about 4 pm as I finally stripped off
my briefs. I raised my view, carefully examining each
and every inch of my hot, naked body in the mirror
before me. My dick was already rock hard as my left
hand touched my smooth, hairless breast and
extatically began to rub my nipples.

Man, I was so damn horny that I just couldn't stand not jerking off
anymore, and when my right hand grabbed for its
pumping destination I closed my eyes, strongly
imaginagining that it was HIM doing this to me. In my
mind, I felt his hot, young lips suck my dick, smelled
his boyish sweat and had myself shivering from his
every touch.

Of course I knew, that my imagination would always be
as close as I would ever get to Billy... i mean, hey,
I sure as hell looked  much younger than the 26 years
I was old, with my slim, trained body and my boyish
face with big dark eyes and thick brown hair... but,
after all, HE had only just turned 21, and both his
adorable boy body and his devilish angelface
definitely were as far out of reach as could be, and,
what was even worse than his age was the fact that he
was my aunts son... my cousin!

I could never in my life even think about trying to
get to my own cousin. No way!
But the pumping of my erected dick and the
uncontrollably harder growing strokes of my right hand
very clearly showed me that at leas my fantasy didn't
seem to care at all.
I threw my head back extatically. Every inch of my
sweat covered body was trembling with excitement and I
let out all my desire in suppressed cries and madly
mumbling his name, as...

"Hey Luke, jerkin' off again?"

My head swung around in a horror, just to see HIM
standing there in the open door with his arms crossed
over his chest and a big amused grin on his face.
Boy, he really looked gorgeous in those tight white
jeans and the black shirt he was wearing.

"B-Billy,I... I..."

I was by far too embarrassed to speak. How long had he
already been standing there? Seconds? Minutes?
I only hoped that he hadn't heard me moaning out his
name, and I instantly blushed at the very thought of
it.

The amused grin on Billys face got brighter as he
slowly moved in my direction and I suddenly realized
that I was still naked, standing before him with
nothing but an erection. I nervously fumbled for my
briefs, but he just shook his head in disapproval.

"Stay naked!" he said.

"He-Hey..." I stuttered with my voice breaking, "I
just... uhm... I mean, I..."

"I said... STAY... NAKED!!!"

Billys voice suddenly sounded sharp and demanding, and
I didn't dare to move nor speak as he finally stood
before me, his face close enough to mine so that I
could feel his warm and minty breath on my face.

"Now tell me, Luke..." he said in a calm voice. "Who
did you put up that little show for?"

"I... I don't know what you mean." I answered, my head
hanging down with embarassment and shame.

"Don't act silly, Lukie!" He was speaking to me now as
if I was a naughty little child that had broken
another ones toys.
"What were you thinkin' of when you jerked off?!?"

I couldn't tell him. No, I REALLY couldn't!
So I just kept my head down, my dick still hard as
hell. My whole body was trembling and shaking with
both surprise and shame when Billys left hand grabbed
for my hair and fiercely pulled my head back. I closed
my eyes so that I didn't have to look into his face,
when I felt his lips touching mine. He forced his
tongue into my mouth, and I could feel a shot of
pre-cum wetting my cock.

"Was it something like this you were thinking of?"

I simply couldn't help myself but to admit it. Tears
of shame ran down my face as I nodded in agreement.
The doorbell rang the very moment that Billys right
hand slapped my face, making me sob with pain.

"Better get dressed, Lukie!" he said as he turned away
and headed for the door, "Matt's coming over for
dinner!"

Oh please, no! Not Matt!
Matt was Billys best friend and he was almost as good
looking as my younger cousin himself. I had often
heard and seen them jerking each other off through the
keyhole to Billys room.

I grabbed for my briefs in a hurry and panically
noticed that Billy had taken the rest of my clothes
out of the room with him. What should I do now?
Matts and Billys voices sounded through the door into
my room, and the few words I was able to catch gave me
the clumsy and again embarrassing feeling that they
were talking about me. They were both laughing loudly
in amusement, and every now and then I could hear Matt
shouting things like "What a fag!" or "He's SO
disgusting!".

Defeatedly, I decided to sit down on my bed and just
wait for Matt to leave again. Surely, Billy had just
wanted to scare me for a little fun and as soon as we
were going to be alone again, he would tell me that it
was all just some kind of joke and how sorry he was to
have embarrassed me the way he had.

But nevertheless, this was the very first time that I
really regretted having left the wardrobe with all my
clothes in the former guest room when Billy had moved
in about 1 year ago, after his parents had moved to
Europe. I couldn't even get dressed now, and the mere
thought of walking out there in only my briefs that
clearly showed some wet spots of my pre-cum, made me
blush with shame and the feeling of being locked in.

My dick was still hard and relentlessly pumping, even
though... or maybe just because of my growing
uneasiness, as the door swung open to show my cousins
and his best friends grinning faces.

"Well, there he is!" Billy said , "Now, doesn't he
look cute?!"

"Well" Matt answered, "I'd rather call him lookin'
like a fuckin' fool!"

Now, THAT was about enough! They were talking about me
as if I was some kind of new toy that Billy had to
present, as if I was not even in the same room!

"Look, Billy," I started to argue, "I know you had
your fun and everything, but..."

"Well, shut up, Lukie!"

My cousins sharp words hit me hard as a punch and I
blushed again, much more than I had before, when I saw
the grin on Matts face getting bigger and bigger.

Billy slowly moved towards me, telling me to get up
from the bed. I did as I was told, and to both my
surprise and shock, he finally bent down defore me to
examine and smell at my briefs. When he rose again,
his cute, boyish face showed a mixture of disgust and
amusement.

"You could have at least changed your briefs after
jerking off, Lukie!" he said disapprovingly.

"But, Billy, you..."

"... WHAT?!" he snapped.

In an instant I realized that I was most certainly not
supposed to speak against him, so that all I could do
was just bow down my head and shily whisper:

"Nothing. I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry... WHAT, Lukie?!?"

I looked at him in confusion, not at all knowing what
he meant or what I was expected to do and say.

"You certainly meant: I'm sorry, SIR! Didn't you, cus?!"

"Hey, Billy... really, this..."

The very next second I felt my left cheek burning
strongly from the punch I received for this. I
silently started to cry again. Even more tears ran
down my face as the words he wanted to hear slowly
foung their way over my lips.

"You BELONG to me now!" he hissed at me, "And from now
on you fuckin' better do exactly as I tell you! Do You
understand, Lukie?"

But I was much too shocked and embarrassed to even
look at him.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?"

"Yes" I quickly answered, suddenly frowning in my
fearful await of another punch. "I understand, Sir!"

Matts stunned and amused face made me turn red once
again, and I had to cover my shame with my two hands.
Nut Billy pulled them away to grab for my chin. Man,
his grip was SO damn tight and brutal that I almost
expected it to break my jaws as he forced me to look
at him.

"Now get yourself a new pair of briefs, sucker!" he
snapped. "There's gonna be a fuckin' lots of changes
anround here, and you better learn fast!!!"



Epilogue in some chat room:

damon:   you finally did it, B! very proud of you!

B21:     yeah, 'twas easier than i thought. now he's mine!

damon:   well... not really, is he?

B21:     sure he is! what do you mean?

damon:   what if he CHOOSES not to do what he's told?

B21:     no prob! i'm gonna punish him. that should do!

damon:   sure?

B21:     yeah, positive!

damon:   and if he DEFINITELY chooses, not to take any
         punishment and orders anymore? ever thought bout that
         one?

B21:     ...

damon:   *?*

B21:     got me thinkin'...

damon:   yeah, think about it, dude! he still has a
         choice of his own, doesn't he?

B21:     yeah...

damon:   so, what are you gonna do bout that?

B21:     sorry, man, but... secrets! ;-) tell you all
         about it when it's done.

damon:   so you already do have a plan?

B21:     you bet I do! and you'll be fuckin' pleased to
         hear about it...

damon:   okay. getting me excited! cu

B21:     cu



...... to be continued


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