Date: Tue, 24 Sep 2002 04:19:26 -0700
From: kinkygay stories <kinkygaystories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kinky Cousins, Part 2

CATEGORY:  Authoritarian

   Not much was said for the rest of the evening until the boys went to
bed--the four-foot-wide double bed.  Of course it was hot and humid tonight
and just as on previous nights the air conditioner would not be used.  Jason
had watched in stunned silence as Steve got some rope from the basement and
tied various lengths to each of the four bed corners.  He knew he wouldn't
get much sleep tonight.
   "Well, I think it's time for bed ... boy," Steve said.
   Jason didn't know how to respond.  What should he say?  What should he
do?  The game plan was set and instinct took over.
   "Yes ... sir," whispered Jason.  The younger boy slowly walked towards
the bed.  He was still in shock from being caught in this most embarrassing
and compromising situation.  Jason lay on the bed and spread out his arms
and legs, wrists and ankles stretched toward each corner, and waited.
   "No, not like that," Steve said.  "Lie on your stomach."
   Jason had no idea what Steve had in mind, but he did as he was told,
lying on his stomach, his arms and legs spread out once again.
   Steve tied Jason's wrists and ankles tight and then with a few scissor
snips removed Jason's gym shorts and briefs.  Steve took some time to admire
his younger cousin's very slim waist and smooth tan as his fingertips danced
all up and down Jason's lithe frame.  Finally Steve raised his hand high and
brought it down swift and hard, slapping Jason's bare butt again and again.
   Jason winced and tugged on the ropes as his tender butt began to heat up
from the spanking, but he loved it and would have cum had Steve not stopped
after about twenty or so smacks.
   A corner of Steve's mouth raised as he slyly smiled, admiring Jason's
pink butt cheeks.  Then Steve did something that Jason was totally
unprepared for and surprised by.  Jason felt Steve's hand inch its way under
his quivering torso followed by Steve's shoulder and then Steve's hip.
Steve was moving under Jason, but there was plenty of slack in the ropes and
Jason had not trouble jockeying into the new position.  Ah ... Steve had
removed his shorts too and now the boys' rock hard erections were side by
side.  Looking up into Jason's eyes, Steve wrapped his long sinuous arms
around Jason's slender torso and caressed his smooth back.  Again, no words
were spoken, for the intensity of the moment precluded words, calling for
action, instinct.  The boys kissed passionately with Steve reaching up and
holding Jason's head firmly, Jason himself not resisting in the least.  As
Jason pulled to and fro on the ropes, the boys' pelvises ground together and
they came at the same time, their milk becoming one between their smooth
trembling bellies.
   Steve and Jason lay there, each boy drifting off into his own kind of
sleep, Steve feeling the weight of Jason's young firm body pressing down on
him, Jason relaxing his arms and legs, his body just a big 'X' on top of
Steve, burying his face between Steve's neck and shoulder, dreaming.