Date: Wed, 11 Oct 2000 06:42:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ed <author62@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Capturing Tommy-8" (t/t,oral,humil,shave)

                             Capturing Tommy-8

    Tommy stripped off all his clothes except the faded red silk panties
and dog collar.  He padded over to Mike who snapped pictures of him with
his new digital camera.   This was a new wrinkle in their relationship.
Mike stopped long enough to grab on to his shoulder with one hand and
shred the well-worn panties off his plump, ripe boy melons with the other.
This was a primal demonstration of power and control, an affirmation of
Mike's ownership of Tommy.   Immediately, Tommy's little penis snapped to
attention.  Wide-eyed and blushing profusely, he kept his eyes cast
downward in a classic show of submission.   He stood there waiting while
Mike walked around him, snapping more pictures.  Tommy felt like his body
was being raped by the camera.

    Mike sat on the end of the bed and pulled the boy's back flush against
his chest.   Tommy could feel the hardness poking at his bared bottom as
he found himself wrapped in the strong, warm embrace of Mike's protective
arms.  He felt hot breath on his neck as Mike cradled his balls with the
palm of his left hand and stroked up the flattened shaft of his penis with
his right.  With his lips brushing the back of Tommy's earlobe, he
whispered:

     "Tommy, you know I still love you, don't you?"

     "i.... i... guess so", the boy answered tentatively.

     "You have to be patient with me, understand that I'm fighting to
change myself.  Last night, I realized just how much I truly love you. I
want us to be equals, but that isn't possible right now.  I need time to
work through this, satisfy the craving I have to humiliate you.  I don't
know where it comes from but it is deep within me."

     "I *must* humiliate you, it proves my manhood.   When I took your
clothes off and bathed you like a little child, I never felt more alive
and powerful.  The same feeling was there when I lifted you up on the
stool and stripped you bare in front of Eric, Jerold and Colin.  I saw
the tears streaming down your face. I was ashamed but I just couldn't
stop.  Eric's look of admiration and respect toward me as your master,
fueled my need to demonstrate my complete control over you.   Degrading
*you*, elevates *me*, I know that's wrong but I can't control it right
now."

     Tommy didn't say a word, he merely took hold of Mike's hand and
licked it like a puppy.   It was his way of telling Mike that he
understood and forgave him.

     "You like pleasing me, don't you Tommy?"

     "yes.... i do, master."

     "That's my good puppy", Mike said.  "In the past month, your pubic
and underarm hair has really filled in.   I know it's a source of pride
with you and that's exactly why I must remove it."

     "please master... please don't... i don't want you to... "

     "Didn't you just say you liked to please me!

     "i do..... but... wha...what if it doesn't grow back."

     "Oh Tommy, don't be silly, your hair will grow back in no time.  Now
be a good puppy, go to the bathroom and fetch a wet washcloth, bath towel,
razor and shaving cream."

     In a few minutes, Tommy returned with the items.  Mike spread the
towel on the bed then gently placed the naked boy down on his back.  His
limp penis raised up and snapped flat against his abdomen.  Tommy began
to whimper when Mike picked up the wet washcloth.

     "There, there", Mike said to comfort the boy.  "It will all be over
in a few minutes, just hold still."

     He ordered Tommy to expose his pits by stretching his arms back.
The boy flinched when Mike swabbed them with the washcloth, then filled
the crevices with shaving cream.  Several swipes with the razor and the
soft blond hair was gone.  He lifted the boy's penis, paused briefly to
kiss the tip, then wet down his pubes with the cloth.  Five or six deft
passes with the razor and it was done.  He lifted the boy up slightly,
pulled the bath towel from underneath and used it to wipe away the
foam and loose hair.

     Mike took his hand and walked the boy over to his mirror.  Tommy
was shocked.  Without hair, he looked like an eleven year old.

     "You look good enough to eat", Mike said.

     Mike took the new panties and held them open for Tommy to step in.
He rolled them up his legs and smoothed them over his asscheeks.  He
turned Tommy around to face him, leaned down and mouthed the pink silken
crotch that held his boy's meager but beautiful treasure.  Tommy put his
hands on Mike's head to steady himself, luxuriating in the ministrations
of his master's wet, insistent tongue.

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     "If Tommy forgave you, then I guess I will too.", Jerold said.

     It was later that evening, after Colin had gone home, that Jerold
phoned Mike.  He had made good on his promise to reprimand Mike for his
treatment of Tommy in the store.   In his defense, Mike had repeated his
earlier conversation with Tommy.   Jerold was happy that Mike recognized
his problem and was trying to correct it.   He seemed repentant enough
and Jerold promised to help him work through it.  Mike and Jerold were
more than just friends,  they had a history.

     "So, how about if you and Tommy come over tomorrow morning.  I think
our boys need to spend time together.  They seemed to really connect
yesterday.   My neighbor has a swimming pool in his back yard that he
pays me to clean for him.  He's out of town on business and said that I
can use it while he's gone.

     "That sounds great Jerold.  Tommy is home right now but I'm sure
he'd like that.  I'll probably be seeing him later tonight.  How about
if we come over around 9 tomorrow morning?   I'll bring my speedos but
Tommy won't be needing swim trunks.  I'm sitting here thinking how great
he and Colin will look in soaking wet panties.  I can't wait!"

     "Mike, I can't promise that Colin will be wearing them, unless he
wants to of course.  We talked about it and agreed that neither one of us
really cares for the girl's panties idea.   I like how he looks in boy's
briefs.  Besides, the pool is covered on all sides by high bushes, they
can be naked and no one will see, except for us of course."

     Mike said goodbye and decided to log on to the Internet for a little
while.   He went to the same gay chat room to check if the local guy who
told him about 'Carlos' and his back room was there.  No luck, so he went
off to the site that had the pictures of naked teen and pre-teen boys.
It didn't hold the same fascination for him ever since the night he
captured Tommy.  Still, it was something to do before Tommy's mother
retired for the night.

     After fifteen minutes, he decided to check the chat room again
before logging off for the night.   He entered with his handle
'tommysmaster' and was immediately summoned by 'boyhunter' to join him in
a private room using voicechat.   The last time they met, 'boyhunter'
didn't have a microphone so their conversation was limited to typed
messages.  They talked for forty-five minutes.  Early in the conversation,
Mike sensed that this older guy was fishing for details about his
identity.  He was smart enough to avoid that but told him everything that
happened today.  He sensed that the guy might not believe him.  That
prompted him to signal Tommy by flashing the lights.

     Tommy slipped through the hedge row in his PJs and walked in Mike's
bedroom.   He shucked them off and heard Mike order him to heel.  The
command was said loudly for benefit of his Internet friend.  Mike was
sitting at his computer, his cock at full salute when Tommy dropped
down on all fours, next to his left leg.    Mike then told him to stand
and held the microphone up to his mouth.

     "Say hello to my friend, 'Boyhunter'", Mike ordered.

     Tommy was a bit confused by this.  Mike had never done this before.

     "hel... hello", he said.

     "Call him Sir and tell him your name, Mike said.

     "hel... hello, Sir, my name is Tommy."

     "Nice to meet you Tommy.  Your master was telling me how proud he
was of you today.   Do you like the new panties that he bought for you?"

     Tommy was shocked that this total stranger knew about his ordeal.
He flushed with embarrassment and had to be urged by Mike to answer.

     "yes.... i guess so, Sir."

     "I wish I could see you in them.  Your master told me how nice you
look in them.   You are very lucky to have such a generous master, aren't
you?"

     Again, Mike had to urge Tommy to answer.

     "yes....sir."

     "I wish I could have been there to see you in the bathtub with your
new friend.  Your master said that he has red hair and is built very
much like you.   Now that your Master shaved you, you probably look even
more alike.  I hope you have fun tomorrow in the swimming pool."

     Mike said, "I didn't get a chance to tell him about that yet.  You
spoiled the surprise."

     "Tommy, I spoke to Jer... er... my friend and he invited us to go
swimming in his neighbor's pool tomorrow morning.  We'll talk about that
later."

     Boyhunter's ears perked up when he heard the slip.  His friend's
name starts with 'Jer'.   He wrote it down on a pad of paper so he
wouldn't forget it.

     "Sorry I spoiled your surprise, I thought that Tommy knew."

     "That's OK, it was my fault.  I should have said that I didn't get
a chance to tell Tommy."

     Tommy stood there listening with his head bowed.  He didn't like
it that this stranger not only knew what happened today but also knew
what was going to happen tomorrow, before he did.

     "So, tell me Tommy, what are you wearing right now?"

     Tommy looked plaintively at Mike... Mike just shook his head to
indicate that he should tell him.

     "i... i'm wearing a collar and panties."

     Mike looked at him sternly and Tommy quickly added:  'Sir'.

     Mike picked up his digital camera and took a snapshot of Tommy
from the neck down.

     "There's no reason you have to guess, I just took a picture of
him and I'll email it to you later. Tommy doesn't mind, do you Tommy?"

     Tommy was shocked at how Mike was treating him.  He didn't answer
right away until he saw that Mike was getting angry with him.

     "no... i don't mind... Sir", he said unconvincingly.

     "Thanks, I can hardly wait.   If you're half as beautiful as your
master says you are, it certainly will be my pleasure."

     "Would you mind sending me a picture of him with his panties off.  I
want to see that nice looking ass that you described.  It would be even
better if you can also send me a frontal view.  I like little boys that
have no pubic hair."

     Mike didn't like that the guy was getting a bit too demanding, but
he promised to send them anyway.   He was afraid that if he didn't, he
would appear to be weak.

     Mike picked up the camera and ordered Tommy to lower his panties,
loud enough for 'Boyhunter' to hear.

     Tears welled up in Tommy's eyes but he did as he was told.

     Mike snapped both views and then told his Internet friend that he
was going to sign off for now.  They said their good-byes and Mike
logged off.   Feeling a bit ashamed of himself, he hugged Tommy to his
chest and carried him to his bed.  He laid him down on his back and
slipped the panties off his legs.

     Tommy never felt more violated but that didn't stop his limp penis
from raising up.   He felt the bed move as Mike climbed on and lay down
beside him.  He pulled the covers over them and drew Tommy into a spoon
position.

     "You still love me...... don't you Tommy."

     "yessir", was his meek reply.


to be continued.

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