Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2001 12:33:48 -0500 (EST)
From: maxwelllite@webtv.net
Subject: Fwd: Lee and me  ch.4

h  In the ensuing days and weeks Lee's domination and mastery over me
grew steadily.
If he had a chore to do such as mowing his rather large lawn he would
say that he was not very good at that and i would find myself pushing
the mower in the hot sun while he watched from an air conditioned patio
area.
One of his other jobs was to wash and wax the family cars. When he
complained that even though he was given an allowance for doing so as he
was also for mowing the lawn  it was something he really hated. I
immediately volunteered saying something stupid like,
" O, i do a good job on my parent's cars, let me do it from now on."
Actually the idea of doing Lee's work while he got paid for it was an
instant turn on for some strange reason. It really made me feel like i
was his slave which was something i had been thinking about more and
more lately.
   The following saturday morning i called on Lee. He had told me to
wear a swimsuit. As we left the house i said,
"Where are we going Lee?"
It occurred to me as i said that, just how insignificant and inferior i
had become. I had no say, it was whatever Lee wanted.
"You'll know when we get there"
was his surly reply.
 We went to Carters house..Worm was waiting outside. When Carter came
out he greeted Lee but not myself which he never did. That was his way
of reducing me to Worms level i figured. They walked ahead together
conversing while worm and i followed silently as usual. It occurred to
me that I still didn't know where we were going. I wondered if Worm
did..probably not.
  Finally i realized we were going to the beach.
We live near the shore and the beach is in walking distance.
  When we had undressed and piled our clothes
Lee said to Carter,
"What do you say we have a race"
"Sure, sounds like fun..for how much"
was his reply.
"How about two dollars"
"O.K. how far"
Lee looked down the beach and after some thought said,
"Lets make it to the bath house by the amusement park"
I figured that was almost a mile and i had no doubt as to how this race
was to be run and who would be ridden and who would be riders.

Carter made a line in the sand with his foot as a starting point and
Worm who was evidently used to performing in this way for his master,
which is how i and everyone else saw the relationship between these two,
got on his knees and leaned forward on his palms with his head bowed
making his shoulders easier to be mounted.

I was fascinated by this scene..Carter with his magnificent physique, so
sure, so confident and Worm somewhat flabby and a bit overweight on his
knees humbly waiting to be mounted and it suddenly occurred to me that
there was nothing wrong or out of place here. It was all correct and
quite natural. Then i looked at Lee who was standing there with his
hands on his hips looking down to Worm and then to me as if to say, well
what are you waiting for.

In the moment that i hesitated a myriad of thoughts went through my
mind. Here was this newcomer to the scene, so different from the crowd,
and how quickly he had assumed the mantle of leadership i had held while
reducing me to flunkey and lackey status, already an object of ridicule
much as Worm was. I studied his handsome face.. smug, arrogant and
cruel..especially cruel. That should have been a turn off for me but
that was the very thing that was a turn on. I thought about how
nonchalantly Lee and Carter had discussed the conditions for the race.
It was not who would be riders and who would be pony's..that was
understood. I suppose i should have been insulted but i was not..i
actually liked the idea.
I liked their confidence, their certainty of who they were and what we
were. And finally as i noted Lee built much like Carter, only more so, i
realized that Worm and i were not even in their league and got on my
knees next to Worm feeling that was exactly where i belonged.
Then just as Worm had done, i bent forward and bowed my head for Lee's
convenience.
The pressure at the base of my neck indicated that he was pleased and
even excited by my acquiescent behavior.

A tug upward on my hair.. someone said, "Go"
and we were off. I had carried Lee on my shoulders at the beach before,
but in a more relaxed manner and never in a race. I quickly found myself
behind. Lee definitely not pleased began digging his heels rhythmically
into my sides demanding more speed and effort.
First the right, then the left and so on.
When the gap closed only slightly he changed his strategy. Both heels
dug in at the same time frantically. Running in the sand was causing my
upper thighs to ache and Lee's weight had the same effect on my back and
shoulders. His strategy seemed to have the desired effect as i in the
hope that he might let up the pounding to my ribs exerted maximum effort
and soon drew even with Worm who i could see was sweating profusely as
was i.
I had not noticed earlier but Carter had evidently picked up a short
switch like object and began using it mercilessly on Worms near naked
buttocks casing crimson stripes to appear and the grimaces on Worms face
indicated it was not a pleasant experience to say the least. I don't
know why but i suddenly had a greater respect and admiration for Carter.
To think that anyone would have the chutzpah or superior attitude to do
that to someone was mind blowing. Despite that i must have been in
better shape than Worm as i opened up a sizable lead. I assumed at that
point i would get some relieve from Lee's pounding but that was not
forthcoming. Lee was evidently enjoying himself to much and continued,
even increasing my punishment all the way to the finish line. I remember
thinking..it's up to him, i have nothing to say about it. If it gives
him pleasure why should he stop and i actually admired him as i had
earlier  Carter..Maybe i was getting delirious.  i almost collapsed from
exhaustion to my hands and knees. Lee pushed my head down and walked
forward from me laughing as Carter reached the finish line still
stripping Worms butt. Worm also collapsed to his hands and knees. Carter
cursing and angry  for having lost kicked Worm in the butt causing him
to fall forward sputtering as sand filled his mouth. Lee and Carter
looked at one another and laughed hysterically. It was one of the very
few times i have seen Lee laugh.
When Worm and i had washed off in the surf we all headed back. Lee and
Carter still riding, although at a more leisurely pace this time.