Date: Fri, 23 Jun 2017 23:26:47 +0200
From: bruno estaban <brunoest@mail.com>
Subject: Bruno's story.  Part one.

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I was excited to be going to stay with my step uncle again in the summer
holidays, and just hoped that now I was a bit older the games we played
together when I was younger might become even more exciting. But let me
tell you about myself first, before I tell my story of what took place on
that visit and beyond.

I was twelve and a half when this took place. I know I was a good looking
boy because I had noticed as I grew up how people looked at me and
particularly I started to notice one or two men at the swimming pool who
could hardly take their eyes of me, but then, I always wore my very brief
speedo and made little attempt to keep it pulled up for maximum coverage! I
had fair hair and blue eyes and had worked on my tan to a nice honey
colour. Being so active I was slender and carryied no extra fat, in fact,
let's face it, I was a very attractive boy! I loved all sport but
especially running and swimming and was in both of those school teams.

I live alone with Mum now in Spain, since my Step Dad left home a year
ago. I really missed him at first, even though he had often taken his belt
to me for very minor offences, but herein lies the tale. I had found that I
actually enjoyed being beaten! Now in later life I realise that I was in
fact a masochist, a type of person that in those early days I did not know
existed! I suppose it was the way Dad had developed a sort of punishment
ritual. I would be sent to wait for Him to arrive with his strap, or
sometimes a cane. He would tell me to wait standing in the middle of the
room naked but for my bikini briefs and hold onto a loop of rope which he
had hung ready from the central beam. He would lecture me then about how
bad I had been and I was to get ten strokes of the belt or cane on the
bare. I actually preferred the belt when he would stripe both my back and
buttocks in a session whereas the cane would be on butt only and was more
painful! While I stood holding the rope and awaiting my punishment he would
come over to me while looking me up and down, and then slowly lower my
briefs and my already semi rigid cock would spring out. Now he had me naked
and ready to be beaten and I could see he really enjoyed it!

I soon learned that if I let go of the rope early in the beating he would
stop, then making a big show of it, cross to the chest in the corner, pick
up a length of cord, and tie my hands firmly to the rope loop. By now, of
course, I would have a full stiffie which he would comment on before
telling me that we had to start over again! Of course, as I have said, I
enjoyed the feeling of being tied and sometimes in this way would get
nearly twenty strokes instead of ten!

I never did know why but it was true that in some wierd way I simply
enjoyed being naked and helpless while knowing that Dad was really enjoying
beating me as he belaboured my small excited naked form struggling and
wriggling under my bound wrists! When he had finished and I would by then
have tears streaming down my face, he would undo his trousers and drop them
and come to me naked. With great compassion for my suffering he would
gently masturbate me to climax before giving me a hug, and himself having a
huge orgasm and ejaculation.  No wonder he wanted to have the excuse to
beat me, and no wonder I enjoyed giving him the excuses to do so!

My step uncle was very like my step Dad to look at and I hoped he would
have the same thoughts about me! I had stayed with him before my real Dad
left the country and later left my Mum. We had played tie up games and he
would tie me in various ways and although he would often have me in just
pyjamas bottoms, pants or even a speedo, he never actually made any sexual
advance on me. Now I thought, with my Dad gone, it would be different! I
have to say here that I think Mum knew very well what sort of things might
be going on and she certainly knew what my step Dad had been doing to me
when I was ten and eleven. But now I was twelve and I guess she thought I
could make my own mind up as to what to accept! She bought my clothes from
time to time and before I went to uncle she bought me some new undies.
White and very brief, in fact virtually thongs. I don't know where she got
them from but they were so sexy and she insisted on me posing for her in
them when they arrived and needless to say I could not do so without a very
obvious erection. She clearly liked this and remarked that it was obvious
that I was growing up! I should maybe point out here that at the time of
this account the age of consent in Spain was thirteen for a boy and I was
almost there!  Subsequently this has been changed in line with world
opinion.

The day arrived at last for my stay with uncle Tomas, and my few clothes
were packed, my speedos (important as Uncle had a good sized pool} and in
my usual garb of thin white cotton shorts, my bikini undies beneath and a
tee shirt I awaited the arrival of Tomas. I was further excited when he
came that he drove a smart sports car, bright red and open topped. I rushed
out to say hello when he drew up and he climbed out and stood looking me up
and down before offering a good hug and telling me that "goodnes I had
grown into a good looking boy since he last saw me. Mum came out and they
chatted for a bit and I caught them looking over at me from time to time
but eventually. with my meagre clothes bag aboard we started off for
uncle's villa about an hours drive away. As we drove my uncle started
querying me about my Dad.

"Tell me Bruno, did you get on well with your step Dad and do you miss
him?" I decided to tell the truth and hope it led to the sort of things
that I found I had enjoyed when step Dad punished me!

"Oh yes Uncle, I sort of loved him, even if he did beat me a lot. I mean, I
did not mind being beaten if I had been naughty and somehow, even when he
tied me up and I was being thrashed, I mean I think you know he used to tie
me up and thrash me, I still loved him and even in a weird way sort of
enjoyed it. I have to admit that often I even did something to annoy him on
purpose!"

"I was really praying that you would say that Bruno because I have a little
present for you!" and so saying he guided the car to a stop in a lay by
that was empty.

"Take off you shirt boy, shuffle forward and put your hands behind your
back!" he ordered me and meanwhile he produced from the glove pocket a set
of shiny handcuffs which he proceeded to fasten on my wrists! I was excited
and in a sort of heaven as this happened and my cock became rock hard as he
finished fastening my hands behind me. He leant over me and gently felt the
tent in my shorts and chuckled. "You and I are going to have quite a
holiday my boy, just you wait until you see what I have for you at my villa
and the things we do! I say we, because since the last time you came to
stay I have met a small group of boys from the sea scouts and we play some
games I am sure now, that you are going to enjoy!

Having secured my hands behind me he indid my belt buckle which I pushed up
and out to him for easy access, then the zip of my fly before ordering me
to lift my buttocks so he could get my shorts off. I pleaded that someone
might see me and that I only had very brief pants but he just chuckled and
I was enjoying his attention anyway so lifted up for him to slide my shorts
down my bare brown slender hairless legs. He removed my sandals at the same
time so I was naked but for my thong like pants!

"You look fantastic to me boy, those pants are really sexy and your young
body looks really ready for what I have in mind. I think my sea scout boys
are going to enjoy initiating you into our group, but we will soon see!"

"Uncle, what will they want to do to me? Will I be tied up and put through
various painful tests? Can you tell me anything more?" I sat back in the
seat and enjoyed the cool air blowing over my body, I enjoyed he sensation
of my hands being manacled behind me.

"You will just have to wait and see my boy. I think you will enjoy it from
what I have seen of you. You say you have been beaten often by my brother,
your step uncle of course, and clearly you enjoyed that. This maybe will be
a bit more strenuous but you look well able to take it!" His spare hand
strayed to my pants to feel my erection where my uncircumcised cock was
going mad in twitching excitement!

The car arrived at an imposing villa set way back from the road in a walled
enclosure and I could see beyond the villa a wooded area which was
apparently all within the walls. Tomas brought out an automatic gate
release and the gate slid open to let us in, closing behing us to leave us
in our own private world. Immediately two boys about my age came running
out to meet us. Both were dressed only in thongs and were well tanned and
athletic looking. Tomas climbed out and gave each of them a hug before
turning to me.

"Jean, Jorge, this is Bruno, a new boy to stay for a few days!" As the boys
came round to my side and I started to get out I realised that I was still
manacled and worse, still erect in my little pants, but I need not have
worried. The grinning boys instead of shaking hands gave me a hug each and
I noticed they deliberately pushed their swim thongs against my thinner
pants so that they could feel my erection against their also rather bulging
pouches!

"You will enjoy it here I am sure!" piped Jean who seemed to be the leader
of the two. "I expect Sir has told you that you will have to be initiated
and maybe that will be more than you are used to! Have you ever been
whipped Bruno, or suspended on a cross, because it may be both for you. We
have both had it done to us, and it is not too bad, in fact it is fantastic
at the end when you are allowed to cum!" He paused a moment and Jorge spoke
up.

"Yeah Bruno, can you cum yet, you look as though you can. I can't quite do
it yet but I am only just twelve, Jean here can shoot a long way but he is
thirteen anyway and even has a little hair there!"

"Shut up you boys!" Tomas said. "Carry Bruno's bag to your dormitory and
then show him around the villa and grounds. Look sharp, and then return to
me, I will be beside the pool."

"Sir" it was Jean again,"Can you release his hands now?"

"No way boys, that is the way he must stay until he is put to his test. He
will remain tied until his initiation tomorrow first thing in the
morning. It will be in the woods and I think you both know what that means
but I think he can stand it and from first impressions may actually enjoy
it!"

"But how will he shower and get into bed?" a puzzled voice from Jorge.

"You two will wash him, get him onto the bed and I will come and secure him
correctly for his first night of bondage. Do you understand boys, he is to
be put through his paces with no quarter given until he has been through
his first experience in the wood!"

The boys led me away to show me around and I got along behind them as best
I could. When I was shown my bed I noticed the chains from each bed post
corner I felt my erection which had been slowly going limp come back up to
full hardness as I realised that my daydreams were to come true and
last. After a trip around the villa in which I was shown the punishment
room with whips and chains hanging on the walls and an X cross and
stretching rack on one side, I was taken down to the wood which was a short
walk, and on following a grassy path we came to a small clearing and I
stopped in amazement and my cock started a frantic twitching as I saw what
stood in the middle of the clearing.

"Oh, oh wow, is that to be used for my initiation?" I stammered as I stared
at the object. I felt Jean's young hands reach around to my crotch and
fondle my erection.

"Don't worry Bruno, it hurts a lot but wil do no damage to you and we have
both been on it more than once and Sir really enjoys watching us struggle.
Anyway you seem to be pretty excited!" he added as he groped me.

After that small preview of the estate and what might happen to me, I was
guided back to the villa where Tomas was waiting. "Are you frightened then
young Bruno, answer truthfully!"

"Well Sir, yes I am a bit but it looks fantastic and I am looking forward
to being dealt with in the morning. I trust you Sir, I will do anything
that you want to do to me, and I want you to enjoy initiating me!"

Please do comment and give ideas. I am sure some of you will guess what is
going to happen to young Bruno in the morning after his night of bondage.
All comments welcome to spur on the next chapter!

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