Date: Mon, 07 Jan 2002 11:23:57 +0100 From: Stash Subject: To Whom I Belong part 1 TO WHOM I BELONG by Stash Part I - Changes _____________________________________________________ Please write me an email about what you think. I'd be gladly answering each and every mail. Thanx. write to: stash@directbox.com _____________________________________________________ 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. _____________________________________________________ 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 So, that's about it for part 1 of "To Whom I Belong". Please tell me whate you think! I'm REALLY interested in knowing if you liked the story and how you expect (or hope?) it to continue.... well, at least, if you even do want me to write a sequel at all! ;-) I will gladly reply to all of your emails, unless you ask me not to. Just feel free to write ANYthing you like to stash@directbox.com