A Matter of Control

A Matter of Control By Steam Train (steam_t2007@yahoo.com)

Chapter: 2

Dad started his induction at Johnson Concrete Castings on the Monday and for the next days I was to have had time to myself. Time to just `veg' out but by the time we had left the BBQ dad had made sure that there was no chance of that!

My new friend Jimmy had suggested to his dad, Mark Johnson that it might be a good idea if I came over to their place so I could meet up with guys my own age down here at West Cove and so it had been arranged before we left the BBQ for me to go over to spend the Monday with James Johnson.

The next morning brought another new experience for me. I travelled in a rickshaw pulled by a company owned pony slave. I had seen dad being picked up earlier that day by a similar rickshaw driven by Mr. Mark Johnson as he left to begin his induction at J. C. C. and had greatly desired to ride in one myself.

Motor vehicles were expensive to run and maintain since the great crash and so as a fuel conservation measure, rickshaws were used for nearly all short trips around town by the well to do of West Cove to get to their many and varied appointments.

Jimmy drove the rickshaw over and picked me up. It was only a relatively short trip from our new residence to the Johnson Compound. Jimmy's father's residence shared the expansive and secure residential compound with the residences of the other two Johnson brothers and their sister Mrs. Norton-Johnson.

There were many acres between the respective mansions and to all visual intent each appeared totally separated from its nearest neighbours in the compound.

Jimmy informed me when I questioned him why he was holding a whip, that it was considered inconvenient and ineffective to speak to a pony slave whilst it was pulling. Whips were much more precise in conveying the driver's requirements, as no slave ever failed to feel the sting of the whip, while they often claimed not to have heard a verbal command.

He whispered in my ear so the pony slave could not hear, "I don't use it very much and then only lightly but I'm Mark Johnson's son and certain things are expected of me. I have to keep up the pretence. My little brother doesn't even bother to try but I can't see the point in rousing dad's anger unnecessarily. My dad has very traditional and conservative views when it comes to slaves."

As we were pulled over to Jimmy's place he informed me all about pony slaves. He explained how a rickshaw was meant to be pulled at a steady trot by the pony slave who must attempt to maintain elegance in his movements at all times, by leaning back a little, lifting his knees high, holding his head erect, and keeping his shoulders back whilst maintaining a constant smile. No slave Jimmy said will do all this constantly without encouragement, so the whip must be flicked from time to time as a reminder. Jimmy said It was even considered good form to have a few trickles of blood decorating a pony slave's back but that he mostly just flicked the whip in the air close to the pony, rarely actually hitting it's skin.

As we went along Jimmy proceeded to show me just how this was done in practice. The pony slave was not totally naked; he was of course wearing his slave collar which as everyone knows is all a slave really needs to wear if in service out of the regular sight of free citizens. However in public it seems, it was considered in keeping with appropriate moral standards that a pony slave should be decorated so as to remove part of this stark nakedness.

Thus our pony slave wore a blue silk ribbon tied in a nice bow round his penis and scrotum which were prominently displayed thanks to the wearing of a genital ring, as well as small bells attached to his nipples, ears and penis rings that pleasantly jingled as he strutted along. He wore no footwear and on his shaven bald head he wore a bright orange sun visor. It shaded his eyes from the strong oppressive sun I guess, but its real purpose Jimmy informed me, was nothing to with the slaves comfort. The wearing of orange head gear gave the rickshaw right of away under law before motorized traffic.

Our pony slave was not very old. His shaven body again made it hard to estimate his age but it could not have been more than twenty. Unlike Pie the pony slave was shaved from head to toe. The top of his head which was not protected by the sun visor was blistered from the Florida sun and his slave registration number was tattooed on his upper left and right arms and the brand of Johnson Concrete Castings was seared into his left buttocks identifying the slave as company property.

Apart from his rings, he was wearing blinkers, harness and a belly-strap which attached him to the rickshaw. There were heavy brass restraints on his wrists with an equally heavy chain strung between them and a steel bit was placed between his teeth, making speech for him impossible.

Our pony slave was obviously a well used item from the company's pony pool as his buttocks were bruised and his back was covered in welts. On the positive side for one so young his body was very lean and hard; his thighs were thick and strong and his calves were as solid as bricks from all the running and exercise.

The rickshaw he pulled was a light, two-wheeled carriage carried on very large diameter bicycle wheels. There was a luxuriously padded, deep leather bench for the driver and one passenger, and two highly polished wooden shafts came forward, for the pony slave to be attached between and pull the rickshaw. The two side panels and the back of the seat above the luggage rack were emblazoned with the Johnson Concrete Castings logo.

Jimmy's father's residence was equally as impressive as Ralph Johnson's residence. It was a two story white painted timber mansion. Wide shady verandah's enclosed all sides of the building on both the ground and top floor and all windows had plantation shutters that could be closed across the multiple sets of French doors that opened out onto the balconies. The front entrance was actually on the right hand side of the mansion and consisted of a protruding marble portico under which the pony slave stopped to allow us to disembark. This unusual arrangement allowed the landscaped lawns and formal gardens to flow right up to the front verandah uninterrupted by the gravel drive.

Jimmy's room proved to be like Henry's. It was an apartment. A separate bedroom with a marble finished bathroom attached that were entered via a sitting room. Jimmy's room unlike Henry's also had a small kitchen in a nook off the sitting room. Plush deep burgundy leather chairs were spaced around the room facing the audio home theatre system and a writing desk was located in front of one of the sets of French doors. The other two sets of doors were open allowing a pleasant breeze to flow into the room.

"Very nice" I complimented sincerely. My own room in our new house was huge compared to what I had in New Hampshire but Jimmy's sitting room was as larger and on top of that there was the separate bedroom as well!

Jimmy took me out through the French doors onto the wide sweeping balcony that ran completely around the top floor of the mansion and seated me in a padded cane chair that was there for his use. An elderly slave dressed very formally emerged from a doorway further along the balcony and served iced tea and cucumber sandwiches. This was just so different to my life in New Hampshire. It felt strange but I was quickly beginning to see why slavery held such an appeal to those who lived on the right side of it!

It was very peaceful and relaxing up on the 1st floor balcony. A refreshing breeze wafted the sounds of Eugenie and Edward and their friends swimming in the pool. I hoped we would join them as I was still not used to the Florida heat.

"So Jimmy what is the plan for today?" I asked.

"Henry is coming over to join us and we will probably play Master and Slave. That's been our usual game for nearly two years now when we get alone here at my house. I don't have a personal servant like he does so in some ways I get more privacy so we only play Master and Slave' here in my rooms where we are not likely to get interrupted. `Genie' and Ed are down at the pool with their friends and Victoria spends half her life in her rooms on the other side of the house so she wont disturb us" Jimmy responded.

"Master and Slave, what sort of game is that I don't think I have heard of it" I asked?

"Oh it's our little game that Henry and I derived. Nearly two years ago when he was still 11, I walked in on Henry when he thought he was alone and he was pretending to be a slave being dominated by his master. Since then I have kept his little secret and allowed him to live out his fantasy. When we can get alone over here at my place Henry is taken down quite a few pegs so he's no longer so snotty and pretentious. Henry Johnson goes from thinking of himself as something special, being the eldest male of the eldest Johnson brother to a humble slave boy."

"When we play `Master and Slave' gone is Henry's officious and confident manner as a young master. Sometimes you can even see the fear of a real slave in his eyes. He knows I will broker no slackness or attitude from him as he plays a slave in my presence."

To say I was surprised that the ever so confident young master Henry Johnson who was about to enter the 8th grade would submit to such humiliation is an understatement. Yet the thought of this occurring stirred my groin.

We were still finishing our iced tea and sandwiches when Henry arrived and was escorted by a slave up to join us.

After initial pleasantries conversation turned to the days activities and Henry was really annoyed and then worried that Jimmy had told me about their game.

"It's private, Jimmy, between us and only us, you promised never to tell anyone!" Henry forcefully asserted.

"I know, but though I only met Drew at the BBQ I can tell, he's one of us!" Jimmy responded.

Henry looked at me as if trying to see into my brain and inner thoughts.

"One of what?" I innocently asked.

"Gay" was Jimmy's short reply.

The answer may have been short but it thundered through my head. He knew; I suspected as much from the BBQ, had I been that obvious trying to sit near him?

If he saw straight through me did others?

"Are you a gay boy Drew" Henry asked?

... "No ... I mean ... I don't know" I stuttered out then surprising even myself I burst out crying. I felt so shamed.

Jimmy got out of his chair and came over and hugged me. The touch of his smooth silky skin on mine, the aroma of his cologne, the subtle fragrance of jasmine and musk, I didn't want the moment to end.

"Sorry Drew, I shouldn't have been so straight forward in confronting you. But you are gay aren't you? I am and so is Henry. There is nothing wrong in liking other guys. Hell you can't get it off with a girl these days till you are married or the girl or you risk life enslavement."

"No that's alright; I just thought my feelings were unique. I didn't realise my gayness was so obvious, it was a shock that's all." I looked Jimmy in the eyes and through my sobs which were easing I smiled and said, "You can keep hugging me a while longer it makes me fell much better."

"Quick learner I see, but not out here on the balcony" Henry commented.

Jimmy just chuckled, ruffled my hair and moved back to his chair.

When he had made himself comfortable and was again sipping at his iced tea he said to me, "Drew the conservative views on life that are now the norm for society after the great crash, especially those on sex are very restrictive. I have read that in the past before the great crash, guys even of Henry and my age would have been experimenting in sexual acts with girls and some with guys, and then broadening those experiences when they reached later teens or early twenties."

"I don't know any younger or older guys who have had sex with anyone but a slave and are not likely too until they are safely married. Free girls are just not willing to let you fuck them now, as the penalty for illegitimate births is automatic slavery for the woman and child unless the female can prove that the sex had been "illegally forced", and obtain an authorized abortion. For that to occur the female needs to be able to demonstrate who the father was by DNA testing. The penalty is then reversed and the father faces enslavement for life."

"It's so fucking severe Drew" Henry added, "With the laws against premarital sex weighted against us guys and the social stigma around these parts of an openly gay relationship between free guys meaning you got to hide your sexual preferences and activity. Our parents expect us to start out on the same sort of life as they have been living and any sort of "youth rebellion" against those morals and values is no longer even remotely possible or tolerated."

"It's ironic you know Drew" Jimmy continued, our parents let us be serviced once we turn 12 by slaves and even fuck female and male slaves once we turn 16 but the thought that we would want a more loving sexual relationship between equals, not master and slave does not seem to enter their consciousness." I often wonder if they ever really were our age once!"

"So there you have it Drew boy, Jimmy and I are having it off with each other in private. What do you think of that?" Henry asked me.

I thought about my answer then decided to throw all caution to the wind, "Lucky you, wish it was me!" I replied.

"See I told ya Henry" Jimmy said with a smile.

"Yeah well ok this time! Drew seems ok, but talk to me first next time before you let anyone else in on our secret ok" Henry asserted."

"No probs cous, no probs!" Jimmy replied.

"I'm not telling anyone, trust me" I informed them both before anything more could be said.

"Time for `Master and Slave' I guess only this time our hairless little slave will have two masters to please. Let's get inside and close the doors." Jimmy asserted.

Henry blushed at the hairless comment but the small bulge in his shorts told me he was well and truly into this game.

On Jimmy's order Henry stripped off all his clothing and revealed his hairless immature body. His little erect penis was again sticking straight out just under three inches long nestled over his small plump scrotum with it's marble sized testicles very noticeable.

Jimmy said to me as Henry stood naked before us, "We might enjoy a loving relationship but Henry enjoys a bit of domination as well. Treat his like the slave he is for the next hour or so, don't spare him if he stuffs up. There are no second chances for slaves in this game are there `Baldy'?"

"No sir, Master James, Henry replied promptly like an obedient well trained slave boy.

"Call him `Baldy' during the game Drew that's his slave name.

"Ok" I said cautiously.

"Baldy undress your masters so you can service us" Jimmy ordered.

Soon Jimmy was totally naked exposing his nearly hairless body to full view in front of me for the first time. My penis was throbbing at full erection as I took in the sight of his thin penis sticking up erect at a forty-five degree angle from the horizontal in its four inches of glory. Jimmy's hardly visible tiny sparse patch of short blond pubic hair growing immediately above his penis was the only other hair on his body except for his head. His armpits were hairless as were his arms and legs except for a scattering of immature childhood fuzz.

All too soon for my wishes, Baldy was working on my clothes, removing my navy polo and then my sandals followed by my khaki cargo shorts and finally my blue and black checked cotton boxers. People said I was an attractive boy though I was not tall for my age standing just over five feet tall and weighing just under a hundred pounds. I have dark brown hair and deep brown eyes, a firm but not muscular chest and tummy and my voice has not yet broken. Again like in Henry's room all eyes were staring at my exposed groin taking in the sight of my plump tight scrotum and my 3 ¼ inch slender penis which as I said was already fully erect and pointing directly out at Baldy.

My saving grace from total humiliation and embarrassment was that Henry as his slave name `Baldy' suggested was still totally bald in the pubic area like me and he was twelve months older. As well my erect penis though as skinny and immature looking as Henry's was at least a ¼ of an inch longer, size may not be everything but for a guy my age and with a little boy penis every ¼ of an inch helps.

"Take your position Baldy we will let our visiting master fuck you first" Jimmy instructed the blushing Henry.

"You don't mean ... Like up his ass? I couldn't ... I--I ... fuck!!!" I exclaimed in a nervous stutter.

"Yeah that's right, a fuck you got it Drew" Jimmy retorted with a smile.

Henry, blushing a bright scarlet, at the thought of anyone but Jimmy fucking him lay on his back on Jimmy's huge bed. Jimmy prop up his ass using his pillows then dashed off to his bathroom and returned with a tube of lubricant. Jimmy squeezed some onto his hands and moved over and greased up my penis.

The first touch of Jimmy's hands sent trembles through my loins and my penis throbbed and heaved as the ministrations of Jimmy's hands sent new and awesome tremors through my body as I quickly approached orgasm. I didn't want Jimmy to stop but when I was well lubed he turned and began rubbing the lube up Henry's anus lubricating his sphincter with his greasy middle finger.

I knew slaves fucked each other a lot. I had heard my parents and others talk about this. I had even heard my mother state, "What else is there for a slave to do at night except play with your fellow slaves? Fucking is the only bit of pleasure they get, and the only partners they have to fuck is their fellow slaves, which means slaves of the same sex as male and female slaves are always kept segregated. I also knew that guys could fuck each other, and that older guys and men often fucked slaves but of course I was not yet 16 and so I'd never done it myself and, in our moral times, there were no pictures or descriptions of it, so I didn't really know what to do!"

Jimmy made me kneel between Henry's legs and position my penis at his greased entrance. I closed my eyes as Jimmy instructed me to push my throbbing little erection between Henry's ass cheeks. My greased penis pushed against Henry's sphincter which resisted my intruding organ at first but ever so slowly as I pushed down, I began to enter Henry and he inhaled sharply and grunted. The nearly 14 year old son of the President of my fathers work was being fucked by me!

Lying on his back I could see Henry's face as I moved up and down fucking his ass. He looked so humiliated being fucked by a younger boy. As I studied his face I reached the point of no return, my body shuddered and bucked uncontrollably as an intense almost dry orgasm pulsed through my loins causing me to cry out in utter ecstasy as I pumped three small deposits of clear ejaculate into Henry's rectum.

Whilst Jimmy fucked Henry's now well lubricated rectum, I took myself off to Jimmy's bathroom to wash Henry's fecal matter from my penis before I puked.

When I returned Jimmy was crying out, "Oh yes, yesss yessss as he shot his own semen up into Henry. When Jimmy had recovered sufficiently he informed me the game was over but that he wanted me to lay down on the bed as it was my turn to be fucked by Henry and then him.

"No Jimmy, don't it will hurt. I'm a virgin." I pleaded.

But my pleas were ignored.

"Can't stay a virgin for ever Drew boy" Henry said.

"We will be gentle Drew, better this way than someone who is not as caring" Jimmy responded whilst grabbing my hand and squeezing it tight in an act of reassurance.

After Jimmy had been to the bathroom I soon found myself in the same position as Henry had been with the pillows propped under me.

"Don't squirm so much Drew or I will have to tan that white bottom of your to make you compliant" Jimmy snickered.

I shuddered nervously as I felt Jimmy spread open the cheeks of my bottom and the cool air blow over my exposed anus as Jimmy rubbed the lube over my sphincter and then after Henry took up the position only minutes earlier I had occupied I felt the head of his 3 inch penis began to try and push past my virgin sphincter and try to shove into my rectum.

Instinctly, I clamped down hard frantically trying to keep Henry's invading penis out.

"Let me in fuck boy" Henry grunted.

Henry made a renewed effort to break through my sphincter and Jimmy told me to take a deep breath and try to relax.

I had tears in my eyes as I tried to do so. Sensing my sphincter momentarily relax Henry pushed hard and I shrieked out "Arrrrrrgggggghhhhh as I was violated.

Slowly I was entered by Henry trying to minimize my pain as Jimmy leaned over and kissed my mouth whilst he stroked my shaking body. I sucked in some added oxygen between kisses. The only man who had ever kissed me before was my dad and lately as I got older we no longer did that either. Of course what Jimmy was doing was a far different type of kiss and I certainly had never done anything like that before. I was so surprised at Jimmy's actions that my mouth dropped half open momentarily in astonishment and instantly Jimmy's moist, hot tongue was in my mouth, and probing around. I pulled back at once feeling still that kissing and fondling other guys was wrong but Jimmy came at my mouth again and this time I opened for him.

Never had anything been inserted into my rectum before and as Jimmy and I passionately kissed, I could feel Henry push in as far as his tiny 3 inch erection would go. I was glad at that moment that he was so small. The pain was intense yet in a strange way deeply stimulating. When Henry began to move his penis up and down in the classic fucking action I confess that between my pain and moans there was indeed also some pleasure in his manipulations. The proof lay in my little boy penis which had again erected to total hardness within seconds of my virginity being taken and henrys fucking action commencing.

After a while the pain subsided and I was no longer yelling in pain but moaning in pleasure when Jimmy all of a sudden stopped kissing and informed me that he was going to stick his penis in my mouth.

"If I feel a single tooth, look out" he informed me.

So as Henry fucked away inside my anus, Jimmy stuck his 4 inch erection into my mouth and began to fuck my mouth.

Henry was taking his time savoring the hot tightness of my rectum and then as Jimmy was fucking my mouth Henry reached down in front and began to jerk my throbbing erection off. My head began to spin as the pleasures of this multi faceted attack on the pleasure points of my young body overcame me!

The feeling of my prostate being stimulated as my rectum was fucked at the same time as my throbbing penis was being milked and my mouth fucked, bought me quickly to the edge, and soon I let out an unrestrained "Aaaaarrrrrggggggghhhhhhh" as my body convulsed to wave after wave of the strongest orgasm yet of my short life. It may have been a dry cum this time but the absolute blinding pleasure will take some beating.

The tightening of my sphincter during the spasms of joy immediately set Henry off and he began to fire long deep thrusts into me grunting and moaning like an animal before collapsing with a cataclysmic dry orgasm.

Almost simultaneously a series of quick long strokes by Jimmy within my mouth ended some moments later with a blast of his watery cum shooting in my mouth causing me to cough as it clogged in my gagging throat.

Henry left us and went to the bathroom to wash my fecal matter from his rapidly deflating penis and Jimmy positioned himself to enter me.

I was sore and didn't really want to suffer the pain again but this was Jimmy and I knew already I had fallen in love with him. I loved his firm almost hairless body, his cute tiny patch of virgin pubes, the smell of his body and most of all I liked the person. His personality was just what I desired. Henry was not in the same league. I enjoyed the sex with Henry but I loved James!

Jimmy promised to be very gentle and careful of my soreness and started by gently playing with my sphincter. I never realised the skin around there could be so sensitive and I giggled. Jimmy looked up at me and smiled. Fuck he is so cute especially when he smiles. I think he knew from my expression that I was totally infatuated with him. I was his and he knew it!

Gradually, I relaxed and my sphincter opened accepting one and then two fingers as Jimmy kept his promise to stretch me carefully before my second fuck. When he was ready he then used a lot of lube and carefully replaced his fingers with his erect four inch shaft. He did it so carefully that unlike when Henry entered me I did not know that he was in me until he began pumping in and out and hit my prostate sending instant shudders through my again erect penis.

As Jimmy pumped away Henry bought his penis close to my mouth. I had learnt now what to do. He didn't need to prompt me.

I gazed at Henry's flaccid penis which I had not seen before in any state but erect. It was at that moment so shrunk that the shaft of his penis was barely even visible, all I could see was Henry's little circumcised head sticking out from his groin like a small knob above his small tightly pulled scrotum. I reached up and gently kissed his scrotum then placed several kisses up the length of Henry's quickly erecting penis shaft before kissing the tip of his penis.

I could sense that Jimmy was nearing his climax so I slid Henry's penis into my mouth. Henry's tiny penis was no different to Jimmy's bigger shaft. Both surprised me by being softer and more rubbery than I expected. With Henry's now fully erect 3 inch penis in my mouth I began sliding my lips up and down his throbbing pulsating shaft. Up and down, up and down I went in rhythm with Jimmy's fucking motions. I kept sucking and sucking and sucking and....

As Jimmy groaned and came inside me Henry's penis throbbed between my lips as he squealed out in ecstasy and reached another dry climax. I slowly released Henry's saliva covered penis from my mouth as Jimmy equally slowly removed his penis from my anus.

"How was that Drew?" Jimmy asked between pants.

"Awesome, just so awesome, it felt so good guys, just so good" I blurted out.

"Yep no doubt about it Jimmy, he's gay" Henry responded with a smile

"Yep I think you got it right" said Jimmy.

After that the three of us dressed for a swim and went down to the pool.

Edward was in the pool with two of his school friends, eleven year old Ron, who had a chubby round freckled face and a mop of light brown hair that at that time was plastered down from swimming in the pool. He was wearing black and white board shorts and one look at his body told me he was still pre pubescent. With them in the pool was twelve year old Jon who has an athletic build, black hair and hazel eyes and could possibly have been at the early stages of puberty but what was hidden behind his navy blue and red swim shorts I could not tell. His chest, legs and underarms as you would expect for a 12 year old were still hairless.

Around the pool Jimmy's sister Eugenie or `Genie' as Jimmy called her was sun baking with two of her cousins and a friend.

Genie was tall for her 12 years of age but wearing a bikini she revealed she had almost flat AA-cup breasts and a featureless boy like body which had yet to develop the curves of an older female teen. Her cousin Rebecca Norton-Johnson aged 12 looked very pretty in her aqua bikini. She had light brown hair and brown eyes, and small A-cup breasts which though small were noticeable compared to Genie's almost flat chest. Sandra her younger sister was 11 years old, as tall as Rebecca but thin and boyish in appearance with narrow brown eyes and short brown hair. Last time I had seen her she was wearing blue cut off jeans and an oversized plain white tee shirt that hid any sign of breast development but today her one piece swim suit revealed a flat featureless little girl.

Jimmy introduced the third girl as 12 year old Kimberley Slade. She was Henry informed me one of the most popular girls in Genies grade. Kimberley, Rebecca and Eugenie were all going into the 7th grade the same grade I was about to enter. They would all be my class mates.

One look at Kimberley told me why she was so popular. She was tall for a 12 year old with long legs, shinny blonde hair that was tied back by an elastic band before flowing down over her shoulders. She had blue eyes, perfect teeth, high cheekbones, a dimpled chin, a killer behind.

Henry who was also in Kimberley's grade informed me that Kimberley along with Patti Stanley were the first girls in my new grade to get breasts last year in 6th grade at school. They certainly were very firm prominent specimens and drew my eyes to them. Jimmy said the way Patti Stanley and Kimberley flaunted their blossoming breasts at school and around town; they were obviously their pride and joy!

Her rounded firm breasts were clearly visible behind the tight fitting skimpy yellow bikini top she was wearing. I could even make out the profile of her small protruding nipples through the thin fabric. Her bikini bottom was an equally tight fitting almost thong like piece of thin fabric that only just covering her pubic triangle and butt cheeks. Through the fabric I could make out no impressions caused by even the smallest tuft of pubic hair, making me wonder wether Kimberley shaved the hair on her crotch. What I could see visible through the moist yellow fabric was the outline of her slit, which through the fabric appeared smooth and unpronounced.

We spent a long time in the pool having water fights with Ed and his friends. Maybe it was my hidden gay tendencies but back in New Hampshire in the middle of summer when it was warm enough I had become expert at pantsing my friends. The fleeting quickly taken glance of their suddenly exposed genitals had been a real turn on. So during the course of our time in the pool I convinced Jimmy and Henry to assist me and first off on an occasion when Jon had climbed out of the pool I struck lowering his navy blue and red swim shorts.

Kimberley, Rebecca, Sandra and Genie all saw him pantsed and giggled out loud as Jon revealed before his hands shot to cover his exposed genitals and pull up his swimming shorts that he had a thin covering of black pubic hair, plump balls for a boy his age and though flaccid a penis that was impressively long but pencil thin.

"Oh my god! Jon's naked" Rebecca exclaimed!

"Look, he's got hair above his dick!" Sandra teased.

"Well he is going into the 7th grade like the rest of us girls here sis" Rebecca responded.

"Holy shit!" Kimberley exclaimed, "Wait until the girls hear about this at school!"

"Cute wiener!" Ginny added with a giggle.

Soon all the girls were giggling at Jon's humiliation and embarrassment.

Jon obviously filled with shame at being exposed and people seeing his naked body and newly grown pubic hair blushed profusely and dived back into the pool where he could hide.

Later with my encouragement Henry pantsed Ron when he was out of the pool, lowering momentarily his black and white board shorts. No surprise to me he was prepubescent but he did have a very respectable length flaccid penis for his age above a tight little boy's scrotum.

The girls got a quick look at Ron's cock and balls prompting Kimberley to ask, "How old are you anyway? I'm guessing you are only 10 or 11 at most. Am I right?"

Ron remained silent as he blushed and franticly tried to pull up his board shorts and restore his modesty.

"He's 11 nearly 12, I think Genie giggled out loud!

Jimmy's short and stocky 11 year old brother Edward was the last to be pantsed. Henry grabbed his hands, Jimmy his feet and we carried him squealing and squirming out of the pool whence I pantsed him. Ed was equally as prepubescent as his friend Ron. His genitals were most definitely still immature and hairless. You even had to look hard to see his tight little scrotum, shrunk as it was by the cool water of the pool.

"Poor Edward, you ain't got no hair" Kimberley teased!"

Her remark totally humiliated Edward but Rebecca's following comment was even more humiliating. "He isn't very big down there is he?"

Eugenie Sandra and Kimberley just laughed!

After I tired of pantsing the younger boys and emboldened by my success I began splashing and tormenting the girls. At first they told us off then Eugenie told her friends to retreat to the safety of her bedroom. Rebecca, Sandra and Genie all left quickly but Kimberley fussed around collecting her things from beside the pool.

I don't know why I did it, but I grabbed her.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Kimberley shouted at me.

"What ARE you doing?" Jimmy nervously asked of me.

"Kimberley looks a bit uncomfortable in that tight little yellow bikini. I thought I would help her out of it!" I boldly replied.

"I dunno about this Drew" Jimmy stated.

"Fuck yeah, brave and stupid but lets do it" Henry interjected, "Here, let me help you Drew!"

Henry then reached his arm around Kimberley's back and pulled on the bottom tie that held her bikini top secure around her chest whilst I held her firm. As the tie came undone Kimberley really began to squirm and fight off my grip.

"Help me Jimmy she's breaking loose" I begged.

Jimmy looked confused and indecisive but Henry came to my aid and when he pleaded to Jimmy to help us, he too came and helped hold her firm again along with Henry. No longer needing to hold Kimberley I grabbed the remaining tie that was holding her bikini top around her neck and pulled.

"Genie help, where are you?" Kimberley shouted, trying to get the attention of and help from her friend, but the three girls had disappeared into the house and were probably over the other side by now out of hearing.

As I released my grip on the tie, I grabbed the yellow fabric of her bikini cups and with a tug made them come loose from her breasts and fall to the ground. As I did so I felt the thick foam padding that lined the cups of Kimberley's bikini top. She defiantly had breasts that much the bikini left no doubt about but the small rounded boobs about the size of peach halves with their light brown almost pink rosebud nipples that came into view were defiantly way smaller than the boys or I were expecting to see!

"Noooooooooooo!" Kimberley screamed as she felt her bare breasts exposed.

"Shit Kimberley, your breasts, they have shrunk" Henry explaimed!

Kimberley's whole body turned beet red. I guess the fact that three boys were staring at her exposed breasts topped by tiny nipples which were growing harder by the second, had a lot to do with that!

My heart began pounding faster and faster as I realised Kimberley was at my mercy. It was clear to see she was humiliated about the true size of her breasts being revealed despite having very cute small breasts.

"Stop this right now and I won't tell!" Kimberley pleaded nervously.

No sooner had she made the offer when Henry grew an evil grin on his face and indicated to me with a nod of his head to reach down and remove her bikini bottom.

Nervously I reached down to the string on Kimberley's right hip and quickly pulled it and soon the tiny front flap of yellow fabric dangled precariously down Kimberley's front revealing no sign yet of any pubic hair.

"Please don't!" Kimberley pleaded.

I saw Henry look at his fellow classmates face and her terror filled eyes as I pulled ever so slowly on the final string that held up her tiny yellow bikini bottom.

As the string give way she again cried out "Noooooooooooo!!! as the bottom of her bikini fell away leaving her totally naked in front of the three of us!

We all stared at Kimberley's crotch which as I expected, was totally hairless, but now that I could see it naked, I was now pretty certain it was not shaven.

To confirm my opinion whilst the guys still had hold of Kimberley, I did a close inspection and feel of her firm, raised, but slightly fatty pubic area and her furrowed slit which ran prominently down the middle of the smooth lily white skinned triangle that lay between her legs. My inspection revealed no trace of any hair.

In a complete reversal of earlier, Edward who had got out of the pool along with his friends to get a closer look teased, "Poor Kimberley, you ain't got no pubes."

His remark like hers before to him, totally humiliated Kimberley as she blushed profusely, her lack of any pubic hairs, that universal sign of maturity and development obviously being a secret she did not want revealed. With the guys still holding her hands and no cover by pubes, we all had a clear view of her exposed immature furrowed slit which was not even slightly pronounced and exhibited no hint of any pink lips as it disappeared out of sight between her tightly clasped legs

"Gee when you see her naked she isn't all that grown up is she?" Jon added, humiliating her further.

The rest of us boys just laughed as Henry and Jimmy released Kimberley and she quickly gathered up her bikini top and bottom and raced off inside!

"Got to be able to take your medicine as well as give" I yelled out as she fled.

"Fuck man you three are brave or are complete fools" Edward said. "What are you three going to do when she tells on you?"

None of us had an answer to that and now that the adrenalin rush had receded I quickly began to regret what I had just done.

Eventually we went back to Jimmy's room, very sober by now from the consequences of our actions with Kimberley and stripped off out wet clothes and showered together.

In the shower Jimmy could see I was worried. He and Henry were too I could tell. To comfort me he leant over to kiss me again. I went to stop him but realised I actually wanted his affection and so opened my mouth and let his tongue in to fuck my mouth. The pleasures of male sex was something I had never experienced till today and the close oral contact of a tongue kiss from the guy I now loved was just what I desired at that moment.

I had Jimmy, I had Henry and I had seen Kimberley Slade one of the so called hottest girls in my new grade naked. Life in West Cove was looking on the up and up, if only Kimberley didn't report what I had done to her!

The more I thought about the prospect of that happening, the more I began to worry!

End Chapter 2.