My Name Is Chris Chapter 4

My Name Is Chris Chapter 4
By Sir Cum Sizemore

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Chapter 4

Bring their cameras they did. Monica showed up with what appeared to be a professional model of the latest Nikon digital. She admitted her father would kill her if he knew what she was doing with it, so she had to make sure to transfer all the pics to her computer before he got home from work. It was apparent that it had a lot of bells and whistles. The camera had latest in automatic exposure control, very prominent telephoto lense, and all that crap. She was kind of snooty as she told her friends about it. "And, I can get some really clear close-ups. Let me show you. Chris come over here." So I approach knowing full well that to fail to do so would result in some type of bad effect from my overbearing cousin Karen. The other kids were busy at the pool. Kenny was still pouting to some extent. He just wasn't the same kid he was three days prior. Carl was being regularly pawed by Carol and Karen's friends, and he was in a rather pissy mood. Then there I stood a little perturbed but no worse the wear. Having been in the pool, I was dripping as Monica took aim at my penis and testicles. Her face was scrunched up as she looked through the view finder and kept twisting the lens. Then the sound of the camera clearly indicated she was registering what she saw, then another, then another and finally she made me lay on my back and raise my legs exposing my penis, ball sack, and anus. Karen just said, "That'll be a good one. Can you show how scared his face looks?"

More clicks and finally, "Let's see what we got! Don't go anywhere Chris, I may have to retake some of these."

The girls huddled around the review screen on the back of the camera and I couldn't resist looking on as well at what private sights would be forever public after the session. No shit, she had a close up of my dick and balls that clearly showed the pee hole of my peter and a drop of water almost ready to fall off the very tip. My glans was pinkish blue and contrasted the more reddish flesh colored penis and brown scrotum. My balls were just a little out of focus as was my shaft, but that glans and the drop hanging there were clear and crisp. Both girls really ooooo'ed and awwwhhh'ed over that one.

"Too bad, you'd get in trouble, 'cause that one would be a great entry in the schools photo contest this year," Karen lamented.

"I might enter it anyway. I mean you don't know who's peter it is. It's just a generic penis and you can tell it's a little kid's so maybe they'd let it go.

"Yeah right, Monica, like they'd just overlook it as art. Right." Karen repsonded.

"Maybe an adult contest? It's soooo cool look at that drop of water. I mean it's clear and well focused. And, look his little pee hole."

"I agree, but I think you'll end up sharing that with friends rather than entering it in a contest."

"Why is that? I mean if it was his nose, or fingers or something like that there'd be no question about it. Because it's a boy's penis, it's taboo? I mean everyone knows little boys shouldn't be modest and then they get all upset about things like this. Everyone has seen a little boy's penis at some time, haven't they? It's cute. Seems a little hypocritical. Anyway, I want some pics of the boys with carrots shoved up their asses."

"Great idea!" Karen then summoned my brother and sent her sister to the kitchen for "the longest carrots Mom has in the frige". Carol knowing what they were to be used for just said, "And the fatest ones too."

Sure enough Carl and I were reduced to pulling our legs up as Carol of all people got to shove carrots in our asses. It hurt. Why didn't they use some lubricant like the sunscreen or something? She just shoved them in and impatiently at that. We had to keep them stuck in there while they reviewed the results. Later we got to see them. There were two well bronzed asses with the orange stubs of the carrots sticking out of the holes. They looked like noses on snowmen from the tropics.

After the carrots were removed, Carol shows up with a souvineer bullwhip from the families trip out west. And yep, "here shove this in Chris and make him walk around. It'll look like he's got a tail". So up my ass went the wooden handle on that thing. I was then made to walk around with the leather part trialing me. I had been warned that it better not fall out. The click, click of the camera was only exceeded by the laughter, not only of the girls, but even my brothers. Carl didn't think it was so funny when they decided to try it out on him. Luckily, I was first and he had to undergo having my shit residue being slid into his rectum as well. I still think that had to be unsanitary.

After all the show, the girls sat at a table near where I was liing on a chaisse lounge. They apparently didn't know I could overhear them. They were plotting about Kenny. Both Monica who initiated the conversation with, "I'd love to get some pictures of Kenny's package" and Crystal were working the idea hard with Karen. Kenny, Carl and Carol were busy diving into the pool—in and out, in and out, completely oblivious. "You could tell him to strip and he'd have to. Remember what your Mom said? You're the boss," Monica reasoned.

"No, I'm not sure that would be okay. Mom said he didn't have to be naked, so I'm not sure that would work. Besides he's older than we are, and he might just say no."

"Go ahead and try," Crystal encouraged.

"What if he says, no? Then what?" Karen was hesitant.

Crystal continued, "Remind him of the belt and how bad he'll be torn up tonight, if he doesn't do what he's told."

"That won't work. He won't care."

"Maybe we could pay him?" Monica suggested.

"Yeah right and where are we going to get money? Besides, he didn't even let his brothers see his thing before the other night. I mean he's really, really modest. You'd think he didn't look just like other boys."

Monica joked, "Well if he looks just like other boys, why are we even talking about it? I mean we have Chris and Carl and if they look alike, why do we want to see his so badly?"

"Geezzzz, Monica. I don't want to just see it, I want to play with it!" Crystal laughed. "Go on, Karen, tell him you want him to take off his suit. Besides look at that suit, when it's wet you can see the outline of his dick. Even the ridge between this tip and the rest of it. Look over there, is there really anything left to our imagination? I've just got grab it. He has to show it. Damn!" Then she continued, "You said you saw it the other night. Did it have hair?"

"No, not much. It was just light blond stuff and Mom shaved that off so he'd look more like his brothers."

"Oh, God, I can't stand it. Man, would that have been a sight to photograph. She shaved his balls?" Monica was really excited.

"No, he didn't have hair on his balls. Just some light blond peach fuzz above is penis. It isn't there anymore though," Karen laughed.

"Hey imagine someone shaving your twat. How would that feel?" Crystal was really encouraged by the conversation.

"I'm not going to let anyone shave mine," Monica was emphatic. "Ah, ha, you know that's right. I'd beat the ass of anyone who tried to shave mine."

"I'll bet you would," Karen agreed laughing at the body language that accompanied the prior statement.

"Hey, I got it. Let's just try coaxing him to take off the suit. I mean just saying, 'Kenny you might feel a little more free if you didn't have that old suit on." Monica had to smile at that idea too knowing full well that wouldn't work.

"Come on Monica. What have you been smoking?"

"Shit, just tell him to take it off and be firm."

With that, Karen approached the pool and summoned Kenny. He came over apprehensively. I watched anxious to see if he'd hit her. All I could see was the discussion with Karen having a very stern look. Then there was some shouting, "I said, take off that swim suit, and I want you to hang it up for the rest of the day." Then my brother said something like, "Fuck you." I just laughed. Karen went in the house and came out with the belt. Now, after the ordeal with Carl and Aunt Emily's tiraid last night, I was going to see how whipping my big brother would work out. Karen actually walked up behind him without his seeing her and she whipped the seat of his Speedo with that belt. Kenny turned around and grabbed it from her and threw it into the pool. Carl and Carol just stood at the diving board watching. She yelled at him and he pushed her into the pool clothes and all. I found it entertaining but down deep I knew Kenny was in a load of shit, when Aunt Emily came home.

Kenny then turned his attention to the other laughing girls. "You want some of this? You bitches need to go home. I mean it I'll drown both of you if you keep it up. Get the hell out of here!" He was crying with rage and yelling as he walked toward them. Monica hurriedly gathered up her camera. They couldn't clear the gate to the fence quick enough. Karen dripping wet hollered, "You're in big trouble Kenny. You are in big trouble. Just wait until Mom gets home."

Kenny maintained the defiance. He shook his hands side to side and said, "Ooooooooo, I'm so scared. Eat shit, Karen!"

With that I was laughing. I had to cover my face and evenually turn over on my stomach to she couldn't see me laughing. I didn't want any part of the future corrective processes. I knew there'd be a severe price to pay by Kenny. But he sure had balls and didn't take any of the shit Karen was trying to hand out.

That afternoon Aunt Emily returned from God knows where. She was carrying several bags of groceries and told Carl and Kenny to go and get the rest of the bags out of the car. Carl was still nude because of his punishment the day before. He tried to talk her out of sending out the front door nude, but she insisted. She also made it clear he wasn't to cover up no matter who was out there. I could kind of understand his situation as this was a suburban neighborhood and the houses were quite close together. Not to mention there were always kids riding bikes and playing in the street in front of the house. Apparently Aunt Emily didn't care, or in my best guess wanted him to be seen just to humiliate him. I think she enjoyed seeing us boys nude and really liked it when we walked around with hard ons. I'm sure the only thing that topped that was for strangers to get a good shot of our private parts. Anyway, out the door he went. He did move quite quickly as he grabbed a couple of bags and flew back into the house. Kenny was a little slower, but he had shorts on and wasn't too concerned who saw him.

"Is that all of them?"

"Yeah, except some kids who were out there wanted to see that naked boy again," Kenny laughed and playfully punched Carl's shoulder.

"Uh ah! There weren't any kids out there."

"Well I don't know what you'd call them," he pointed out the window in the living room at a seven or eight year old girl riding her bike back and forth past the house and some little boy who was probably five or six sitting on the curb watching her.

"They weren't out there when I got the groceries," Carl was sure of himself.

Aunt Emily just ignored the conversation. Karen, who had been upstairs with her sister,came down the stairs and entered the kitchen as Aunt Emily was putting away the food. "Hi, Honey, did everything go all right today or do we have to spank someone again?"

"Kenny didn't do what I told him. He was rude to me and to Monica and Crystal."

Kenny immediately chimed in, "Tell her what you wanted me to do. Tell her, Karen..."

"I simply told him to take off his swim suit and hang it on the clothes line to dry."

"No, you told me to take it off so your friends could see my dick. Don't lie, Karen."

"Well, then I tried to spank him with the belt. He grabbed it and threw it in the pool. Then he shoved me in the pool and yelled at my friends and told them to leave or he'd drown them."

"Yeah and tell her how you shoved those carrots and that whip up Carl's ass and made him run around like he had a tail. Tell her everything, Karen."

"He said bad words too. Just like before. But, he even said the 'F' word."

With that revelation, Aunt Emily turned around and asked Kenny, "Is that true? Did you use that language?"

"Well, yes, but she..."

"I didn't ask you about what she did. I'm concerned about your behavior, young man." Then she turned her attention to Karen. "What's this about a whip and Carl?"

"We were just having some fun. Crystal and Monica wanted to put carrots up his butt and then I brought that bull whip I got in Texas out and stuck the handle in there."

With a bit of a smile Aunt Emily asked, "And, do you think that was a nice thing to do to Carl?"

Carl seized the opportunity to join in, "It hurt having those carrots and that whip in my butt."

Still smiling my aunt turned her attention back to Kenny. "What are you supposed to do when Karen tells you to do something young man?"

"Do it, but..."

"There are no buts. She said to take off that suit and hang it up. You take it off and hang it up."

"You said I could wear a bathing suit. You said I was old enough not to have to be naked like Carl and Chris."

"You did, Aunt Emily," I couldn't resist standing up for my brother.

"You need to stay out of this, Chris," she was a little preturbed at me. "Now, let me get this straight. You," she pointed at Karen, "told him to get his suit off so your friends could see his boy parts. He said no..."

She was interrupted by Karen, "and used bad words".

"Okay I got that. Then he took the belt you were going to spank him with and threw it in the pool."

"Yeah, and me too. He threw me in the pool."

"What gave you the idea that you could spank him without me being here?"

"You said I was in-charge and the other night you let me whip him for being bad. I just thought, I could do it again, if he was being bad."

"I suppose, if you are in-charge you should be able to do that. But I want you to tell me if you whip the boys. You be sure you let me know and if I think it was unreasonable, you'll be punished too." Karen just stood there nodding with a dazed look on her face. Guess she realized she'd just dodged a bullet with her mother. "And now for you Kenny. Do I need to buy a case of soap for that mouth of yours? You've earned another whipping and another half hour with soap in that potty mouth. I won't allow you use that language around here and I certainly won't allow you to give Karen a hard time either. Go in the living room and lose the shorts. I want to see nothing but skin when I get in there." Kenny left with tears of frustration already forming in his eyes. Then Aunt Emily asked, "Karen where's the belt?"

"It's still in the pool. He threw it in there."

"Is that the whip out there on the table?"

"Um, yes," she wasn't sure what was going to be said about impaling Carl with the handle so she kind of swallowed deeply.

"Get it and bring it in here." She left to get it off the table and Carol entered the room with a grin on her face.

"How come Kenny's naked in the living room? Is he gonna get it again?" She had an impish smile.

"Yes, Carol he is." Enter Karen with the whip. "Give it to me. I think this might do just the trick with him. We will literally whip his ass with this." She flicked it so it popped. "Yes, and we just might have to treat other places than his butt too."

We were all ushered into the living room and there stood Kenny covering his jewels. Aunt Emily was quick to ask, "Where are those hands supposed to be, young man?" Kenny put his hands on his head and bent his knees slightly in a futile attempt to cover his penis with his thighs. Aunt Emily turned him sideways and told Carol to go play with his penis. She did. It didn't take long until it was sticking out hard as a board. "Now, Kenny, you threw the belt in the pool so this is all I have to punish you with. I've decided that I'm not really accurate with one of these so I'm going to take a few practice swing at your penis. Just to see how accurate I am. You will stand up straight with those hands on our head no matter how bad this hurts. If you move, I'll tie you down and do it all night. Just stand right there." With that Aunt Emily made the six foot braided leather implement snap in the air. It was so ominous it made me jump. Then, positioning herself, she flicked it quickly and I saw Kenny's dick snap violently up and down. He gritted his teeth. I could see red marks that looked like the circled the shaft of his penis. Then Aunt Emily let loose with another shot right to his glans. The penis jumped and Kenny yelled in pain. All I can remember was thinking how for not being so sure of herself she was pretty accurate. Then still another snap and the penis again bounced violently. Kenny screamed a blood curtling noise. Then Aunt Emily said, "Now, over the arm of the couch." Kenny quickly positioned himself so as to ward off any more attention to his now stinging red penis. Aunt Emily handed the whip to Karen and said, "Now it's your turn. Practice."

After several stinging contacts and I know they were stinging because two or three of the stripes had little drops of blood on them, she was told to stop. Aunt Emily took the whip and said, "From now on this will be the discipline tool. You boys are simply out of hand and I think this will make a better point than a belt. Kenny, get up and stand in the corner. Face out. We want to see that peepee of yours so we can keep track of the welts. Oh, and Kenny, you're completely nude for the next two days. But, I warn you, if you are a problem again it'll be weeks before your see those shorts or any clothes again. In fact, all three of you will stay nude for the viewing pleasure of the girls and their friends, how long depends on you, Kenny."

Karen had the biggest grin on her face. She was so excited she asked if she could go call Monica and Crystal. Carol walked over and took Kenny's dick in hand. Just her touch caused the welts to sting and he cringed as he tried to sniffle up the fluid draining from his nose. Unfortunately over the next two days his nose wasn't the only thing that would be draining fluid.

"Mom, it won't get hard," Carol observed.

"No, I'm sure it won't do that until it heals a little. I'm sure it hurts right now. Don't worry Carol, it should work again tomorrow, I'm pretty sure. We'll just wait and see if it doesn't jump back into life when you sunscreen it tomorrow. Now, let's start getting ready for bed. You boys need to start your baths. And, Carl, Karen will be bathing you again tonight."

"But Au..."

"No, Carl. You will be bathed until you can do it right yourself."

Carl pouted and went into the rec room to wait for me to get finished with my bath. Kenny was left standing in the living room. Apparently, because his penis was unresponsive, Carol followed Carl into the rec room. I was sure Carl's would be massaged until it was stiff; mine always was.