Demoted

Demoted
By Steam Train

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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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"Are we there yet?" my cousin Sue asked for the fifth time.

"No Sue and don't ask again my Uncle Lloyd replied.

We had been driving most of the day from Sydney where both my cousins and I lived. We were going to my Uncle John and Aunty Jeans country property. They had three thousand acres out near Bellata in northwestern New South Wales. Uncle Les was driving and Aunty Pat was in the front passenger seat of the Tarago.

I had been invited to spend three weeks with my cousins and their parents at our Aunt and Uncles property. Being a city born and bred guy I really looked forward to holidays out at the farm. Dad was not able to get Christmas holidays this year and so I originally thought I would be stuck at home for all of the long summer holidays.

My cousin Kay who was sixteen and two years older than me was sitting on the seat behind Uncle Les and beside her was her sister Leah who fourteen and one day younger than me and the youngest of my cousins Sue who was ten. In the back seat I was sitting next to my cousin Ian who was twelve.

Though we were tired from nearly eight hours of driving with only a few short breaks, the weariness lifted once we pulled into the long drive that lead up to the homestead. Aunty Jean greeted us as we pulled in and Uncle John soon came into view from around the corner of one of the homestead sheds.

After the usual pleasantries and having to kiss my Aunty and shake hands with Uncle John. We helped take our bags into the house and were shown our bedrooms. The homestead had plenty of beds. My Aunty and Uncles three children were all older than the rest of us cousins and they had moved out of home in the last few years, thus Aunt Jean and Uncle John had ample spare beds.

The girl cousins got the spare three bedrooms and Ian and I got two spare beds that were located on the southern side of the wide insect meshed veranda that surrounded the homestead residence.

Ian and I immediately took off to explore the surrounding paddocks. Ian being younger than me looked up to me with some regard. I was his older cousin and I was going into Year nine at high school. Ian was going to start Year seven his first year at High School when these holidays were over. I could sense he held me in somewhat of a state of awe for being a big year nine high school kid.

The fact that he was equally as tall as me did not seem to dampen that awe. I had noticed that he had shot up a lot in height over the last four months or so. I wasn't tall for my age but didn't dwell on the fact very much.

If I suggested we check out the creek, Ian was all for it. If I wanted to climb over a tractor Ian was into that too. It was cool having a cousin that did whatever I felt like without questioning.

I was I guess used to this unquestioning loyalty. Back home in Sydney I was the Captain of our local neighbourhood group the 'Henson Club' named after our street, Henson Street. It was a club with military type ranks and procedures and had been founded by Brad Hitchcock who was also into the Army cadets at school in a big way.

When Brad's parents moved from our suburb last April, Brad as the retiring Captain had promoted me to be the new Captain. It was a club for all the kids in the local neighbourhood not just our street and had both girls and guys as members. We met in my neighbours big shed at the back of their house.

It was a great two-room clubhouse. I was the Captain and there were two Lieutenants, Cathy was the girl Lieutenant and Mark was the boy. There were two Sergeants, Kerry and Gary and two Corporals, Donna and Peter. All the other members Brad had set up as Privates.

Originally I was the boy Lieutenant and Cathy had not been happy when I was chosen by Brad to succeed him, as she was six months older than me and a year ahead at school.

Ian was a member of the club back home even though he lived several suburbs away, as he often came over and stayed a weekend with me.

We had a great few hours till the sun began setting, exploring again around the homestead. When the dinner bell rang out we rushed back quickly and after washing our hands devoured my Aunties home cooking. The long drive had made us ravenous.

As the adults began having tea and coffee after the meal the topic turned to bath time. The old homestead had a huge deep bath tub of vintage age in the bathroom which I remembered from previous visits had a shower nozzle jutting from the wall above it down one end.

I listened as Aunty Jean told Aunty Pat how the water levels on the property were so low due to the ongoing drought. In the conversation the request was made that we all would need to help conserve water as much as possible by taking a bath not having a shower and only filling the bath to four inches of water.

Aunty Pat added to this requirement that Leah and Sue could share a bath during our stay to save a whole bath of water and when they tried to complain they were warned that if they didn't keep quite we boys would be given permission to wash them.

I don't know who blushed more the girls or us boys. When Leah complained how it was unfair that she had to share and her older sister Kay did not and that as well, I was her age and I didn't have to share, she was again told to stop complaining.

I thought the matter had been decided and I was a little disappointed my Aunty was only joking about the boys washing the girls when my Aunt reopened the discussion by stating. "You know Jean, Leah was probably right about the boys, they should be doing their bit to save the water usage here as well. " Looking at me she then said, "Alex you don't mind sharing your bath with Ian do you?"

Put that way I felt it impossible to say no but I desperately wanted too. I had never been naked in front of anyone, not even my parents for at least three to four years. I had never been naked in front of my cousin Ian. Now I was expected to do so for the next three weeks every bath time.

After dinner Leah and Sue were sent to bath first and Ian and I watched TV. I choose the programme of course. When our turn came I was so nervous, at least that is what I called it. I could not recall being this nervous about anything before. I had this strange tingling sensation in all sorts of strange places over my body.

We both took boxers and tee shirts, which we slept in, into the bathroom with us to change into when we were washed. Ian closed the door and I began to fill the bathtub to about four inches. Funny how my parent's generation still used the old imperial measurements sometimes whilst I thought of four inches as being about ten centimetres.

Ian showed no signs of shyness or nervousness. I on the other hand was feeling very shy. When I turned back from checking the water level Ian was already down to just his blue briefs. I was still in tee shirt and jeans having only removed my joggers and socks.

When I finished pulling my tee shirt over my head and my vision was restored there was Ian standing naked before me having removed his briefs as I had my head covered by my tee. My shyness instantly went to panic. There before me Ian was revealing a small bush of dark pubic hairs. His penis was limp and no bigger than mine but then again he was twelve, I was fourteen.

The reason for my panic was that at fourteen I still had no pubic hairs. I had not expected Ian who had only turned twelve last month to have any. I didn't know much about sexual development and because I had none at fourteen I didn't think twelve-year-old guys would have pubes either. I had seen Dads pubes sometimes at home and I equated pubes with adults not guys who were two years younger than me.

Ian stood there watching me as I ever so slowly was forced to reveal my embarrassing secret to his eyes. Finally I was left with nothing but my boxers covering my genitals, so to try and gain more time till the inevitable revealing I checked the water again and deciding it had reached ten centimetres I turned off the taps.

There was nothing else I could do to stall for time, but I tried. I told Ian to get in first and as he did so I quickly turned my back and slipped off my boxers. As he was settling down into the bath I tried to get in facing the same way he was sitting and drop down and turn to take up my position in the bath. My hope was that this would hide my embarrassing baldness.

It didn't work.

The water level was too low; Ian quickly saw what I was desperately trying to hide. I really wanted to cover up my genitals with my hands but shit that would be a sure sign that I was embarrassed by my lack of development so I decided to bluff my way through, hoping that Ian would not think the worse of me for my lack of pubes.

I was wrong.

"Shit Alex your still a little boy" and he burst out laughing at me.

I have never been so humiliated and embarrassed in my whole life. Here was my cousin having uncontrollable fits of laughter about my lack of pubes. He could see instantly that I was totally humiliated.

"Man that must be so shitty still being a little boy at fourteen and you being the Captain and all of our club. I thought you would be a real man, not a little baby boy with a bald dick".

This was out of control. I was no longer in charge of our relationship and I was reduced to begging in the hope that Ian's sisters and the club members would not know of my humiliating baldness.

"Please Ian; don't tell your sisters or anyone at the club about this I would die of embarrassment if they found out …. please?".

He thought about my plea for a few seconds and then with a smile on his face he said, "Its ok little boy your secrets safe with me, provided you do as I say from now on and don't shit me off. …. deal?"

I was caught wasn't I? I had to agree there was no other choice.

The rest of that night before bedtime as we watched TV I noticed how things had begun changing straight away. Straight after we dressed in our boxers and tees we went back into the TV room and I plonked myself down on the lounge. Ian told me to move. 'I want to sit there, you get on the floor Alex" he said. "No way, I was here first" I replied. 'Remember our deal Alex, move or your secrets out" Ian responded.

It hit me then. I had been demoted in status. The last thing I wanted was for my secret to get out so I reluctantly did what Ian asked. The huge smile that appeared on Ian's face said it all.

After breakfast the next morning when I suggested we go back to the creek, Ian decided that didn't interest him. Yesterday he would have done anything I suggested, today no, he wanted to chase the cows in the west paddock. Guess what; we chased cows!! How boring.

Whenever over the next days and weeks whenever I made a suggestion it was nearly always not what Ian wanted to do. My cousins began to notice how I was taking orders from Ian. I could see the looks of surprise on their faces some times. They didn't say anything about it to me but I knew what they were thinking …. Why?

The three weeks were up pretty fast and was I ever glad that my shared bath days were over. Bath time had become the worst part of the day. Ian had gradually become bolder and bolder as the days passed and as he realised fully how our positions had reversed.

Ian had after a few days sheepishly began asking me if I could shoot cum. Embarrassingly I had to get an explanation of what this was and so obviously gave Ian the answer that no I didn't yet. He was full of pride as he demonstrated to me in the bath his ability to shoot, in fact shooting three large blobs of his white cream onto my chest; yuck!

Within a few more days I was given the honour of assisting him to shoot his cum and by the last week I was his servant sucking him dry.

I was totally humiliated but Ian only had to mention, 'telling' and I was his to order around.

Once back home all seemed back to normal but I worried about the next weekend when Ian was supposed to be coming over as usual. I was the Captain; he couldn't order me around, could he?

When Ian came over that Saturday morning we played on the Playstation for a while then we went out on the street and played some cricket with Mark and Gary.

After a while Ian got bored and wandered off, but I stayed and played cricket for quite a while. I went looking for Ian and went into Marks backyard where I thought he had wandered off too. Marks back yard also had the large shed that we used as our Henson Clubhouse.

Ian wasn't to be seen however most of the girl members of the club were there meeting with Cathy their girl Lieutenant. When I approached they stood at attention and saluted, as they should an officer. It was good to be back in charge after the demeaning experiences of the past few weeks.

I entered the main room and asked Cathy if she had seen Ian. She said yes with a giggle. Strange reply I thought and before I could ask her why she asked if I could step into the back room as she needed to ask me something away from all the privates.

So with a dismissing salute I walked in to the back room and Cathy followed closing the door behind her. She stood at attention and saluted her superior then said "Sir I want you to resign as Captain".

'What?" I exclaimed.

"You heard me sir, I want you to resign as Captain".

"Fuck you Cathy fat chance of that'.

"Oh I don't know little Alex I think there is every chance".

I didn't like the comment 'little Alex'; what did she know?

I blushed to my utter horror and as it was a sure giveaway that she had hit onto something. I tried to regain the initiative.

'You will address me as Sir ".

"Oh I don't think so Alex, Privates address everyone else as sir, they certainly don't get addressed as sir ' Cathy replied.

"I am the Captain, not a Private you know this Cathy."

Yelling at me she commanded 'You address me as Mam, do you understand Private".

"Fuck you" I replied.

"No you are the one fucked Alex, I know your little bald secret " Cathy revealed the laughed out loud and long.

I blushed deeply, my world was crumbling, first Ian had bossed me around now Cathy was literally demoting me to Private, a total loss of status.

"Listen you little shit" she teased "Ian told me all about your little boy secrets and how you don't want anyone to know, well I know, Ian and I have made a deal, I am going to make Ian Vice Captain of the club and demote you to Private" Cathy asserted.

"If you don't want your little bald secret getting out to all the other guys in the club and at school then here is what you are going to do" Cathy continued.

"One, you will formally announce to the club that you have resigned as Captain as you want others to have a chance to be Captain".

"Two, you will appoint me the new Captain".

"Three, you will strip naked before me here and show me your little boy parts".

"Four, you will march out of this room naked as a Private and parade in front of all the girls".

"Five, if you do" all this I will guarantee that no girl ever reveals your embarrassing secret to any of the guys".

"Six, refuse and ALL will be revealed to everyone" Cathy concluded.

I was in total shock I was speechless, I wanted to run away, to flee, tears were welling in my eyes, but I couldn't move I was totally scared shitless.

"Attention" Cathy ordered.

I didn't move.

"You have one last chance to do as I order or your secrets revealed to everyone. Either way you won't be Captain for much longer, now Attention".

For the first time since I had been promoted to Captain I obeyed an order and stood to attention.

A broad grim appeared across Cathy's face, she knew she had me in her power.

"Repeat after me" Cathy ordered, "By the power invested in me as Captain of the Henson Club I do hereby promote Cathy Miller to the rank of Captain with all the powers and privileges of that rank".

Reluctantly I repeated what Cathy said.

Then she ordered me to repeat, "Further more I do as a consequence of this promotion resign my rank of Captain".

After I had repeated this last sentence I knew that, that was it. I had given up all my power and position in the Henson club.

"Private Alex Mitchell you will remove all items of clothing and hand them to me and then stand naked at attention" Cathy ordered.

My face burned beet red, I could feel it, I was being ordered to strip naked in front of a girl and also I was now just a Private the lowest rank and being ordered around was new to me.

I tried not to look at Captain Cathy as I took off my tee, joggers, socks, watch, jeans and finally very, very slowly my briefs.

The urge to cover up was great but I knew I had been ordered to stand at attention and I desperately didn't want my secret being told to all the guys so I did as I was ordered.

My dick was standing at attention too. Cathy was seeing for the first time my raging hard on, all three inches of it surrounded by my very white hairless pubic area. She bent down and made a cutting comment about how my scrotum was that small that it was almost hidden by my penis. How totally embarrassing!

Cathy bundled up my clothes, told me to remain at attention, then opened the door and walked out into the main room where all the girls were meeting.

I heard her explain how she was now the Captain and how she had demoted me to Private. There was much laughter and giggling at this statement and then gasps as Cathy informed then that she had stripped me naked for their enjoyment. She then proceeded to show the girls my pile of clothes to prove what she had done.

I heard the rules of my naked exhibition being told to the girls and they all made a pledge never to tell any boys about me being naked.

All too soon I heard Cathy bark out the order.

"Private Alex Mitchell, forward march, front and centre".

My moment of doom had arrived, all the girls in the Henson Club were about to see my humiliating secret.

I stuck my shoulders back, chest out and with a red flushed face marched out of the back room and out into the staring gaze of a room full of eager girls all of whom were reveling in my humiliating demotion.

The End