Demoted 
By Steam Train

copyright 2006 by Steam Train, all rights reserved 
steam_t2000@yahoo.com

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explicit  depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If
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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