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 My much older sister, Sue, spanked me many times when I was growing up. 
Our parents were divorced and much of the time dad wasn't really in the
picture.  I got to see him like every other weekend and the odd holiday
here and there.  Being my elder by 12 years, Sue had total authority over
me, second only to our mom.  This story isn't really about that, it's just
a factor.  Sue was only 17 when she gave birth to twin girls, Jenny and
Julie.

   The main story is about an incident that occurred when I was 14,
involving mainly the female members of the extended family.  I am prefacing
it with one from a week earlier.

   Mom and I had a swimming pool in our backyard.  Relatives came over
quite often to use the pool.  Even relatives from my dad's side of the
family.  There is a small closet adjacent to the bathroom closest to the
back door, the one used as a changing room for the pool.  I had drilled a
hole in the wall, and would sit in the closest and watch people change.  I
touched myself watching my aunts and cousins, my sister, and especially my
mom.  I learned to be very quiet when I jacked off.  I even stole my mom's
panties to hold in my mouth when I played with myself, to muffle any sound
I did make.

   I also let other people use the hole, for a small fee.  Jerry, my cousin
on my dad's side, had paid a few bucks to watch cousins from my mom's side.
There were 8 of them altogether, ages 16 and up, using the changing room 1
and 2 at a time.  I was 14, Jerry had just turned 15.  I was in the closet
with him as he looked through the hole to watch my cousins strip naked and
change their clothes.  We were both just wearing swim trunks.  I noticed a
bulge forming in his trunks, and then he started to rub it.

   Next thing I know he's pulling his dick out and starting to play with
it. I put my hand on his hand to stop the motion, and whispered in his ear.
I told him that his dick really should go in my mouth, rather than in his
hand.  He agreed, and I proceeded to suck his dick while he continued to
watch the girls changing.  I made sure he had his hand over his mouth to
muffle any sound he made.

   I loved the feel of Jerry's thick, hard cock sliding in and out of my
mouth.  He was on the wrestling team at his school, so you know he had a
nice body.  I kept looking up at his chest and abs, rubbing his muscular
thighs as I sucked his cock.  I stopped a few times and took it out of my
mouth to kiss and lick the head and shaft.  Precum was coming out of it,
and I happily licked it off the head.  My dick was already throbbing inside
my trunks.

   I was trying to make it last longer, to savor sucking that big dick.  It
was over entirely too fast.  After a while his cock started to throb.  I
loved the feel of it throbbing.  If I could have kept it in that state, I
would have.  I would have sucked his throbbing dick for the better part of
an hour.  Or at least until my jaw got too wore out.  It didn't last long
at all, though.

   Jerry's hand was actually inside his mouth at this point, blocking as
much sound as it could.  It blocked a lot.  As far as we knew, it blocked
enough.  He put his other hand on the back of my head, and grabbed a
handful of hair.  Pulling my hair and holding my head in place, he
proceeded to fuck my mouth.  This part lasted just a few seconds, but I
loved it.  Jerry fucked my mouth hard and fast, and shot a big load down my
throat.

   He later started to apologize for fucking my mouth like that.  I told
him he had nothing to apologize for, except maybe for finishing so fast.  I
said we really should do it again some time.  We did it a few times over
the course of the next several years.

   What we didn't know is that we had made enough noise that it was
suspicious.  The women and girls who were there wanted to know what that
noise was.  They already suspected it was the two of us, so we were left
out of the discussion when they talked about it.  They didn't really know,
but they believed it was the 2 of us in the closet.  They are right.  The
following week, Jerry wasn't there, but the girls were.  They set me up and
caught me red-handed.

   I had slipped out of my trunks.  I was sitting in the closet naked, dick
in hand.  Aunt Mary had just finished changing, and I was playing with
myself watching.  Sue took Jenny and Julie into the changing room.  They
were 9 years old.  They didn't need their mommy to change their clothes for
them.  I could give a rat's ass about their being in there.  I still had my
hard dick in hand, hoping I would get to see Sue take her own clothes off.

   It was at this time that Aunt Mary's daughter Jesse barged into the
closet, saying, "Ok, what's going ...  " She stopped mid sentence, having
seen what was going on.  Her eyes got as wide as Buick hubcaps, ogling my
hard cock.  Yes, she was shocked, but I thought it was quite evident she
also liked what she saw.  She got a bit of a devilish grin, moved toward me
a bit, and opened her mouth.  Was she going to go down on me?  It looked
like it.  I was already looking forward to returning the favor.  Instead,
she yelled the word "mom." She strung it out like kids sometimes do,
"MMMMMMOOOOOOOMMMMM!"

   Aunt Mary was behind her at the speed of light, saying "What?"

   Jesse had grabbed my shoulder and was trying to turn me to face them. 
"He was playing with himself, watching his nieces change!"

   Now that was a totally unfair accusation!  I had no interest in seeing
those little girls!  I liked girls my own age and up!  One part of my brain
was trying to come up with something to say to mitigate the situation, and
another part just blurted out, "Not them.  I was watching you." Now why the
fuck would I say that!

   Aunt Mary grabbed me by the ear and pulled me out of the closet.  The
main room leading out to the pool was a living room with columns, and the
female members of the extended family were in there, all eyes on me.  From
65-year-old grandma all the way down to my youngest cousin, Wendy, who was
11.  Then sue came out of the bathroom with the twins.  Jesse repeated to
the group what she had told her mom.

   Aunt Mary said, "He's been watching us all!  He's a sick pervert!"

   Sue was wearing shorts with a belt.  She had heard enough.  The belt
came off, and she sat in a chair and flipped me over her knee.  She held my
wrist in the small of my back, using it to hold me down.  She pinned my
legs in place with her leg and proceeded to give me a long, hard whipping.
I was wailing and whimpering loudly, fighting against her with all my
might. My dick stayed hard for a few minutes, rubbing against my sister's
bare thigh.  After a while, it went limp.  And then I went limp.  I stopped
fighting her, I just lied there and took it.  Screaming from the searing
pain the belt was inflicting on my backside.  Sue continued to beat my ass
a little while longer.  Then she had me stand in the middle of the room,
with everybody staring at me.

   I was thoroughly defeated and humiliated.  A small part of me liked it.
It was a bit arousing to be emasculated this way.  I just stood there,
sobbing uncontrollably.  Sue put her hands on my hips and shoulders, and
made me turn, basically modeling my naked body.  She was saying something
about what a good job she did blistering my bottom, telling everybody to
check out the marks left by the belt.

   Wendy pointed at me and said, "What's that?"

   Sue asked her, "What's what?"

   Wendy took the couple of steps to be close enough to touch me.  She
grabbed my dangly bits and said, "That!" There was too much there for her
11-year-old hand to contain.  She tried to compensate for that by
squeezing. Hard.  She squeezed my balls as hard as she could, and tugged on
them a little.  I let out a holler, grabbed her hand, and doubled over in
pain.

   This was met with the belt on my backside again.  Sue gave me a dozen or
so licks of her belt scolding, "Don't act like that!  Stand up right!"
Wendy let go and backed off fast, clearly startled.

   Then my mom walked up, saying, "That is a good question." She took my
bits in her hands.  After the hard squeeze Wendy had given them, they were
sore enough that even her gentle touch was quite painful.  She said, "This
is where his penis and testicles should be.  But this is too small to be
that.  It's like a cluster of 3 pimples." My dick shifted in her hand.  I
was quite turned on by their demeaning me like this, as well as the
physical pain and other sensations.  It wasn't fully extended yet, let
alone hard.  Mom said, "I think he's getting hard again!"

   Sue asked, "How can you tell?" This brought chuckles from the other
women.  She added, "You can barely even see it!" This lead to full-on
laughter.

   Mom stepped aside and Jesse approached with a small ruler.  She was
saying, "Stop exaggerating.  He's not THAT small!" She lifted my dick away
from my balls and measured it.  She didn't say a number, she just said,
"Ok, he IS too small to measure with this." Everybody was laughing.  Even
the twins, who I don't think got it.  Jesse added, "It only goes down to
centimeters.  We need something that measures ...  uhm, what's smaller than
a centimeter?"

   Sue pointed, her finger less than an inch away from my dick, and said
"THAT!" There was raucous laughter.

   Jesse wasn't laughing, just grinning evilly.  She said, "This won't work
for measuring, but it is good for something." Still holding my dick to keep
it out of the way, she smacked my balls with the ruler.  Hard.  She stood
in such a way she could get a good swing, and hit them with all her might.

   I shrieked from the pain, grabbed her arm, and tried to take the ruler
from her.  Sue said, "That does it!" I didn't know what she meant, and I
didn't want to find out.  I was going to fight them.  It was to no avail.

   The two of them forced my back against a column.  They pulled my arms as
far back behind me as they could, and attached my wrists together with zip
strips.  Jesse whacked my balls with the ruler again.  I was against the
column so tightly that I couldn't not stand straight up.  My knees buckled,
but that just hurt my arms.  She did it a couple more times.

   Sue took the ruler from her, saying "Alright, that's enough." Well, at
least I was getting a reprieve.  But then she added, "Let somebody else
have a turn!" and started proceeded to give my balls 4 hard whacks.