They stood in the living room of their
new home, waiting for the delivery van to bring their furnishings.
Suitcases sat on the floor around them, filled with their personal
belongings from their past home. The Ramirez family had just arrived in
the United Republic, Juan having been transferred there as a
representative of his company, to develop further trade between Spain
and the U.R. He would be joining the family later, after wrapping up
some details back home. Luisa liked the house, and the neighborhood.
She was accompanied by her son, Diego, age 16, who would be enrolling
in the neighborhood school, North Bay High. His cousin Evita, the same
age, would be living with them, and attending the same school.
"Well, then, here we are! Our new home. While we are waiting for the
furniture van, I may as well make you aware of a few adjustments you
will have to make, socially, to fit in with this country's rules. This
will affect you, particularly, Diego. You will not be allowed to wear
clothes while we live here. It is illegal for males to have clothes, so
you will need to strip off what you are wearing," Luisa informed her
incredulous son. The handsome latino teen's jaw dropped in astonishment
at what he was hearing.
"What? You can't be serious! An hombre cannot just walk about the
streets of a city, naked for all to see!" Diego blurted out in
disbelief.
"Actually, that's exactly what you must do. Foreign males taking up
residence in this country are subject to the local laws, and males here
are not allowed to wear clothes, or even possess them. All clothes you
brought with you, and that you are wearing will be surrendered to the
authorities here. Your dad will do likewise when he arrives," she told
him.
Evita almost doubled over with laughter, at the thought of her handsome
male cousin, full of Latin machismo, having to give up his clothes and
go naked in public. They had travelled immediately to their new home,
directly from the airport, and on a major freeway. Wrapped up in
anticipation of their new home, they had not really had the chance to
observe the commonness of male nudity, yet. Evita thought the boys on a
soccer field they had sped past, appeared to be naked, but it was
somewhat far from the road, and thought her travel-tired eyes were
playing tricks on her. Now she understood that it was reality.
"I'm going to like it here, I think!" she managed to say, between
laughs.
"Oh, I'm sure you will, dear," her Aunt Luisa agreed.
"Did you know about this, before we came here, Mom?" her son
questioned. "Could I return home, and stay with uncle Jorje? I really
don't want to be naked! Why, can you imagine how embarassing that will
be?"
"You cannot return home. Your Dad and I knew of this requirement, and
he accepted the transfer here because this is a very good job for him,
and a good opportunity for the whole family. He is willing to accept
and adjust to this, and expects you to do so, as well, Diego!"
"Why did you not tell me this, before we left Espana, mi Madre!!" he
said, gaping in shock.
"Because you would have resisted coming here. Living in another culture
will be a beneficial experience for you. You will be embarassed for a
while, but it won't kill you. You'll adjust to it, as everyone else
here has done. Now that you are here, you have no choice. Go ahead and
undress, now, before you are in violation of the laws here."
Diego realized that he had to do it, and really felt trapped. A lump
seemed to rise in his throat, and he had difficulty swallowing it. He
felt very nervous as he slowly began to unbutton his shirt and drop it
on the floor. He slipped out of his shoes, and next came the socks.
Luisa told him that he would be able to keep his shoes, but nothing
else. That was not much comfort to him, as he slowly unbuttoned his
pants, with fumbling, trembling fingers. He emptied the pockets into a
small shoulder pouch which his Mom handed to him. Then he blushed as he
slid the trousers down to the floor, his brown, hairy legs coming into
view. He was left with only a pair of skimpy red cotton briefs, his
favorite underwear. He hesitated, with his fingers playing nervously
along the waist band, not wanting to give them up. Was this really the
last time those familiar, soft, comfortable briefs would cuddle and
shield his masculine secrets from the view of others?!! He struggled to
grasp the idea as reality.
"Come on, Diego, get it over with!" Evita prodded him. "I have seen
your little fat burrito before," she teased.
"Sure, but I was only six, not sixteen!" he scowled at her. Finally, he
closed his eyes and hooked his thumbs in the sides of this last flimsy
garment and shoved them down from his hips, feeling them slide down his
legs and rest on his feet. He gently stepped out of them, opened his
eyes, and watched his mother gather the clothes into a bag. He knew he
would never wear them again.
Evita peered curiously at his uncircumcised weenie, and said that it
was indeed bigger than she remembered. "I told you, that was when I was
only SIX! I'm an hombre now, not a little nino. Of course it is
bigger!" he said in an annoyed tone. Evita and Luisa glanced at each
other and smiled at how sensitive a young man can be about others'
perceptions of his endowment. Evita realized that her macho male cousin
was going to have some difficult moments as he began to experience
having to openly reveal his naked body to the public. She always loved
to taunt him, and now she was going to have a genuine "fiesta" of
teasing! Knowing that many other girls enjoyed taunting as much as she
did, she figured she would have lots of help. Then Luisa sprang another
surprise upon them. She reached into her purse, and brought out a what
looked like a gold bracelet, and a black leather leash. She explained
that it was a cock leash, for helping to control and train males to be
submissive. Handing it to Evita, she said, "For the present time, I am
putting you in authority over Diego. You will be starting school in a
few days, in the same class, so you will be able to help him adjust to
the reality of his new status here."
Diego almost toppled over with surprise. "Do you mean that I have to
wear a chain around my ...my dick, and she can l..l..lead me around
with it?!" he stammered. This was just too much for him, and he sat
down, his naked butt resting on the coolness of the hardwood flooring.
How helpless he felt! Not a stitch of clothes, and now to be led around
on a leash, by his private parts, by his own girl cousin!
"Get up, Diego! I want to try this out on you," Evita said gleefully.
She grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to his feet, too overwhelmed
to resist her. She slipped the gold chain over his cock and balls,
adjusting it's snugness and attaching the leash. Diego winced as the
chain caught a few of his dark, curly hairs, causing a pulling,
pinching sensation.
"You'll want to shave him there, so it will be a little more tolerable
for him,"
his Mom suggested to Evita.
"Tolerable!! What is tolerable about wearing this thing?" Diego
protested.
"You'll get used to it, my cousin," Evita said. "I am certainly
enjoying it already. Your macho manhood, submissive and captive to
womanhood, and to me.
How much fun it is!" She stood beside him and tugged a little on the
leash, watching as it made his penis wag about in an exaggerated manner.
"I am going to try this out, and take him for a walk around the block,
Aunt Luisa!" Evita announced.
"Very good idea, dear. Start breaking him in right away," she agreed.
Diego gulped at the suggestion. His mind was reeling! Was he really
about to be paraded down a public street, completely nude, in broad
daylight, helplessly in tow by his intimate parts, by his cousin
Evita-- with the full consent of his mother! Yes, he realized it was
true!!
He shivered with gooseflesh, even though it was a very warm day, as he
was forced to step out the front door, NAKED before anyone who might
pass by. He felt foolish and helpless as he obediently walked so
nakedly beside his cousin, who was certainly in a perky and jovial
mood. She was really getting into her new role as the dominant female.
His loss of dignity didn't faze her mood at all. When they passed other
girls, who paused to look at this new naked boy in their neighborhood,
he just wanted to run and hide. Once, he put his hands over his groin,
in a desperate attempt at concealing his masculine parts.
Evita scolded him for that, and said, "You can't spend the rest of your
life hiding it! Absolutely everyone is going to see it. I'm enjoying
showing you off, my dear handsome boy. I can hardly wait for the first
day of school!"
"I think that I can wait, if it means a lot more of this," Diego
mumbled.
Evita was aware of his discomfort, and did hope he would somewhat get
over it, but not before she had a lot of fun, at his expense! Yes,
indeed, she was going to enjoy it here!
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