Daddy doesn't like bad kittens

Redneck

Hi I'm Kendall Johnson and for the past 4 years of my life I have been in love with my cousin Kyle Smith. He is 6'2, 21 years old and smoking hot, he has dark brown almost black hair and striking blue eyes. He goes to the gym regularly so he has a good amount of muscles on him and you can basically see the outline of his cock from his shorts and let me tell you its huge! You might be wondering what I look like and i'll tell you now. I am 5'7 and thin, I am 18 years old and I take after my mother so i have curvy hips and a feminine face. I have hazel eyes that basically make people melt. I am 100% gay and came out a year ago. Everyone had accepted me except Kyle.

Kyle loves to hurt me, he used to be so sweet to me. Until last year sadly he is super homophobic and has been mentally and physically abusing me since I came out. Little does he know... everyone has a masochistic side. I love pain, physically and mentally, Every time he yells at me or slaps me. I get a thrill of it and that also sends a thrill straight to me dick.

Kyle has never noticed the hard on i sport until last night when he came over for dinner with my uncle and my aunt. He acts like a sweet angel in front my parents but when we get into my room he turns into a devil. He started off by saying " Hey faggot, did you miss me" he drags me by my arm to my dresser. He slams me against it and I wince to make it seem like I was in pain. But on the inside I loved it. He turned me around so i was facing him, I look into his eyes and see guilt? I look down because the glare he was sporting was too intense.

He than slaps my face hard, and when I say hard I mean hard. Damn the wind was knocked out of me. But I loved it, that slap was the hardest he has ever hit me before and i loved it. I got such a thrill out of it I didn't even know that my dick has gotten to its full length and hardness. I look down and blush seeing my hard on. As I look back i see that he starts to look down at my crotch and he sees my major hard on.

He looks back up with lust but that quickly fades and turns into disgust. He shoves me off of him and I fall onto the floor really hard but that doesn't matter. He looks down at me and says "You disgusting fag are you into this, you cock sucking whore you nasty dick eater! Do you like the pain I give you?" I feel disgusted in myself after what he says and nod shamefully. He cringes and walks out of the room and slams the door running downstairs. Let me just tell you that night dinner was the awkwardest dinner ever! He basically sat as far away from me as possible. Anyways that was last night and aka the worst day of my life. And guess what it only gets worse! He is coming over again tomorrow for absolutely no reason.

Anyways I'm going to bed so i can sleep the stress of Kyle coming tomorrow. Goodnight!

Its 10:00 AM and i am not ready or prepared for Kyle to come at all. My parents are going to be gone all day because him and Kyle's parents are doing this weird vacation so Kyle is spending the weekend. This means two days of us together. Since its June 24th and hot ass hell outside in Chicago. I decide to take a swim in my pool, I never swim because of all my scars but my parents are gone and I don't know when Kyle coming. I go into my room to change. My thighs and all of my arms have cuts. Sometimes I wonder why i cut but then I remember i need the sweet release of pain.

I have been swimming for the past hour until I see the sliding doors open. I see a tall figure walk out and I know who it is...Kyle. I hop out of the pool to greet him. Instead of meeting cold eyes I see quilt and pity in his eyes. I am confused as to why he is sad, but then i see him staring at my arms. He grabs my arm and i let him look at my scars. He looks up at me with gentle eyes and says "Is this because of me?" I shake my head no. He then says... "Why would you ever do this to yourself.?" I shake my head and say "Because i need the physical pain, I crave it." He nods his head and then grabs my wrist. I wince because he squeezed a new scar. He loosens his grip and walks to my room."