It was a beautiful day out, and I was sitting out on my front porch watching my new 11-year-old neighbor play freely in his front yard next door. He was a real cute kid, light blond hair, blue eyes, and a great build for his young age. He was wearing a pair of blue-jean, cutt-offs that were cut a bit high, and his well-tanned legs showed quite a bit. I had met him and his mother (who was single) a few days before, and I got very excited to see that such a cute kid would be living right next door to me. He noticed me sitting out on my porch and waved, and then went back to his innocent playing and running around the yard.
"Kenny, get you butt in this house right now!" a loud, angry voice demanded from an open window.
The little boy next door froze for a moment, and then he ran into the house. Due to it being such a nice day out the windows of the house were open, and I could hear everything. The voice immediately began yelling again once he made it through the front door. Then I heard the little boy's voice.
"No mom, pleeeeze don't!" he begged.
It was quiet for a few moments after that, and suddenly I heard a few loud smacking sounds followed by the boy's loud cries. I could clearly hear everything, and it was obvious that he was getting a spanking, and a real good one at that. The sound of smacking continued steadily, and the boy's cries turned into howls. It didn't take a genius to realize that the smacks were being given on the bare skin, and because he cried "Ow my butt!" throughout the spanking I knew that it was being given on his bare bottom. It sounded like he was being spanked pretty hard, and I did feel a little sorry for him as I heard his loud cries, but I also felt very excited as I tried to picture his bare, little bottom being smacked. I wondered how he was positioned, and what his little bottom looked like after being smacked so many times. The spanking finally stopped, and all I could hear were his cries and his mother's yelling.
"You leave them down until I tell you to pull them up!" she yelled, and then there was another loud smack.
I decided to mow my lawn after I made sure that the spanking was now clearly over. I always hated mowing the lawn, due to my allergies and I could never stop sneezing when I did so. It took me about a half-hour to mow the front and then I went around to the back. I had only cut two long strips in back when I suddenly noticed Kenny standing there. I cut my mower off, thinking that it was about time I took a little break.
"Hi Kenny," I said as soon as the mower cut off.
"Hi," he replied.
He looked so cute standing there with that innocent little, boy look on his face. He had seemed to have forgotten all about the spanking he had just been given less than an hour ago. I'm sure he didn't know that I had heard it because he didn't even look the slightest bit embarrassed.
"Can I help?" he asked.
"You mean you actually wanna help me mow my lawn?" I asked him.
"Sure," he replied, shrugging his shoulders.
He walked over to me and I started the mower back up. I watched as he pushed it down the length of the yard, and then turned and came back. Despite his small size, he actually did a pretty good job. When he turned back around with his back to me I noticed that the back of his upper legs, right where his high cutt-off shorts came down to, were quite red, and I could see the bottom part of a handprint. Seeing this made me wonder what that cute, little, bubble-butt of his looked like.
He finally finished mowing the back and I went inside to get us two cokes. We went around the front to the porch and I noticed him wince as he cautiously sat down.
"You okay?" I asked him.
He nodded. "My mom gave me a spanking cause I didn't clean my room up, and it still hurts a little," he said.
I immediately began to get very aroused when he said this, and I was hoping he wouldn't mind talking about.
"What did you get spanked with?" I asked him.
"Just her hand, that's all she ever spanks me with," he told me, "but she always pulls down my pants and it really hurts."
He then stood up and pulled one of the short cuffs up as far as he could, baring even more of the back of his legs and his lower left bun.
"Is it still red?" he asked, showing me.
I couldn't help staring. His little butt-cheek tried to peek out as much as it could. "Yeah, it's pretty red," I told him. He then sat back down, again with caution.
We sat on the porch talking for awhile and then suddenly I noticed his mom come out the front door and walk toward my house.
"Hi Matt," she said when she reached my porch. "I hope he's not bothering you."
"Not at all," I replied.
"I just got a call from the hospital and they need to me to pull a double-shift tonight," she informed me. "I just started working there, so it wouldn't have looked good if I said no. Only problem is I don't have anyone to watch Kenny. I hate to ask you this, but would it be possible for him to stay with you? It's just for this night until I find a full-time babysitter."
"Sure he can stay with me," I replied. "Is that okay with you Kenny?"
He nodded in approval with a big smile.
"Great! Thanks so much Matt," she said.
She took Kenny back home to get him some stuff for the night, and then the two of them quickly returned.
"I gotta go now or I'm gonna be late," she said. "If he gives you any problem at all you have my full-permission to tan his bottom."
I gave a small laugh. "I'm sure he'll be just fine," I told her.
Things began to go real well that evening with Kenny. First we ate and watched tv. Then we went outside to throw the football around. He didn't seem to mind diving for the ball, even though he was only wearing shorts, and when we decided to go back inside his legs were covered with dirt.
"Looks like you could use a bath," I told him.
"You gonna give me one?" he asked.
"Well, if it's okay with you," I replied.
"Fine with me," he said.
We walked off to the bathroom and I turned on the water in the tub. He began to get undressed with no concern at all about me being there. I then watched as he lowered his underwear down and off. When he stood up straight I got a full view of his entire body. He looked real good. My eyes suddenly became fixated upon his penis. It was long and thin, and had a long forskin that completely covered the head. He didn't seem to have any sort of shame being totally naked in front of me.
He got into the tub and sat down. I knelt down beside the tub and began to pour water all over him with my hands. I then took the soap and began to wash him with the lather from my hands. I washed his back and chest, and he made sure I wasn't going to overlook any area.
"What about my weenie?" he said with a grin.
He lied back and after putting more lather on my hands I began to wash his privates. I was so aroused having his penis slide in and out of my hand. I was even able to push his forskin back and expose the purple, little head. I rinsed it off in the water before pulling the forskin back over the head.
Kenny's butt was the last to get washed. He turned over on his stomach, and there it was. His two well-spanked buns which were still a bit red were pointed right up at me. I rubbed my hand all over his buns and up his crack, running my finger over his tight, little hole. I decided that was as far as I would go for now. We would have all night for more things.