I contacted a guy who had written a story on these pages & arranged to visit hinm early September (last week) after I had foinished classes at University I arrived at Pauls Flat in East End at 4pm, I was nervous uneasy & my heart was pounding. I had spoken to paul on the phone, he was very relaxed and easy going. I came as he said in very tight torn blue jeans & a white T Shirt. I rang the bell & there he was about 23, same age as me.
After a few awkward minutes, paul asked me if we should get started, I agreed & took off my long coat. "_s_h_i_t_, you wernt joking when you said you have a cute ass Brad"... I stood for ages in front of paul as he inspected the torn jeans exploring and enlarging every rip, his fingers probing everywhere, he was pleased i had obayed and come without underwear, it was going to be a thorough thrashing.
i was told to get on my hands and knees and beg for the rod for wearing such cheeky _s_e_x_y jeans, paul told me any guy with a butt that _s_e_x_y needed to be flogged, this would be the first of very many whipings hed give me
i raised my ass humbly, gratefully, whispering thanks sa he ordered me to stretch further, i could hear the thin faded denim tearing, paul told me he was going to beat mne because i was very goodlooking and needed to learn my place, learn how to grovel, learn to submit in close fit blue jeans, i stretched more and felt the tip of the rod exploring the slit of the denim firmly entering my butt hole raising me further , lifting my ass to my new master
and then obediently i writhed and squirmed as the first loud swish cracked on my surrendered buttocks. i looked up to see paul in his 501s bulging as he raised the rod again, then again
i whimpered and grovelled, i was told to raise the shressed denim for more then just as i was gasping at the seventh stroke, paul pulled me to my feet by my ear and ordered me to go upstairs and change, i hurredly bounded up the stairs and entered a small bedroom and changed into the tight school shorts provided then returned in my short denim jacket and t shirt
now ill beat you for wearing such short punishment shorts brad, ok, yes sir, please sir whatever sir says, he was no longer paul anymore, he was sir
i bent silently over his lap and received a sound hard spanking that lasted 20 minutes all the while being told how _s_e_x_y i was