During the summer two years ago I was outside washing my motorcycle when a young boy walked up behind me, I knew the kid his name was Josh, he was friends with my nephews.
"Hi! Is Mike or Steven here today?" Josh's voice was so high if you were blind you would swear it was a girl's voice.
"Nope. There're not coming over this week." I stood to look at the kid, his head came below my chest, he had dark brown hair that was cut off at his ears and collar, it was comb to one side giving him that sixties wave look. His face was still a little round in the cheeks and his nose was slightly turned up; he always seemed quiet and to himself when he was at the house with my nephews, today he seemed very happy almost hopping in place his smile pushed those cheeks out and you could see his dimples.
"_d_a_m_n_! I wanted to play that computer game you showed us last weekend." His smile disappeared and he kicked the ground. I liked the way he lowered his face almost like he was pouting.
"Well Josh you're welcome to play on the computer whenever you want to. But you know the rules." Last weekend when I had my nephews and Josh over they played games all night, and when kids get frustrated with a game they swear. My rules are no swearing each swear word counts as a bare butt spank, last weekend Josh watched as my nephews each got spanked. It was nothing painful; it did smart, but nothing to cry about. When Josh heard of the no swear rule he did his best not to swear and avoided a spanking. Hearing him swear now made me want to warn him about the risks he takes in my home.
He looked surprised and happy that he could still play on the computer without my nephews being there. "Alright! Thanks Mr. Phelps!"
"But if you do any more swearing you know what's going to happen." I just wanted him to understand the risks his butt takes here.
"I don't care if you double the spanks! I just want to play 'DOOM' on your computer." I swear he was doing the pee-pee dance right there, he was so excited.
I couldn't help but laugh. I put my towel on the bike and reached my arm out to the boy, he walked up to me and I put an arm around his shoulders and led him to the back door of the house. The back door lead right into my den where I kept all my toys; the room had weights, video movies, the computer and all the games I had collected from the last ten years, and boxes of comics I have been collecting.
"Wow! I just can't believe how much neat stuff you have." His wide eyes were constantly roaming the room trying to see all the 'neat stuff' that he could.
I walked over to the computer and sat down to start it up. "Well my parents say I haven't grown up yet. That's probably why I have so many toys, and not a wife and kids." I half laugh. Josh walked next to me and leaned against the chair I was in.
"It'll take a minute for the computer to start up." I said while I lifted my right arm and put in around Josh's waist. My hand was rubbing his bottom as we waited for the computer to start; he just stood there as if nothing was happening. His cheeks were firm and to test the waters I squeezed his right cheek and pulled him in closer to me. He came forward a little. At first I thought he was moving away but he lifted his left leg over my right and sat on my lap, he then leaned back against my chest and sat waiting. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held tight, as the computer finished it's start-up I leaned forward to enter the commands, Josh leaned with me as if he didn't want to get up.
"There you go." I said. I patted his stomach and started to get up. "I'll be outside. I gotta finish washing my bike."
Josh pushed back on me. "Oh do you have to?" Can't you stay a while and help me? I'm not as good as the other guys." Josh was begging, he had those 'lost puppy dog eyes' looking up at my face. (How the hell do you turn from that?)
"Ok pal, I stay awhile and help out." Christ I was happy to stay there.
"Alright!" Josh lifted his leg over my left leg and now was sitting completely on my crouch, and he started bouncing up and down in excitement. (My God he was giving me a hardon!)
He started playing and it didn't take long before he was swearing like a sailor, before the first level was finished he had accumulated six swear words each unique in it's own way. When the first level was finished he began hopping up and down again, I was about to cream my shorts there was so much action on top of my _d_i_c_k_. I held him tight to congratulate him.
"See I knew you could do it." I hugged him and he held my arms as well. "But jeez kid you already got six spanks coming to you. What did you do memorize a swearing dictionary?"
Josh blushed. "No!" He looked up over his shoulder at me, "and besides it's 12 spanks. Remember double spanks."
Now I never said anything about double spanks, he did, but I didn't take it serious at the time. But then who am I to turn down a free offer like this. "That's right I almost forgot. But what's going on the other night you were like a little choir boy, you were polite you didn't swear, what's up?"
He was leaning over to the computer to save his game. "I just didn't want to be spanked in front of the guys. That's all." He sat back against my chest and held on to my arms as I was still hugging his chest from behind. "Can I get my spanks now?" He was looking up at me with those _d_a_m_n_ eyes. "I don't want to save them like the guys did. Just at the end of each level you spank me, so I don't have to get them all at once when I finish the game." The night when all the boys stayed over my nephews wanted to save all their spanks until bedtime, my guess was that Josh didn't want the spanks to last as long as they did with my nephews.
Well who am I to argue with the one in charge? "Ok then. Drop them britches." I couldn't help but laugh a little at how this thing was happening.
Josh stood up and looked around the room looking for something. "Can we do it in the living room on the sofa like the guys got it the other night?"
This was new to me; the kid seemed to be excited about a spanking. "Sure. Lead the way." I stood up and he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the living room. He then walked over to the sofa and along the way he kicked off his sneakers and was unbuttoning his cut offs. "You do know my spanks do hurt don't you?" I was sitting on the sofa with Josh to my right; he had just pushed his shorts and underwear off.
"I don't care. I can take it. I just don't like it when other people watch me get spanked." He then turned and laid across my lap, I barely got my legs spread apart before he was on me.
I looked down at his milky white cheeks and laid my hand on them and my left hand on this shoulder to hold him, but I don't think he needed to be held. This eleven-year-old kid was something else, just one of his butt cheeks filled the palm of my hand and I rubbed the one cheek with my fingers going along his crack.
"Do you get many spankings at home?" My voice was almost horse.
"Yeah my mom spanks me all the time." He turned his head to look up at me. "But they don't hurt like her boyfriends' do." He turned back and waited for his spankings.
I finally got the picture; the kid was used to being spanked and liked it to be one on one action with men. I had to wonder what else he liked one on one. "Alright Josh do you remember how Steve and Mike got their spanks?"
"Yeah. I have to keep my buns lose or you won't spank until they are." He then wiggled and lifted his bottom to keep from tightening up his butt. "Like this?"
Slap! "Yeah like that." Slap!
Josh flinched a little with each slap, they weren't hard, and I just needed to see at what point it would start to hurt. He pushed his butt back for the third slap.
Slap! He pushed up Slap! He pushed up. At this point I notice that I was having no effect, just an occasional jerk. And so I gave it a shot.
SLAP! "Owe!"
"Well you said you could take it." SLAP!
He jerked harder this time and he wasn't pushing back up as fast as before. "But those really hurt."
SLAP! "What did you expect?" SLAP! "Love pats all day?" SLAP! "No swearing. Remember?" SLAP! His butt was tightening down and had a nice shade of red starting to show, he was hugging the sofa arm trying to keep his hands away from his bottom. "Just two more can you take it? They're going to be the hardest."
All this while he had his head down low so I couldn't see his face. He turned to look at me, tears had filled his eyes but he wasn't crying. "Make em your hardest, I can take it!" He then lowered his head back into the sofa arm and waited. My hand had been on his butt cheeks rubbing them; my fingers had just lightly travel up his butt crack.
SMACK! "Owe! _f_u_c_k_ that one hurt!" Josh straighten his back and his arms flew back behind him to guard himself.
"Well you just bought two more with that." SMACK!
"Owe! Jeez that's really hurting now!" I had to pin his arms behind him out of the way. "Oh please no more hard ones." He had tightened his legs and butt cheeks, and his ass was a nice bright color of red, he looked over his shoulder at me the tears were now flowing. I allow my hands to rub his sore ass for some time my fingers lightly traveling in deeper into his bottom. Josh had lowered his head back down, as my fingers went deeper into his ass furrow.
"Are you ready for the last two hard ones?" My middle finger had finally found its mark, his anus. I pressed lightly on the little bunghole. But instead of his cheeks clenching down on my finger he pushed back up at my finger, his breath was somewhat shallow almost as if he was concentrating on something.
"Ok. But I want them fast not spread out." He looked back over at me. "Please."
SMACK! SMACK!
Well he laid there on the verge of crying but never really bawling, when I asked him if he was ready for the next level of the game, he said he wanted to lay there a little longer so I let him. I kept messaging his little bottom for almost 30 minutes, when he said he was ready. He didn't swear as much during the next level of the game, so his spanks weren't as hard or as long but he did lie across my lap as I messaged him for minutes on end. For almost 2 years now he has come over to play games, or to talk, or needing help with his homework. We have never had _s_e_x_, I've only touched on rubbed his anus, but never gone inside, he says he enjoys the 'butt rub' as he calls it. There are times when he's over watching TV he'll just lay across my lap and ask me to rub him. He's a good kid and has never given me reason to be really mad at him, or to really lie into his butt, he just likes to be play spanked or sometimes to see how many hard spanks he can take.
THE END.