This story is fiction only.
The Cub meeting was in full swing, and as usual, Ben was playing up and causing a general nuisance. Ben was now 10, and was one of the older Cubs. His was tall for his age, slender, sandy blond hair and big blue eyes. Although Ben was always messing around and getting in to trouble, Akela had a soft spot for him. Ben could always talk himself out of trouble with a witty line or a flash of his cheeky boyish smile.
By now, Akela, the leader of the cub pack was reaching the end of his patience. After a particularly stressful day at work, the last thing he wanted was 32, 8-11 year olds, running around, shouting and being general pains in the butt. Although there was a several of the cubs misbehaving, Ben stood out from the crowd - as he always did! Then, when Ben gave one of the new cubs a wedgie, Akela had finally had enough.
"Ben, get next door to the quiet room", shouted Akela from the far end of the hall.
Ben jumped at the shout, but did as he was told without hesitation. Akela spoke to two of his assistant leaders, telling them what the boys should do next, and asked them to get on with it. As Akela left the room to the quiet room next door, he noticed that the boys were quieter. This is something he had learned over his many years as a leader, shouting loudly and having a go at an individual cub always stopped the rest of the pack misbehaving - if only for a couple of minutes.
Ben sat on a table in the quiet room. As usual it was quite cold. Just then, the door to the room opened, and in the entranceway stood the large frame of Akela. He was a very big man - 6'2" tall, big torso, big powerful arms and huge hands. Although Ben was tall for his 10 years, Akela towered above him. Akela entered the room without saying a word, moved a chair into the centre and sat down. He called Ben over to stand in front of him. This was also something he learned over his years of leadership. Sitting down with the cub in front of him, brought his eye level in line with the boy. He would then guide the cub closer to him - eye to eye. This was very confrontational, and something he had in films about the American army - screaming sargeants occupying the soldiers personal space. In this position, Akela would never need to shout, but would talk to the boy calmly. The boy had no option but to listen, unable to let his mind wander.
Akela looked deep into Bens eyes. He then calmed down, he couldn't stay angry with Ben long. Ben looked back at Akela with the usual sad looking 'I'm sorry' eyes. Akela then started to lecture the young boy. Ben had heard it all before. The usual lines about being a sixer, being one of oldest, being looked up to by the younger boys blah, blah, blah! Ben, as always listened and agreed he had been a pain.
"What am I going to do with you?", Akela asked the boy.
"I don't know", replied the cute young boy.
This, of course, was the answer that all Cubs gave when confronted with this question. Akela paused for a moment.
"Maybe I should talk to your Dad", suggested Akela.
"No, please don't", came the immediate answer from the boy, now looking a little concerned.
This was a bit of a loaded question from Akela, as he knew that Bens dad spanked him regularly, and that Ben was a little afraid of his father. Akela also knew that Ben liked him, as he had told him so on several occasions and always tried to sit next to him on trips and events. He had even fallen asleep in Akelas lap on the return journey from a theme park. Akela just looked down at the young boy for the whole journey home, stroking his beautiful blond hair, thinking how cute he looked.
Akelas mind snapped back to the matter in hand.
"Well, what do you suggest I do then. You've been a real pain these last few weeks, and picking on the younger boys is the last straw. We want them to come back each week, not leave", Akelas voice remained as calm and cool as it always was.
"Maybe you should smack me", Ben suggested without too much hesitation.
Akela was suddenly shocked. His eyes widened and his heart raced. This had been something he had wanted to too since Ben had started cubs. He had on occasion pulled Ben across his knee and tapped him on his little bottom in play, and had also given him wedgies a couple of times. But now to be offered the chance to give this boy a proper spanking, was his dream come true.
"Are you sure?", asked Akela in a 'please don't change your mind' way.
"Yes, I would like you to spank me, and I definitely don't want you to tell my Dad", the young boy said.
"You'd better bend over across my lap then", Akela said, as his heart raced fasted, and a boner awakened in his uniform trousers.
The slender, good looking young boy moved round to Akelas side and placed himself over the big mans lap. Akela lifted the boys green uniform sweatshirt to reveal an beautifully rounded bottom, with tight grey shorts covering it. The shorts were tight enough to reveal the boys underpant lines. Akela was very turned on by this. He thought the boy must be able to feel his boner digging into him. Akela placed his hand on Bens perfectly rounded globes and moved him across his lap a bit further so the boys toes only just touched the floor. He then rubbed his large hand over the gorgeous bottom that laid before him, caressing each cheeck, then running his finger down the line that the leg loops of the boys underwear made through his shorts. Ben just squirmed a little, he seemed to be enjoying the punishment so far.
"Akela", said Ben, "My Dad usually smacks me on my pants with my trousers down".
Akela nearly passed out.
"Would you like me to spank you the same way?", Akela enquired.
"I think I deserve it", Ben replied.
Ben then slid himself off Akelas lap, and lifted the front of this uniform sweatshirt and scarf.
"You take my trousers down", Ben said.
With trembling hands, Akela reached out for the fastener that held up the boys tight grey shorts. He then unzipped them, revealing a small triangle of yellow underpants. Akelas breathing was quickening as he slowly slipped his fingers inside the waistband and slowly peeled down the short trousers. He took his time, he wanted to savour every moment of this wonderful experience. Soon the grey shorts were down by the young boys reebok trainers. As Akela sat back up, he noticed the boy had an erection of his own sticking out the front of his snug fitting pants. Ben then lowered himself back over Akelas lap, the boys boner resting against the thin material of Akelas uniform trousers that covered his thigh. Akela pulled the boys underpants up a little to accentuate the beautifully rounded cheeks. In doing this, we revealed the label to these briefs - Marks & Spencer, 9-11 year old, 100% cotton.
"I think you should spank me at least ten times", Ben said, his hands now gripping the chair legs ready to receive his slaps.
Akela then placed his hand in the small of the boys back to hold him steady. It was smooth and warm. He them administered the first whack. He was a little unsure how hard he should smack him. From the noise coming from the other room, the games were in full swing, and there was no chance of anyone hearing the punishment.
"Harder", said Ben.
Akela then spanked the boy much harder with the next four whacks. He administered them slowly to make the most of the situation.
WHACK!.....WHACK!.....WHACK!.....WHACK!
After the fifth swat, Akela rubbed the boys underpant clad bottom - it was warm. Ben had squirmed a little on the fifth whack, but had remained silent througout. Akela thought that his young little lad had obviously received many spankings in the past at the hands of his father and that his beautiful little bottom was well used to it. Akela hadn't used his full strength, he didn't want to hurt the boy that much, and felt that 10 whacks was a bit excessive.
"I think, your last five whacks should be administered while I give you a wedgie", Akela suggested, with a slight tremble in his voice.
"Okay!", Ben said.
Akela slowly reached down to the waistband of young Bens pants and slowly pulled them up his back. We watched as the smooth brushed cotton slowly started to disappear up the boys bottom. He then reached across with his left hand, and put his hand through the leg loops for the final tug. This pulled Bens now reddened bottom up further. Akela could feel the young boys boner getting larger on his thigh. He then continued to spank the boy while holding his pants tight up his crack with the other hand.
WHACK! "Ahhh!", said Ben. WHACK! "Ow!" WHACK! "Owww!" WHACK! "YEOW!", Bens voice now starting to wince. WHACK! The last whack was administered harder than the previous nine. Akela released Bens bright yellow pants. Ben shot off of his lap and leaped and danced round the room rubbing his bottom with both hands, shorts still round his ankles, pants still wedgied up his finely formed bottom, which revealed a very red butt.
"Ow!.....Ow!..Ooooh!", said Ben as he went round the room.
"You okay?", Akela asked.
Ben then looked at him with watery eyes. Still rubbing his burning bottom.
"Yeah, I'm not too bad.", he said, "You've got big hands"
Akela noticed that Bens erection was as big as ever, but Ben did not seem to worry about it sticking out like a tent from the front of his undies. Ben then de-wedged himself and came and sat on Akelas lap, without pulling his shorts up. He gave Akela a hug and kissed him on the cheek. Akela hugged him back and rubbed the young boys bottom.
"Sorry I've been a pain", Ben said, still hugging Akela. "I will try and behave more. I would like you to spank and wedgie me again in future though"
Akelas heart raced once again.
"Only if you want me to", Akela said calmly, but with a lot of happiness in his voice. "We'd better get back in there, or they will wonder what's going on"
"Okay", said Ben as he looked lovingly into Akelas eyes.
He then jumped off Akelas lap. Bent over to pick up his shorts. Akela thought that he had bent right over on purfose, just so that he could have another good look at his tight small underpant clad bottom. He puled his shorts up and tucked his erection in before doing up his flies. Then both Boy and Mentor returned to the rest of the pack, who were tidying up after a very noisy game. The rest of pack passed without incident, Akela feeling happy and calm, especially when Ben would occasionally look up at him and give him that cheeky smile.