My Uncles Farm I arrived in Klkeel and felt tired after my trip from Belfast were I lived. I was going to stay with my two cousins on my uncles farm outside of the small fishing village. I am 15 and my cousin Jim is the same age and Ian is 16. Since my father died two years ago my mother had to take a job and she said that because of my behaviour she could not trust me at home on my own. So I was going to spend the summer break with my aunt and uncle joining my cousins working on the farm. She told me that I needed some male guidance and my uncle was a very strict believer and followed the churches teaching requiring obedience and hard work from his children.
Although I didn't know what to expect I was happy to see my aunt and uncle with Jim and Ian wearing waiting for me at the bus station. The day was really sunny and they were wearing addias shorts the same as mine. I had only been down here once before when I was 10 and my father brought me down when he was still alive. My cousins, like myself, had grown up a lot since then. Ian looked a lot like his father with ginger coloured hair and really well built making the shorts look small on him. Jim had dark wavy hair like myself also well built but softly spoken even a bit polite. My uncle seemed very fit as he grabbed my bags. His shirt was lying open exposing a muscle bound chest matched by the large biceps bulging out of his short sleeved shirt. Jim quickly jumped into the back seat of the land rover as his mum and dad was in the front. Ian was very quiet as he slid into the seat beside him and I couldn't help but notice his thighs as the seat cover pushed up his shorts, revealing that he wasn't wearing any under-wear under them. I wondered where I was to go as the seat was very narrow and Ian told me to sit on his knee. As it was very hot I thought I would take of my top and I eased myself onto Ian knee. Ok everyone shouted my uncle as he land rover suddenly jolted forward and both Ian and my self slid back into the seat. I could feel Ian was going hard and could feel it against my skin as both our shorts had slid up. As we bumped along the road I could feel my own penis go hard. Ian had his hands round my waist to keep me from slipping as the road was bad and full of bends as we climbed up into the Mourne mountains. With one of the bumps I was bounced up so that my hard _c_o_c_k_ went right into his hands. It was the first time I had seen him smile and he whispered I'm glad now you're sleeping with me.
He told me that I was staying in the main house with them as there were four other boys working on the farm during their holidays and they stayed in the cabin. He told me that if any one did not do their work or give back cheek they were spanked. I asked him if he was spanked too. Jim had been listening and laughed saying that Ian was going to get it now as well as two of the other guys. I suppose collecting me had held it up for an hour or so. We were interrupted as the car came to an abrupt stop. I could see several young guys running across the field towards my uncle. The first there, I found out later, was the oldest guy. "Are you doing the spanking now Mr Murphy" he asked my uncle. Yes Peter would you get the two boys ready and he told Ian you get down and join them. My uncle put his arm round me and said I hope you will learn from this that we run a tight ship here and when boys misbehave they will get spanked. He told me that a local company had developed a safety riding crop by using sponge to line the leather and therefore being very safe. He said it was such a success that they now made a strap for parents that had the same features and that most of his church community had bought them. He said that it took longer to administer punishment because of this but it kept within the law of not using excessive force and allowed parents to do their duty. He then produced a note and I could recognised my mothers writing and he showed me a list of things I had done wrong and I knew I was for it as well. Just then Peter came running up to tell my uncle that he had Ian and the two lads stripped and ready and asked if I was he wanted me to join them. Yes Patrick's mother has sent me a list of complaints and he will be getting the strapped for each one of them so we will see him every day for the next week. Peter grabbed me by the arm and led me down towards the farmhouse. My head was spinning as I was thinking of being stripped, as I still was hard from my car ride with Ian. Peter told me not to worry too much as we all get spanked from time to time. I said to him are you not too old. I am the only 17 the same as Kieran and Terry the other guys getting spanked with you. He stopped and looked at me and I felt embarrassed as my _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard and pushing out the flimsy shorts. Well I can see your well endowed he said as he slid his hand down the front of my shorts and grasped it firmly. He turned me round feeling my butt with his other hand. You have a good firm butt so you will get it full force he said. I was still in a daze but this new world I had entered while a bit scary was really getting excited and the boys all seemed to get a kick out of it as I could see the bulge that had appeared in Peters tight Levi jeans. Well I suppose I will now have to pay for the bad times I give my mum.
As I walked in the door of the farmhouse my aunt was standing there. She was much younger than my mum and much more glamorous as uncle had married a girl much younger than himself. She said well Patrick I believe you have been very naughty at home to your mother. I mumbled yes I... . She smiled and said well you want to grow up a fine young man so I know your uncle is doing this for your own good. I could see neat piles of clothes on the large wooden table across the room as she told me to take of everything and fold them neatly on the table. As I told her that I would if she left the room. She was very angry and told me she would tell my uncle. I quickly took of my clothes and stood with my erection full out in front. She looked at me and said you will make a fine young man but you need to mix with other boys and your stay on the farm along with sound spankings will help you. Peter had also stripped and she give him a jock strap but he said he'd rather do without it as it hurt him.
Peter then led me down to the basement. The full basement when not used as a home gym could be converted into a punishment room. As Peter was leading me down the narrow stairs I could hear the crack of the strap of naked skin. The sight that met me made my _c_o_c_k_ go really hard again. There was a length of wood attached to the floor and running the full length of the room with about six sets for leather ankle restraints chained to it. Each boy's legs were stretched fully and held by the ankle straps. There was a metal frame about 12 inches high fitted to the floor and stretching the full length of the room about a meter in front of the boys. They were bent over to reach this and their hands strapped to wrist restraints on the metal frame. This meant that their butts were really wide open and up in the air. My uncle was wearing the leather jock strap he uses for weight training and was busy bouncing the strap of Terry's exposed buttocks. The sweat was rolling from my uncles brow and I couldn't take my eye of his muscular body and the jock that could not hold his penis as it stood erect out of the pouch. I stared at the size and thickness of it as it was accentuated, as was his well formed butt, every time he swung the strap to crack of Terry's bottom. I could see that my cousin Jim had changed into his training jock and so had the other two young boys who were not being punished.
Uncle now started on his son Ian and after twenty smacks he shouted at Peter to grease him and bung him. I didn't know what this meant so I waited to see what Peter would do. He put cream on Ian's bottom and pulled out a tub of grease which he worked up Ian's crack. He then opened a box of what looked like plastic pricks and picked one and showed it to Mr Murphy. My uncle shouted he would take a bigger one so Peter then produced one that I thought looked about eight inches and was very thick. He greased it well and started to insert it into Ian's anus. Ian was yelling a bit as Peter slowly screwed it in pushing it fully home. Then the strap really started falling again on Ian's widely opened anus. The next thing I seen was Ian's white juices spurting every where. My uncle yelled at Peter to get me tied into place as he rested. As my legs where outstretched I felt very vulnerable as Peter took my hands and bent me forward to hold onto the front frame. I thought, as I bent forward, that I would never reach down to it. My anus felt so open and then Peter finished of by once again pulling my legs wider apart and fastening them and also my hands into the restraints. I then felt him pushing the grease right up my crack and then I couldn't believe the sensation as he took the same size of plastic bung and started edging it up my anus. I screamed not knowing what to expect but as it started going up it was the most enjoyable feeling I have ever had. Then the strap started bouncing of me. It wasn't really too sore but it did sting every time it hit you causing you to bounce. The restraints caused you to pull in your bottom and the bung was like getting wanked from the inside. It wasn't long before I shot my white sperm everywhere to loud cheers from the onlookers. When Peter came over he removed the bung. To tighten my hand restraints he had to lean right over me and I felt his naked body across me and his hard _c_o_c_k_ then took the place of the bung as he shot his load into me.
I secretly was thinking that my stay on the farm would turn out to be the most exciting time in my life. As Peter was with me, my uncle started to grease Kieran's bottom. Kieran played a great deal of football and look more than 17. Uncle told us that the first half of the punishment was over and we could go upstairs and have something to eat as big boys like Kieran needed special punishment. We all went up stairs and left uncle to deal with Kieran on his own. As I looked back I seen my uncle undo his jock strap revealing an enormous hard. I suppose spanking naked young butts can have that effect. As we rushed to get up stairs I could feel Ians naked body pushing hard against me and he told me that the rest of the farm workers would be in for their break and we had to stay naked until our punishment was over. Terry was telling me that all the boys that work on the farm get the job because their fathers work for Mr Murphy as well as he has two farms and a large fishing boat. As Terry went into the large living room he went over to his dad who was sitting with a well-deserved pint of beer. He turned Terry round and said to my Aunt I don't think much of this new belt look his bottom isn't even red. Terry was telling him that the punishment was only half way through but his father was saying to the other men, I like to see a boy's bum red and well welted. They all seemed to agree with this and Kieran's father said that is the reason young men are given well formed bottoms to help with their up bringing. I hope he's laying into my Kieran or I will.
Spanking boys in this part of the country seemed just part of everyday life. With that Kieran came up the stairs after the first part of his spanking and he was walking with his legs apart so uncle must have used a very large bung on him. His father grabbed him and said what ever you got wasn't enough for you I want to see your bum red or purple. There was a guy about 25 called George and he called me over and asked who I was. I told him and he told me I could sit with him as there were no seats and the boys usually sat with their parents. My aunt said thank you George that is very kind of you. He was really a great looking guy and was the star for the county Gaelic football team. I sat on his knee and he talked to me about football. I didn't seem to worry about being naked when I sat with this guy even though he had his hands firmly on my thighs it seemed so natural.
My uncle came over to us. I see you've met my nephew Patrick from Belfast George watch he's a bit of lad and needs to be spanked into shape. Well like you I'm good at that said George. They talked for a bit and then my uncle told Peter to take us down and prepare us as George was doing the second half of our punishment. My uncle then turned and told me after today you still have another seven days of punishments, as there were eight items on that list. You will work on the farm tomorrow morning and then go over to George's house for punishment, as I am busy for the next few days. But that is the next story