You probably won't find many stories submitted by me in the future, as Iam no good at fiction such as the "time I spanked the traffic cop" orsuch, but I yet have a couple of real life experiences to share. I amnow 42 years old and it shocks me to realize that I have not beenwithout at least one steady lover since age 13. I grew up inPennsylvania (read my other story "High School Payback") and myneighborhood was considered somewhat upscale "artsy" if you know what Imean. It wasn't unheard of for guys to be "openly gay" even in the late60's or early 70's (my high school was rough though and you needed toughboyfriends or allies to get by there, I resisted my mother's wishes tosend me to a private school because my boyfriends went to public)
My first serious lover was named Chuck and we went to school together inthe 8th and 9th grades. I am so old that back then grade school wentthrough to the 8th grade, so it was an exciting time for the two of usin the summer of 1970 looking forward to starting high school togetherin the fall. We were so overcome with puppy love, leaving notes on eachothers coats in the locker and stuff of that nature. That summer westayed together either at my parents house or at his several times aweek. (both sets of parents were unsuspecting enough) Fooling around waseasier at my big house, where my parents left us alone in my room afterdark (and even during the day), but we enjoyed staying at his house too.His mom would make us dinner and serve it in his room to us, while weworked on our other passion besides _s_e_x_ (which happened to be the DarkShadows Fan Club, go figure??). She was a jolly Hungarian and made verygood food. Chuck's dad was nice too and Chuck also had a younger brotherand sister named Peggy (age 12) and Timmy (age 7). Even then I had afascination with spankings (although I never got any at home) and Chucktold me he used to get the belt till about age 12 (we were now 14). Afew times we heard Peggy getting beat with the belt for swearing at herparents and Timmy who was the youngest and most spoiled wouldoccasionally get the wooden spoon.
One August day, we were sitting in his living room trying to watch DarkShadows when Timmy and Peggy came in arguing over a toy that belonged toPeggy. Timmy wouldn't let her have it and she was screaming at him togive it to her. I looked at Chuck imploringly because I was missing muchof our favorite show (and I was the club's official notetaker!!) Chuck,who was already built like a man and kind of resembled TV's RobertBlake, got up and shoved little TImmy down, grabbed the toy and gave itto Peggy. Timmy screamed in outrage, rather than injury and told hismother the whole story. We could have gotten away with just aboutanything else (we were even allowed a couple of dad's beers now andthen), except picking on the precious baby of the house. When Chuck'smom served our dinner that evening, she said that Chuck was going to bein trouble with his dad later that evening and if I wanted to go home itwas up to me. Chuck just laughed and told me not to worry about it.
Around 9:30 that evening we heard Chuck's dad come home and the motherblithering a long tirade about what befell poor little Timmy earlier.Timmy ran in and said "You're going to get it now, Chuck". My heart was pounding not knowing what I wanted to happen (maybe I'llget spanked too!!!??) Then we heard him blast into Peggy's room and herscream as the belt went CRACK, CRACK CRACK...)
Then Chuck's dad appeared in the doorway and bellowed at him, "If youdon't want Randy to see you get your bare ass beat get out here NOW"Naturally I would have opted to watch, but Chuck got up like a realhe-man and sauntered into the other room. The father slammed the bedroomdoor and so I was unable to sneak out and watch (or just to chicken Iguess). After some shouting between the two deep male voices there was asilence and then CRACK, CRACK, CRACK...about 12 times, but no screamingor wailing as in the case of his sister.
Chuck came into the room with his eyes watery, but not actually crying.His dad came in and told me that although he liked me a great deal, Ihad better be a better influence on Chuck in the future or he wouldbreak up our "friendship". He then stormed into the other room and notlong after out of the house till late. Chuck's mom brought us applestruedel as a way of apology I guess and soon it was time for bed. Welocked the door and immediately started hot and heavy kissing andlovemaking. I insisted we 69 with his bare striped ass towards thestreetlight lit window and I traced the hot red weals first with myfinger then with my tongue. I kissed and licked every part of his hotdamaged ass and buried my face in his crack while I rubbed the raised upwelts. He moaned in pleasure & pain and kept wanting me to stop thinkinghe was hurting me (all my lovers worried about hurting me, and that iswhat I wanted). FInally we came together in a spasm and fell into adeep, deep sleep.
I tried to get him to spank me after that, confessing how much the wholdthing had turned me on, but he refused and eventually went straightafter I disappointed him by dating a member of the swim team. Manythings have happened in these many years and I've been with the samelover Barry for the last 20, but that long ago night it etched in mybrain forever. I have a good story from Barry's childhood, but I willrelate that at another time.