When worlds collide! Apple Butt meets Skyler...well, sort of...
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School had started, and this meant that Skyler was going to get to meet some new friends. His old ones, he had decided, stunk. Calvin, Tommy and the rest of them never let him forget about all the abuse Skyler had taken the summer before. All of the younger kids, who Skyler didn't even know, teased him mercilessly because Chris had let it be spread in the lower grades that he (Chris) has spanked Skyler down by the pond.
That little _s_h_i_t_! Skyler thought. One day he would have his revenge. One day.
The only student that didn't tease him was a new, fresh faced boy who had also just turned twelve. This kid's name was "Tommy," and while he seemed fascinated by the stories of Skyler and his constantly whacked bottom, he didn't rub it in or make fun of him. Maybe, because Tom had gone through the same thing back in his home before moving here, but he always seemed to have a certain amount of compassion for Skyler.
"Yeah," Tommy one day admitted. "I've been spanked a lot too. Kind of stinks."
The two became best friends almost over night. Skyler was constantly going over to Tom's to play, but rarely inviting him over to his place - the last thing he needed was someone ELSE watching him get an ass-whoooping, even if his new friend had been spanked before. This was not the way he wanted to start a friendship.
One day, after school, Tommy and Skyler were walking together making plans for that weekend. They had a ton of stuff to do; they were going to go to the movies, they were going to go to the new comic book store, they were going to spend the night and watch scary movies.
"Think we should invite anyone else?" Tommy asked, still not sure who everyone else was yet.
"Well, maybe Timmy and Calvin can come by," Skyler shrugged, not too keen in sharing his new buddy with anyone. "We can ask."
"They're pretty cool?" Tom asked.
"Yeah, they're okay, I guess," Skyler said, admitting then that they had a pretty mean sense of humor sometimes; "They've gotten me bad a few times, but they are still all right guys."
"Cool, let's ask them!" Before Tom met Skyler the only other kids in the neighborhood were these younger kids, The Cleaverly kids.
Unknown to them, Chris was right behind them the whole time. He was a younger, meaner little kid, who had it in for Skyler, basically because Skyler treated him like a mean little kid. When Tom separated from Skyler to go to his house, Chris broke from the pack of other kids and up to Skyler.
"You gonna invite me?!" he asked.
"What?!" Skyler was pissed. "You were listening?"
"Why aren't you going to invite me?" Chris asked again.
"Cuz you're a little creep, that's why, Chris," Skyler said with a "sheesh."
"I thought I was your best friend!" Chris said with an evil smirk.
"Dude," Skyler said. "You are so far away from being any sort of friend."
"What about THAT DAY last summer, huh?" Chris said, reminding Skyler of the time Skyler lost a bet and had to be Chris' best friend for a week.
"That was for one week, douche-bag," Skyler growled. "Besides: you still owe me in a big way!"
"What do you mean?" Chris, at nine, loved to _f_u_c_k_ with Skyler's head.
"You know what I mean," Skyler said, nodding his head. "The day we're friend, is the day I get to give YOU a spanking."
"But you're friends with Timmy and all them, and they got you a lot worse than I ever did!" Chris sounded totally amazed that he wasn't allowed to play with Skyler.
"Yeah, but you went around the whole school telling everyone, Chris," Skyler hissed. "I bet you ever told all the little kids in your Cub Scouts too!"
"Did not not!" Chris snapped back. "Besides, Timmy and Calvin and everyone else that was there at Timmy's house that day his Daddy paddled you also told!"
"Yeah, well, I don't care about them," Skyler said, defensively. "They're still my friends, and you are not."
Chris slowed down his walk, and walked behind Skyler for a moment as he collected his thoughts about things for a few minutes. "If I let you spank me," he then said, getting Skyler's attention, "will you then let me play with you guys?"
Skyler's heart started beating faster and faster. He really didn't like Chris; he was kind of a self absorbed little prick. But he was _d_a_m_n_ cute, and he did want to see what he would look like naked.
"It'll have to be on the bare bottom, Chris," Skyler told the youngster, quietly so that the other kids didn't hear.
"On the bare butt?!" Chris whined. "I don't know."
"Well, come back when you do," Skyler said, as they got to the turn off to his house. "There's the offer." Skyler walked on up to his house trying not to obsess about it too much. He didn't realize, but Chris was at the corner of the road, looking up and thinking about the offer.
"SKYLER!" Chris yelled up, surprising the older boy, just as he got to his front door. "What about now?"
"What do you mean?" Skyler was shocked. "RIGHT now?"
"Yeah," Chris said, walking up the drive way. "Why not?"
"Shouldn't you be somewhere?"
"Nah."
Skyler thought and thought about it. He couldn't believe his good luck here! What should he do???
"All right," Skyler said, opening the front door. "Let's go to my room."
Chris slowly followed. The two entered the front of the house. Markley was sitting, watching television.
"Where's Pa?" Skyler asked nervously.
"Out back," his Dad's paid help said, motioning to the back. "He's pretty pissed."
"About what?" Skyler got really nervous.
"He wanted to know how his tools got left out in the rain," Markley said, slowly turning to the boys.
"Ah, _s_h_i_t_," Skyler whispered.
"I told him I did it," Markley said.
"Really?!" Skyler said, relieved. "Thanks, dude."
"Only thing is, now he's pissed at me, and I can't tell him I lied for you or else he's going to fire my ass, so I think the only fair thing is...."
Skyler saw this coming a mile away....hell, Ray Charles could have seen this coming a mile away!
"....spank you."
"Ah," Skyler said to his guest. "I think you should leave now."
"That's okay," Chris said, with a smile. "We can do what I came for when you're done. I'll wait in your room!"
"Oh, okay," Skyler said, hesitantly.
"I'll be ready for you!" And off the little _s_h_i_t_ scampered.
Without saying a work, Skyler draped himself over the man's wide lap, as Markley wasted no time in spanking Skyler soundly.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
It seemed so unfair to Skyler.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!!
He didn't ask Markley to take the blame.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
It's almost like he set the whole thing up
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
Markley was done pounding Skyler's jeans covered ass just as they both heard the back door opened.
"Skyler! You home?" his Pa yelled.
"Y-yes, Daddy," Skyler said, sorely walking to the back to see what his father wanted. When he got there he saw his Dad holding a pile of dirty, paint splattered clothes.
"What is this?!" his father asked. Skyler looked at it, and thought for a second before remembering the incident last summer when he spilled the paint then lied about it.
Moments later, right there on the back porch, Skyler was stark naked and crying up a storm. His father had made him strip everything off, and he was to be naked ALL WEEKEND LONG as punishment for destroying then lying about it.
"P-p-please Daddy!" Skyler sobbed, totally embarrassed already about being nude outside his house. "I was suppose to go to my friend Tommy's this weekend!!"
Not being an unfair man, Skyler's father changed the rules - Skyler would have to be naked for 24 hours straight (until 4pm on Saturday), then he could go over to Tommy's.
However, in exchange for that, Tommy's bare ass got spanked for a second time in ten minutes - this time on the back porch by his Daddy, and his big shoe!
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT!
By the time a blubbering Skyler got to his room (totally naked), he had already forgotten about his guest. That's why he was shocked when he walked in and saw Chris standing in the middle of the room, wearing only his undershorts!
"What....?" Skyler said, confused for a minute.
"Ready when you are, chief," the nine year old said, his hands on his hips. It was then that Skyler noticed two things:
(1) For a nine year old, Chris had one huge pecker jammed in his underpants (it looked even bigger than that time he saw them in his swimming suit), and
(2) he and Chris were not alone in his room....!
"I always pegged you for a sicko, Skyler," a voice said, as Skyler jolted around to see Calvin standing there with a huge _s_h_i_t_-eating grin on his face.
"What are you doing here?" Skyler said, covering his small, hairless crotch.
"Markley let me in, and from what I see, just in time!" Cal laughed.
"Don't worry, Skyler, I told him everything," Chris said with a smirk.
"WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM?" Skyler really didn't like the way ANY of this _s_h_i_t_ looked.
"That you and him are butt buddies!" Cal teased.
"THAT'S NOT WHAT'S GOING ON!" Skyler cried out, as Cal hushed him back down to earth.
"Take it easy, dude!" Cal laughed. "Little Mister Horse _d_i_c_k_ over there told me the deal, and it sounds pretty sick, Skyler," he added, making reference to the nick-name he and the other guys on the swim team had for Christopher.
"It was his idea!" Skyler pleaded.
"Well, it's pretty sick," Cal said, stopping to take a look at Skyler's glowing ass. "However, on second thoughts...."
"Did your Daddy do that too?" Chris asked, as he ajusted his package.
"Yeah."
"MAN! First Markley, then your Daddy...."
"Shut up, Horsey!" Calvin snapped. "Now it's going to be MY turn, or else I go tell everyone, including your new friend, Tommy, that I caught you and a nine year old NAKED in your room!"
"But he's not naked!" Skyler said, pointing in vain to Chris. "Not really."
"So? He's naked enough for the gang!" Calvin chuckled.
Skyler was beat (so to speak). "All right," Sky said, choking back some tears. "Let's do it."
Chris' face broadened to a HUGE smile; he had his hand on his hips, as his monster of a _d_i_c_k_ began to get larger and larger in his white, cotton shorts.
"All right," Cal ordered. "On your back, with your ankles around your ears."
"WHAT?"
"Do it!"
Skyler reluctantly got into this totally humiliating and exposing position. Chris moved closer onto the bed for a great look at this angle that exposed Skyler's ass, hole, hairless balls, and tiny _c_o_c_k_.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!
Skyler held in his cries the best he could.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!
He didn't want his father and Markley what was happening.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!
He bit his lip, and avoided looking over to Chris.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!
He couldn't believe this was happening for a THIRD TIME in last than a half hour!!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!
Finally Calvin was done, and Skyler dropped his legs, rolled over on his belly, and cried into the pillow as he clutched his sore, sore, SORE bottom with all his might.
"Whew!" Calvin said. "That was fun, Sky!"
"Yeah!" Chris agreed.
"Now, you're turn, Horse!" Cal said, taking the nine year old by the scruff of the neck.
"HEY!!" Chris said, as four foot, ten inch body was flung over Cal's legs, as his undershorts were flung to the floor.
"You had a deal," Calvin said, as his hand began to rain down hard on Chris' snow-white buttocks. "And since Skyler is really in no shape to do the deal, I guess I will."
Unlike Skyler, who was able to hold it in, Chris screamed up a bunch.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" he said, as his ass seemed to catch on fire.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!!!
Calvin let a lot more swats land than he did with poor Skyler, because he had already been so well spanked.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
Calvin was already past fifty hard spanks, when the door opened (he would have gone to a hundred, if he could have). It was Markley and Skyler's Daddy!
"WHAT THE _f_u_c_k_ IS GOING ON HERE!" Skyler's Dad screamed at the top of his lungs, in order to be heard over the wailing Chris. "PUT THAT BOY DOWN, CALVIN!!!"
"yes sir...." Calvin said, as he let Chris up, where he danced around clutching his bottom, like a native doing a rain dance, hoping for some water to ease the pain in his rear end.
"Geez!" Skyler's father said, eyeing up Chris' huge man-sized pecker. "Look at that thing, Markley!"
"It is huge," Markley gasped. "You the little kid that mows all those yards?
"Yeah," a totally humiliated Chris said, still rubbing his bum.
"Well, what the hell was he doing to you?" Skyler's father yelled.
"I can explain, sir," Calvin began.
"We had a bet," Chris jumped in, hoping to cover for what had just happened. "Skyler and I loss."
"Son," Skyler's pop said, addressing Calvin. "There is only one person who does spanking in this house, and it's me!" Markley looked away, sheepishly. "I don't care what they did, or what kind of deal you made, I am the only one who spanks in this house. UNDERSTAND?"
"Yes sir," Cal gulped.
"Good," Skyler's Pa said, as he took Calvin by the hand and lead him out of the room. Markley stayed behind, to take a closer look at Chris and Skyler's bruised asses. They were all jolted to their senses by the sound from the next room of Calvin getting his very own afternoon spanking.
"Good," Chris blubbered.
"You better get some clothes on," Markley said.
"I can't," Skyler said, looking up with the biggest tear stained eyes. "I'm still being punished."
"Okay," Markley said, nodding his head. "But he's not. Get dressed and get on out of here."
Quietly Chris got dressed. He was never so embarrassed in his whole life than he was at that moment. Oh, sure, it was great to hear Calvin get spanked in the next room, but to have been tanned like that, and have EVERYONE see it, well....it just sucked, he decided. He suddenly knew how Skyler must have felt.
"Well," Markley said, looking at his watch. "I need to leave you girls. I gotta a date!"
"With who?" Skyler asked, looking up to the man who had been the first one who spanked him that day.
"Some woman who moved into town a few months ago with her son," Markley said with a shrug.
"Is her son's name, Tommy?" Skyler asked, amazed.
"Yeah, I think so, why?"
"He's in my school," Skyler said. "We're friends. REAL friends," he added glaring at Chris, as he had just tucked his massive penis into his pants; all of that and Skyler STILL din't get to see just how big Horsey was?!!
"He's probably an obnoxious little turd like you too, huh?"
"No," Skyler said, as he paused to continue hearing the lovely sound of Calvin squealing in the next room. "He's cool."
"That's okay," Markley said with a wink. "I'm sure I can handle him if he gets out of line."
"I'm sure you can," Sky said, with a bit of perplexing. "But isn't she a lot older than you?"
"So?" Markley said with a shrug as he left. "Come on, Christopher. I'll walk you out."
"Skyler?" Chris said, after he was finally dressed and about to follow Markley
"Yeah," Skyler sniffled.
"I'm sorry."
"Thanks," Skyler said, resentful still.
"Can we still be best friends?" Chris asked.
Skyler thought about that one long and hard before he finally answered, "I don't think that would be a good idea." He could see Chris' eyes watering up again.
"Why?" Chris whined.
"We need to have friends our own age, Skyler said, finally pulling a blanket over his bare body. "Like me and Tommy, and you and that Benny kid."
"FINE!" Chris said, turning to leave, just as a bawling Calvin was allowed to leave. The two boys stormed out of the house, and ironiclly neither of them ever stepped foot in there again.