About a year after I had bought my house, a Chinese family moved in next door. They seemed very friendly and I loved it when the man and woman would bow to me. That made me feel important. The couple had two children, both boys, ages 10 and 12. They were not only cute boys, but quite beautiful. Their soft brown skin and cute smiles warmed my heart.
The father was fairly strict with the boys, often yelling at them and sometimes resorting to spanking them. I never saw them get spanked, but the spanking sounds were quite obvious.
Then one day the father brought the two boys to my door with a suitcase, frantically waving his arms, tears in his eyes, pleading for me to watch his boys for a week or so while he and his wife went to Hong Kong. "Very bad emergency," the man said. "Please take my boys. They be good. Be back 10 days. If bad, spank the boys. You have permission from me to spank. Will you, sir? Please??"
Those two beautiful Chinese boys were standing there on my front porch expressionless. They were caught in the middle, probably not wanting to stay with me, but not having a choice, either. Finally I agreed to watch the boys for the man. He was so happy, he must have bowed 20 times before he left.
I invited the boys into my house and showed them the spare bedroom where they would be staying. I told them where they could hang up their clothes and made it clear that they were "most welcome in my home." They seemed to relax as the morning went along. These boys seemed so well behaved that I figured they wouldn't be any trouble. However, I did remind them that I would spank them if they misbehaved. They did not flinch when I mentioned "spanking."
The two little Chinese boys made themselves at home, which made me feel good. They quickly had their shirts off and were walking around in their cut-off jeans and bare feet. That evening they took showers and were suddenly bouncing around in their Jockey briefs. The white material really showed off their soft brown skin. "God," I thought to myself, "these boys are gorgeous!!"
It was the third day when they got into trouble. They were pushing each other and in the process they tripped over a small table, knocking off a figurine and breaking it.
Immediately they stopped and looked at me, "Are you going to spank us?"
When I looked at those two beautiful boys asking if I was going to spank them, I actually got excited. I had wanted to spank them for days and I was not going to pass up this opportunity. "Yes," I answered, "I am going to spank both of you. Come with me to your room."
They followed me to their room. I closed the door and sat on the bed. They stood in front of me. "Okay, guys," I said, "take your pants off."
I watched them fumble with the buttons on their jeans and then struggle out of them, the 10 year old losing his balance and falling to the carpet. Then he stood up next to his 12 year old brother. Both boys now before me in their Jockey briefs. I took the younger one first, pulling him across my lap and adjusting his body so that his cute little round butt was perfectly placed. I wasn't going to take down his underpants, but the 12-year-old boy admitted, "Papa always spanks us on our bare butts!"
So I looked down at the boy on my lap and grabbed the elastic band of his underpants and slid them down, exposing the boy's fleshy round ass. With his underpants around his thighs, I began spanking the boy. Lots of spanks across both cheeks. He wiggled around a lot, but did not cry. When the spanking was over, he stood up and I watched him pull up his underpants. "Go stand in the corner!" I demanded.
Then it was the 12-year-old's turn to get across my lap. In his cute little Jockey briefs. I got him settled in the proper position. I grabbed the tops of his underpants and slid them down to his thighs. His beautiful bare bottom was now fully exposed. A round, chubby little 12-year-old butt!! Ready to be spanked. And it happened. I slapped both cheeks pretty good. Back and forth. Rapid fire spanks. He squirmed around, but did not cry. And when I finished spanking his cute little butt, he stood up and I watched him pull his underpants back into position. He, too, was given corner time.
They did not resent the spanking. In fact, they were jumping all over me about 2 hours later. And after shower time, they demanded that I dry them off.
Their mom and dad came back two weeks later. During that time I really had fun with them. We even went hiking, boating, swimming and to the movies twice.
And I had to spank them three more times.
And I never got tired of seeing them round around the house in their underpants!!!