Tommy's senior year prom was filled with much excitement, and at the same time much apprehension. Naturally, one of the first questions any young man asks himself is if anyone would go out with him. Then come all of the questions on what will actually happen on this night of magic and possible love.
Tommy thought he found the perfect solution in Cristy, Timmy's younger sister who had ripened into a real hot Junior.
A major hottie!
"You think it's cool I'm going out with a Junior?" Tom asked Skyler, who he was again speaking to, after more then nine months of ignoring each other.
"Sure," Skyler nodded. "Most of the senior class dudes have to, because most of the senior class skanks are going out with College ass holes."
"Cool."
Then came the important question of what would actually happen on the date! Since he looked a lot younger than his 17 years, Tom never did have much experience in dates, and was rather self-conscious of the fact that he was still technichlly a virgin.
(He never did count those childish times of playing with Alex, or when Brandon constantly butt _f_u_c_k_ed him, or the time Horse did him with a broom handle....)
"Don't sweat it, dude," Skyler said. "Cristy puts out like no-body's business."
"Really?" Tommy said.
"Yeah, she's a regular whore."
"Cool!"
"She's a robo-slut," Skyler said, adding, "I think your buddy Chris even boffed her!"
"Well, first of all," Tom said calmly, because he knew Skyler was just teasing him, "Horse is not by buddy. And second of all, all the girls in this town has _f_u_c_k_ed him."
"And some of the boys!" Skyler continued teasing.
"But not me!" Tommy reminded. The threat of being gay, especially in a small town, is a horrible fate for the young teenager.
"I always thought you were gay, Tommy?" Skyler continued joking.
"No. You are confusing yourself with YOU again, Sky."
"OH! But what was this story about you going to a nude beach with a 12 year old boy!"
"A lie! A terrible lie," Tom laughed, still furious that little Ray Barnett had told everyone that during Christmas break he went to a nude beach with Markley and Tommy. When Markley's wife (Tommy's mother) found out, she was livid. It was still a source of tension around the house. "I am not a Gay-Homo_s_e_x_ual."
"So you say," Skyler added. "But I seem to remember a particular BROOM HANDLE that made it's mark one night!"
Tommy didn't say anything one way or another; he and Skyler had just made up just a few weeks earlier, and he was in no hurry to open up THOSE old wounds again, even if it was just in fun. Besides, he knew deep down Skyler was only teasing because he felt really bad about what had happened, and didn't know of a cool way to deal with it. Tommy let it drop and moved on.
(All right! all right....where's the _f_u_c_k_ing prom??? Isn't there going to be a spanking in this god _d_a_m_n_ story???? )
JUST HOLD YER DANG HORSES! I'll continue when I'm good and ready.
Hmmmm....
hmmmmm....
hmmmmmmmmm....
dum, de,
dum,
dum.....
All right. I'm ready - The night of The Prom!
Skyler, Tom and Timothy all spring for their own lemo; Timmy is a little weirded out by the fact his sister also is going out to the prom with him and his date. After a long talk by his father, where Dad instructed Tim to watch Cristy, Timmy agreed that it wouldn't be that bad if Cristy was along.
"All right," Tim said to his younger sister when they were alone. "I don't care what you do, if you don't care what I do."
"Whatever," she said.
"So, what do you see in this Tommy guy anyway?" Tim asked. "He looks like he's only 14 or 15! Horsey looks older than him, and he is 14 or 15!"
She laughed, and confessed that she just did it so that she could ditch Tom so that she could hook up with Horsey later that night!
"No way!" Tim laughed hysterically. "That is so evil!"
"Well, you know, it's prom night and we won't be expected to be home until dawn," she said with a shrug.
"What about Tom?"
"What about Tom?!" Cristy laughed. "He'll get to take me out, but he won't get to keep me out!"
Tim, being the cruel little creep he is, never told anyone what his sister was planning. He just held back and watched as Tommy came by in the big, stretch limousine with Skyler and his date, Bebe. (Skyler still lived right next door to Timmy, but his folks wanted pictures of the car in front of their farm house). Tim watched as Tom gave Cristy a rose, and as he posed for pictures taken by Cristy's folks. Tim laughed to himself as he watched a deluded Tommy walk on air. This was NOT going to be Tom's night!!
After Timmy and Cristy were picked up, the next stop was Helen's house. She was Timmy's date, and a bitch just as evil as Timmy and Cristy. She was the one who delighted in telling the whole school about Tommy and the broom handle; Tom had a harder time forgiving her than he did Skyler, but he decided that for this one night he could stand to be around her.
The six high schoolers spent about an hour at the actual prom. It was lame, and they split to head to a party they had heard about at the Holiday Inn.
Tommy was so excited. He kept getting the "high sign" from Skyler, as in, "Dude! Yer gonna get some!" Tommy was sure hoping he was!
At the hotel, the six got good and drunk right away. Then they began to pair off, and that was when Cristy broke the news to Tommy that they would NOT be doing IT this evening.
"Whatta-ya-mean?" the novice drinker stammered.
"I like you, Tommy," she said, lifting her shoulders. "Just not like that." It was about that time that Tommy saw down the hall his worst nightmare - Horsey! THE LITTLE _f_u_c_k_ HAD DONE IT TO HIM AGAIN!!!!!
She turned on her heals and walked towards the 15 year old DEMON that plagued him for so long. Tommy sulked and sulked and sulked some more, as he saw the two of them walk away in arms, laughing up a storm - laughing up a storm at him!
Tommy left the party and walked home. He was so depressed. This had been the worst night of his entire life. He just wanted to make it home and go right on to bed, not even bothering to tell his mother and step-father the gorey details of what had happened.
But he was drunk, and he began hearing voices....including a really stupid, slurred one that kept telling him to go tell Tim and Cristy's father RIGHT THEN what had happened and what his daughter was doing RIGHT THEN AND THERE! Yeah! Unfortunatly for him, he listened to the drunken decision!
It was three in the morning when Tim and Cristy's father was woken up by the doorbell. When he and his wife made it to the door, they were shocked to find a very drunk and angry young boy who suppose to be on a date with their princess, but instead was telling them all these horrible things they couldn't understand.
"What are you trying to say?" Cristy's father said in disgust. "Did you LEAVE my daughter at some party?"
"Yes, but...."
"And you left her with some 15 year old freshman?" the mother chimed in.
"Yeah, you see...."
"The same freshman who _f_u_c_k_ed you with a broom last summer?"
_f_u_c_k_! Did EVERYONE know about that?
"Broom handle, actually, but you see...."
Before Tommy could say anything, a very exhausted, and very irritated father grabbed Tommy by the arm and marched him over to the sofa.
"Could you call Markley and tell him we have something that belongs to them over here?" Cristy's father said to his wife, as he lead the still very intoxicated teenager over the sofa.
MAN! Tommy began thinking. This was a really bad idea!! The second time in three months that he has gotten drunk, and the second time in three months he has really regretted it!
Before Tommy White knew it, he was over the knees of his date's father! MAN! THIS SUCKS! He thought.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!! The man began delivering a series of hard, hot whacks across the clothed fanny of the 17 year old boy.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!! SPANK!!
"Are you spanking that child?" Cristy's mother asked from the kitchen, hanging up the phone.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
"Yeah," her husband responded. "What of it?"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!!! Tommy's ass was beginning to really warm up. It had been a long time since someone had actually spanked him over his pants.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!! He really didn't seem mind it very much. Especially compared to some of the bare bottom spankings he had received in the last seven or eight years (and almost 50 _f_u_c_k_ing stories).
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
"Well, you could have waited until I came in!" Cristy's mother continued, walking into the living room, with a glass of water and a smile on her face. "Markley will be here soon."
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
"OOOOOOOhhhh!" Tommy finally cried out in a wince of pain. _d_a_m_n_! He really did hate being spanked! At least his rear had something covering it, though.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
He turned his head and looked at the hand make their mark. This really was not how he wanted to remember his Prom Night.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
Even with as thin as they were, this would be a million times worse if he didn't have his tuxedo pants on.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!!!!
"Why aren't you going to spank him bare?" the wife suddenly asked, in disappointment.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
WHAT!! Tommy's mind realed. He was quickly sobering up.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
"Oh, I'm just getting the little creep warmed up before that," Cristy and Tim's father said as he delivered a final five swats over Tom's small rear end.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Tommy was now sobbing, more out of the prospect of a BARE ass spanking, than what he just went through.
"Please!" Tommy cried out, when he felt his date's dad fiddle with his pants. "No more! Please!!"
"Oh shut up!" the mother laughed from over on her vantage point. "You boys are all the same!"
And with the chuckling ringing in his ears, and his butt already throbbing, he pants were dropped to his ankles, his belt discarded to the side, his white undershorts quickly joining the slacks, and a naked, plump, red rear end sticking high in the air. Then the hand of the spanker met its mark, as Tommy began screaming for his life!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Tommy's ass was so red when Cristy's Dad finally stopped beating it. "Now go stand in the corner and stay there until your step father comes here to pick you up!" Tommy was told.
So, here he was on his Prom Night; the one night he was almost guaranteed to get laid. And instead of discovering the wonders of the vagina, he was reduced to being a bare ass, red cheeked, crying little boy standing in the corner, waiting for the continued attention that would soon be meeting his flaming butt.
When Markley arrived it was almost 4am. He thanked Tim and Cristy's parents for doing such a fine job in disciplining Tommy, and then (with them as an audience) Markley took the discarded belt and, despite his pleadings, gave Tommy twenty searing smacks over his already crimson butt.
Tommy was hoarse from screaming (no pun intended), and when he finally got home he slept the rest of the next day on his stomach. It wasn't until later that night that he finally talked with Skyler and found out that Cristy's father contiued having a busy early morning heating up Prom Night bottoms.
"What do you mean?" Tommy asked nervously.
"Well, he went to the Holiday Inn and spanked Timmy, Cristy and Chris in front of EVERYONE!" Skyler laughed.
"No _f_u_c_k_ing way!" Tommy was shocked.
"Oh yeah! And naked too! All three of them, Tim, Cristy and Horsey, at like six in the morning. He was so pissed!" Skyler said (and he should know, since he was once on the receiving end of one of that man's more infamous spankings).
"Wish I could have seen THAT!" Tommy said, thinking that it would have almost made his beatings worth it.
"Well, I bet you wouldn't!"
"Why?" Tom asked.
"Well, all three of them are pretty _f_u_c_k_ing pissed off," Skyler said, matter of factly.
"So?"
"Well, they blame YOU for ruining their graduation, so they are determined to get back at you before graduation!"
"OH...._s_h_i_t_!"
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