This is a true story about spanking boys. Please do not read it if this type of thing offends you.
I was 19 years old, and had been asked by some friends of my parents if I would watch their two boys for the weekend while they went out of town. "I'd be happy to, but I don't have any experience looking after kids," I told Mr. Stephenson, the father of the two boys.
"That's okay. We'll teach you all you need to know," he told me over the phone.
The Stephenson's had two boys, Ramie aged 11 and Ryan aged 14. On Friday evening when I showed up at their house Mr. Stephonson and Ramie were having a conflict over the boy doing his homework.
"But dad, it's the weekend," Ramie complained. "I shouldn't have to do my homework now."
"Ramie, I'm not going to have you leave it to the last minute this weekend because then it won't get done," Mr. Stephenson told him sternly.
Ramie said something under his breath that I didn't catch, but we both heard him say something. Just then Mr. Stephenson grabbed his arm. He picked the boy up and sat him down on the counter right next to the kitchen sink. He then took a bar of soap and shoved it into the boy's mouth.
"Bryan, I'm sorry that you have to see this, but around here we believe in strict discipline when the boys misbehave," Mr. Stephenson imformed me as he moved the soap back and forth in Ramie's mouth. "We often give the boys pants-down spankings when they misbehave, and I suppose this is a good time to actually demonstrate one on Ramie so you understand what I mean. Besides you have are full permission to spank them if needed this weekend."
After washing Ramie's mouth out with soap Mr. Stephenson lifted him off the counter and walked him over to a chair. "Please daddy, don't spank me!" Ramie begged.
"You know what happens when you misbehave," Mr. Stephenson replied. He unbuttoned Ramie's jeans, unzipped them, and pushed them down below his knees. He then grabbed the waistband of the boy's briefs and tugged them down. Ramie was now very ashamed over being exposed, and I could see everything front and back. Mr. Stephenson took Ramie's arm and pulled him over his lap. Ramie's bottom was pale-white, and very cute. With his hand Mr. Stephenson began to spank Ramie's bare bottom hard and repeatedly. It didn't take long for the boy to start crying.
"Owwww daddy, I'll be good!" Ramie loudly cried.
"Did you parent's ever pull your pants down and spank your fanny Bryan?" Mr. Stephenson asked me as he swat Ramie.
"Only one or two times," I replied, which was the truth.
Mr. Stephenson spanked Ramie until both of his buns were very red. I saw the entire thing. I had only been spanked a few times in my life, and seeing this aroused me. I was very hard as I watched Mr. Stephenson's hand slap Ramie's naked, little bottom. He finally stood Ramie back up and pulled up his pants. I got a good look at his little privates before his pants were pulled back up in place.
"Don't hesitate to spank if needed," Mr. Stephenson told me before they left.
I knew for sure that I would be giving my first spankings that weekend.
To be continued...