Here it is...the very last APPLE BUTT story (well, for now at least). Don't forget to check out the other stories located in the SKYLER, UNLCE ROD and the aptly titled APPLE BUTT archives. Big thanks go out to MMSA Stories for making this possible.
You rock, dude!
Anyway, here it is.
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All good things, and all bad things, must come to an end. That's the one thing that binds everything that has ever existed ... the end. The end of school; the end of life; the end of the road; the end of your favorite sit-com....everything will eventually end. Such is the bitter realization that this too must end.
I was in my apartment, having one hell of a dream. Everyone was there: Chipper, Uncle Rod, Markley and his in-red family, Alex, Skyler, Angus, someone dressed as Santa, Benny and even Horse. I wasn't 21 any more, but once again I was eleven.
"Where am I?" I remember yelling out.
"The end!" Uncle Rod said, laughing up a storm.
"The end? What do you mean...what end...?" I was so confused, I didn't even notice how naked I was.
"He doesn't even get it!" Angus laughed.
"Oh he will soon enough," Alex sneered.
Before I knew it, I was draped over Uncle Rod's knees. The man had always been like a father to me, especially in how he punished....
SPANK!
"OOOoooooo-chhhhh!"
SPANK!
"OUUUUUUWWW!"I cried out as everyone laughed. "Not so hard! Not so..."
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Shut up!" Uncle Rod yelled, as he really let them fly. "I'm just treating..." SPANK! "....you...!" SPANK! "...how..." SPANK!!! "...I..." SPANK! SPANK! "...would..." SPANK! "...treat..." SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "...my..."SPANK! "...own..."SPANK! "...son!" SPANK!!!
I was crying up a storm, trying to figure out what I had done do wrong. He finally stopped, as he waited for everyone else to stop laughing at my red, sore rear.
"All right," he said, rubbing my crimson cheeks. "Who wants'em next?"
All the hands flew up, as I realized this was far from over!
Next up was Chipper, who had the old Ping Pong paddle. With me still over Uncle Rod's lap, Chipper paddled my rear end really good, giving me at least twenty whacks with the _d_a_m_n_-blasted thing.
I was squealing and kicking and slobbering all over the place, which only delighted the mob. When he was done, he gave the paddle to Brandon (_s_h_i_t_! Where did he come from???), who took his time on my throbbing heiney!
When I became a spanked, I always made it part of some lame game, and never once did I do it in anger or to discipline. It was always just in fun.
Brandon took the paddle way behind his back, then brought it down with a resounding thud! I arched my back up and tried to wiggle away, but Uncle Rod was too strong, and Brandon (that _d_a_m_n_ butt _f_u_c_k_er!) was too _d_a_m_n_ fast!
SMAAAAACK!!!
When he was done, he had given me a solid ten whacks with the paddle. Then someone else walked over to us.
It was Markley. Ah, _s_h_i_t_!! Who invited him to this party? First Brandon, now this monster!
"Let me borrow that," he demanded, taking the _f_u_c_k_ing paddle from Chip's friend, and whacking me good about another ten times.
"Dang, did you see how those cheeks just sprung back!" Markley laughed up a storm. "That'll teach you for going down to the swimming hole!"
"He is such a naughty boy," one of Markley's grubby little nephews piped up (I think it was Stan, but I was in no shape to really pay attention to who was in attendance for this beating).
"Yeah, and like all naughty boys, he needs his butt spanked from time to time," Markley's brother, Bill said, drinking his beer. At least he and his sons didn't take a turn warming me up!
"He's an old pro, that Tommy of ours!" Uncle Rod said with a laugh. He then looked around at the others to see who else wanted to give my ass a doosey of a workout!
"P-p-p-please, Uncle Rod....no more!" I pleaded, as he ignored me. That was when Skyler raised his hand, and took the paddle.
Skyler wasn't nearly as good as the two other boys, and after the fifth weak SMACK, Uncle Rod yanked it away from him.
"Boy, I thought you could spank!?" Uncle Rod screamed, furious. "Don't you know how to spank someone?"
"Sure..."Skyler began, sheepishly. Man! Of all things to be yelled at!
"He's usually the one getting spanked, sir!" Horse volunteered.
"Really?" Uncle Rod said. "How do you know?"
"I've spanked him plenty of times, as has most of the kids in the neighborhood," Chris said with a gleam.
"But you're at least two years younger than that boy!" Uncle Rod was amazed.
"Yeah, I know," Chris chuckled. "It's pretty funny when you think about it."
"Really?" Uncle Rod said again. "Then you must be pretty good at spanking then, huh?"
"I'm the best, sir," Horse laughed, going over and patting Skyler on the rump. "Right, pal!"
"_f_u_c_k_ you!"
"Then prove it," Rod said, now pointing at Skyler. "Give him a good licking."
"WHAT!!" Skyler was shocked.
"Woo! Hoo!" Horse screamed, shoving his fist in the air. "You want it bare, sir?"
"Of course," Rod sighed. "How else can I tell how good you are?"
"Will I be able to _f_u_c_k_ him too?" Chris said, almost panting.
"WHAT?" Rod was stunned. "What are you some sort of fag?
"No way!" Horsey snapped. "I just like to _f_u_c_k_. Doesn't matter who or where."
"Really?" Rod thought this was odd.
"Sure! I'm almost a good a _f_u_c_k_er as I am a spanker, ain't that right Tommy?" Chris asked me.
"Ahhhhhh...." I said slowly.
"You _f_u_c_k_ed him too?" Rod was flabbergasted.
"Sure! You bet!" Horse bragged. "Spanked his ass hole many times with my fat, fuzzy balls. Right, Tom?"
"Ahhhh....errrrr...."
"Oh, okay," Rod said nodding his head. "Sure, if that's what you want I guess you can _f_u_c_k_ Skyler when you're done spanking him."
Another "WOO-HOO" erupted from Chris.
Brandon and Chip both took hold of poor Skyler (whose only crime was that he was a wimpy spanker) as Christopher stripped him totally naked. Now, I wasn't really minding most of this. While I felt bad for Sky, I felt worse for ME, and anything that postponed the continued battering of my rear was a-ok with me.
Skyler was over Chris' lap in no time. I had heard about the times Chris had spanked Sky, but here I was finally witnessing it. He was masterful, too. He whacked and he whacked, and he covered every inch of Skyler's shaking, quivering rear end with his hand, making it go from a light to dark pink, and eventually to an even glowing red.
Skyler was helpless to stop him too. He just took it like a spineless turd, occasionally glaring at me knowing that if only he hadn't spared the paddle on my nude butt he wouldn't be going through his own ordeal! Soon, too, he was being held down by Horsey's friends, Oscar and Brady, and was getting a pretty solid butt _f_u_c_k_ing. After about ten minutes Skyler's screaming softened to a delightful cooing. Nevertheless, I was simply PRAYING I wasn't going to be next!
Uncle Rod then made me stand. For a brief moment I thought that I would get lucky and that would be it. But that was when I noticed Angus, with a huge grin across his face, and a big old "bottom brush" clutched in his hands.
"Tommy," Rod said to me, "You remember Angus, don't you?" Of course I did! This was horrible!! And what was worse, was that I was now smaller than him B I was the sniveling 11 year old, and he was the big 13 year old.
"Hey, dude!" Angus said, taking me by the wrist. "You have been really naughty!"
Then, in front of everyone, Angus took me and had me over one of his knees, as he let fly twelve searing SMAAAACKKKS! with the brush across the lower part of my searing cheeks.
AOOOOOHHYNO! NO! NO! NOOOOOO!" I huffed as he giggled.
"How many comics do you think this one is worth, eh?" he said as the last one connected. I slumped over in a weeping mass of hell, listening to the laughter.
"Is it our turn!" I heard a familiar voice. I slowly glanced around and was stunner to see Angus's young cousins (of course, they were now MY age...OH This was a horrible nightmare!!)
"Of course!" Rod said. "One of you can take my nephew, and the other gets whatshisname..." Rod said, pointing at Skyler, who was still naked and ashamed himself.
"Oh! Boy-oh-boy-oh-boy!" Jerry and Alan sang in unison.
I was then lead over to a chair, where Jerry took me, and placed me across his lap. He didn't even wait for Alan to get into position with Skyler. He simply rubbed his hand over my inflamed ass, and said for everyone to hear, "GENTLEMEN...spank your asses!!!!"
And away he went! Fifty hard, solid hand spanks with his small hand over my ass. Meanwhile, Alan wasn't giving Skyler an easier of a time. Both of us were crying and begging up a storm, and everyone there was loving it. I was feeling so totally miserable.
Then the boys switched (!!) and Alan went off on my rear, giving me fifty solid spanks with his busy hand.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
It was so embarrassing to have been spanked by these kids...
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
And for the life of me, I didn't know what I had done to have deserved this treatment!
Rod decided to give me a break. He let Skyler pull his pants up, but I had to stand in the corner for awhile. The whole time Ben and Suzanne Cleaverly stood over and pointed and laughed at my misfortune....I always hated those kids! Somehow, I had entered the seventh layer of hell, and this was my punishment!
Soon, however, a familiar assailant came over and led me back over to the center. It was Alex, my friend, my original lover, and my ever present tormenter. He had me over his lap, as he raised his own, personal paddle.
"Remember this, Tommy?" Alex said, with glee.
SPANK!
"ooooo-fffa!" I replied, in agony.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"It still works good as new!" he giggled like a little girl... like a CUTE little girl!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
I was sobbing by this point, as he showed no sign of letting up. That _d_a_m_n_....
SPANK!!!!
"OUCH!"
....paddle!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
"Spank him harder!" a lone, gruff voice broke through. I glanced over, and for some reason someone dressed as Santa was also urging Alex on! This was becoming so odd....
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
That was really weird
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
"Beat him bloody well!" I voice boomed out.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
I turned and saw Pip, a little kid I met only once, but who also had delighted in my pain....
SPANK!!!
"OOOooooooff!" Why was Pip here??? This was so....
SPANK!!!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" I screamed until I was hoarse.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"P-p-please stop, Alex!" I cried in vain (and pain!)
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
It was an answer I was use to getting to that question!
And so it went, for a solid ten minutes. The spanking to end all spankings, from the only one who could ever really give it to me. When it was done, both of us had (naturally) stained ourselves. It was right around then that I woke up, with cum all over my sheets, and my butt actually tingling.