I was picked to go and meet my cousin who was coming in from Dublin to stay with us for a while. Michael was studying at Dublin University and I thought that at 18 he should be able to find his way to our farm without me having to travel into the village to meet him. At 15 I hadn't travelled very far and I usually would just hang about the village with my mates. The rain was beating of my face as I started to run towards the train station and I knew I was going to get soaked as I had insisted on wearing only my shorts and tee shirt. My Spike trainers sprayed the water up around my legs as I hurriedly splashed the small country lane dotted with potholes, towards the ancient train station. In my hurry to get out of the rain I hit the entrance like a tornado. The door flew open with such force that it hit a women's carrier bag knocking out a pack of eggs which crashed to the floor. " Oh _f_u_c_k_ I'm sorry" , I stammered as Daclan O Hara the guard went to assist the women. He was captain of our football team and although only 24 he was built like a bull. I tried to explain about meeting the train as he pulled me towards his hut. He laughed and told me the train would not be in for almost an hour as he opened the door and led me inside. Get out of those wet clothes, hang them up and get ready for a good spanking.
Daclan was a good friend of all my uncles and cousins and was invited to the Sunday Ceili at my uncles house. It was the weekly family night out were all the Flanigan's and friends gathered with their children. There was plenty of fun and drink and it is a great night as long as you have been good all week as the main entertainment is the spanking of any boys that have misbehaved during the week. I was not embarrassed stripping in front of Declan as he saw me naked after football and at the spanking sessions at uncles Ceili nights. He led me to the back of the hut to a clearing that was surrounded by boxes and a rope hanging from the ceiling. He tied my hands to the rope, moving to the side to pull it up so that my toes bairly touched the ground. He then attached a leather cuff to each leg and moved to pull them tight so that my legs were spread so wide I though I would split. As Daclan ran his hand over my firm fully endowed butt I could feel a surge as my _c_o_c_k_ went rock hard. "I must say that all your family are well endowed but Patrick Flanigan you also have the good looks", he said as he stripped of his clothes as well. He walked naked over to a small locker opening it to reveal a selection of whips, canes and belts. He took out a belt about 1 inch wide and a wooden handle engraved with Celtic designs. He stood back and I could hear the swish as the belt glided through the air gathering speed till it was stopped by my firm outstretched bottom. I pulled on my restraints as my whole body lunged forward, as the belt seemed to bite into my bottom. Daclan laughed telling me that the rope had held bigger lads than me getting the cane which really makes you jump.
Daclan didn't waste time as he smacked the belt continuously of my ass. After about twelve I felt a warming sensation spreading all over my bottom and I knew it would be roaring red. Daclan knelt down in front of me putting one hand on each side of by bottom while easing his fingers up my back passage. He took my rock hard penis in his mouth and started swaying my body so that my _c_o_c_k_ was being licked by his tongue. I couldn't hold back and shot my full load into his mouth and I knew he was coming as I could feel his wet spunk running down my legs.
Daclan moved round behind me pressing his naked body against me as he whispered 'I suppose you're here to meet your cousin Michael and he's been a bad boy'. He told me that he had been speaking with my father and he told him that Michael had been caught with drugs and he was lucky that the University didn't hear about it but he was going to be punished on Sunday. As Michael's father had died when he was very young he and his three brothers had only my aunt to look after them and she was fond of the drink so they got into trouble and were spanked more than any of the other kids. Daclan looking at the clock, rushed to get dressed but left me tied naked with my bottom glowing red and shouted he would meet Michael.
The news excited me as I always enjoyed watching Michael getting spanked as he was really good looking and had a great body with a huge _c_o_c_k_ that seemed to be always hard. I could hear the train stopping and as it was late it must have quickly dropped the passengers and pulled out again. I heard Daclan locking the gates as the 6:30 train was the last through the small train station. Michael really looked like a student as he stood he strolled through the door with well worn Levi jeans hugging tight his perfectly built athletic body. I couldn't take my eyes of the solid bulge at his crotch and wondered if seeing me outstretched and naked had added to his bulge. 'God you've really grown Patrick', he gasped as he placed his hand on my butt telling me it was really hot. I could feel that the hard I had developed since he walked in was now causing my penis to stick out once again like a policeman's baton. I thought I heard Daclan but when I turned my head I saw another guy about the same build as Michael but he had long curly blonde hair and tight army type trousers and his eyes were transfixed on my naked body. Michael introduced David O'Connor to me as his friend from university. I hope you don't mind Patrick he told me but your father said he could share your bed with you. He had a great smile with a touch of mischief and he seemed slightly embarrassed as Michael told him to feel the heat from my bottom. He moved close and was very gentle as he slowly rubbed my firm cheeks asking me if getting spanked hurt. Michael told me that both David and he had been caught by Brian McClafferty a friend of my uncles at a party taking drugs. My uncle would have stopped Michael's money and report Brian unless they both agreed to the usual family punishment.
Daclan must have got the station locked and seemed in a hurry to get back to talk to Michael and David. 'Well what do you think of young Patrick hasn't he has grown up into a fine young man'. He then turned to David and asked him if he had ever been spanked or didn't they do that in Dublin. David got very red saying that yes when he was smaller he got the strap but not in a while. 'Well it's a way of life in these rural parts or the kids would get completely out of control like Dublin where you can't walk the streets or leave a car' David nodded his head in agreement looking very uncomfortable. Daclan give Michael a note telling him to read it as there it was orders from my uncle. As the two guys read the note Daclan opened the locker and took out a collection of belts, three canes and a home made collection of thin leather laces collected and glued together at one end to form a handle. David now looked very worried but Michael smiled and told him it would be OK that as we were older than the rest of the boys getting punished Daclan was to pick something that would inflict more pain than his belt.
Michael, seeing Daclan stripping, threw of his sweat top and jeans revealing a fantastic rugged body with a bottom that I felt could take anything Daclan would lash onto it. I watched Michaels friend David pull his tee _s_h_i_t_ over his head and watched the long curly blonde hair bounce off his naked shoulders. As he stood there Daclan moved behind him reaching round to unzip and pull down his pants and underwear. The guy had a really full bottom shaped to perfection in every way. Daclan like most off us had seen lots of guys naked but David looking so innocent and surprised by our rural customs was a real turn on. Daclan threw a tub of grease to David who still seemed in a daze and told him to lubricate my ass. David surprised me as he did a very professional job of working the grease right up inside me and even used his _c_o_c_k_ to push it well inside me.
Daclan lifted the finest cane looking at Michael he told him to get his penis up my ass and spread his legs so that we could be tied together. He threw the a set of leg straps to David and told him to bind our legs together and then out hands. As the warm glow from the spanking was fading the new sensation of my cousins full _c_o_c_k_ inside me excited me and I knew what would happen ever time that razor sharp cane would cut Michaels ass. David moved back to giving Daclan plenty of room to get a good swing. The swish of a cane even if it's not directed to you is a frightening sound and as I listened I could feel my cousin's whole body stiffen waiting for the cane to connect to his firmly stretched butt. Michael yelled and his _c_o_c_k_ plunged so far into me I could feel his balls trying to enter me as well. After six cuts with the cane Daclan picked up his home made cat and aimed it at Michaels back. Evertime it landed on his back he grasped my hands tightly and seemed to wrap himself round my entire body. I never felt such a thrill in my life as Michael shot inside me I felt the warm liquid spread inside me and I started to shoot my load thinking it would never stop. I have never had such a thrill in my life and probably never will again as I yelled gasping to get a breath with the sweat rolling of both of us Michael and I felt like we were stuck to each other.
It seemed like hours we stuck together until Daclan untied us. I was glad to get sitting down and I viewed Michaels back as Daclan made him stand facing the wall with his legs apart. His back was cut and the welts from the cane were sitting as if painted onto his butt. Daclan told him the cat was too much but he would tell his uncle to give him plenty with the belt and twenty with the middle weight cane tomorrow. He then picked up one of the heavy leather strap and told Michael to get his friend David in place. I watched this guy and thought he even looked better as his legs were pulled apart and his hands being pulled up by the rope tended to make him push his already protruding penis further out. Michael sat beside me putting his arms down to touch my outer thigh to pull me close and comfort me. We were both getting excited again as we watched David's gorgeous body gyrate to the rapid succession of smacks as the well oiled leather strap bounced of his beefy well developed bottom that was now completely red. Michael nudged me and laughingly told me to look at the size of Davids penis which really was gigantic. I knew I would get that in bed tonight as I knew that was why Michael had arranged for David to sleep with me. Any guys he brought up in the past always slept with me and Michael had told them they could _f_u_c_k_ me. I suddenly realised the crack of the strap had stopped and Daclan had lifted the cane. I watched as it the cane bit into Davids buttocks and he jumped with a scream as it is more painful than the belt. He got two cuts when Daclan pointed to his massive penis and asked 'which rod do want the cane or my weapon'. Naturally David chose Daclans _c_o_c_k_ and we watched as Daclan plunged in and out till he was fully embedded in Davids crack. We both smiled at the smack ever time their skins slapped together as Daclan _f_u_c_k_ed David. It didn't take long for them to reach a climax and Daclans legs just seemed to give way as he collapsed to the floor
We all slowly got our clothes on and Daclan said he would run his up to the farm in his car as he had to leave the canes and the heavy belt with my uncle and we didn't live far from his house. My mum and dad were sitting drinking when we arrived and mum called on my younger brother Sean to hurry out of the bathroom to leave it free for David and Michael. As she got our dinner out of the oven she told David we all had to be spotless for the spanking session as she didn't want any of our friends or relations saying she sent her boys out dirty. When we were almost finished Sean, who was just a year younger than me, came down with the towel in his hand for mum to dry him of and check that he had washed everywhere. I saw mum smiled as she saw he had a hard on and told him he was growing up well and had the Flanigan body. I rushed up and had a quick shower but when I was half way through David and Michael came into the bathroom which didn't have a lock on it. David took the soap and washed me better than I could have done and I did the same for him. The three of us went down naked so that mum could check us and get us to bed as it would be a long day tomorrow and I knew I wouldn't get much sleep tonight. See you at Uncles Ceili tomorrow.
Irish Pat