It was summer of 1998, and a single mother of two very cute boys moved into the apartment next to mine. I soon got to meet her and the boys. Josh was 10 and Joey was five. She told me she was working evenings at the hospital, and she needed someone to watch the boys during the evenings. I thought this was perfect because I needed money for school, and I would be able to do my studying while watching them.
"If they give you the slightest ounce of trouble don't hesitate to give them a spanking," the boys mother told me the first evening I was to watch them, and she left a wooden hairbrush on the kitchen counter.
For the first hour or so I enjoyed watching the two little boys jumping around the apartment, playing innocently. Josh finally went into the next room over from where I was to play Nintendo. Minutes later Joey went into the room where Josh was playing, only to quickly return.
"Josh won't give me a turn," he sadly told me.
Josh immediately came running out. "That's cause he doesn't know how to play," he said.
The two of them began to argue. "Josh, if you can't play nicely with Joey then I'm going to have to take the Nintendo away," I finally told him.
"You little brat!" Josh yelled at Joey and pushed him.
I grabbed Josh by his arm and gave him a good whack across the seat of his pants. "Josh, do you need a spanking?" I asked him.
"No!" he angrily answered, glaring at Joey.
Joey followed Josh back into the room, and things were going okay for a few minutes. Then I heard the two of them fighting again. I got up and went into the room, arriving just in time to see Josh push Joey, and Joey kicking him in return.
"Okay, both of you are getting spankings," I told them. "Come into the other room."
"Thanks a lot brat!" Josh said loudly to Joey, and the two pushed each other the entire way into the room.
I had never given a spanking before or even thought of doing so, but I wanted them to know that if I was going to be watching them each evening I wasn't going to put up with their fighting. Since it was to be their first spankings from me I decided just to use my hand.
I sat down on the couch and pulled Josh in front of me. I unbuttoned his jean-shorts and unzipped them. His mouth fell open.
"Please don't pull my pants down!" he begged.
"That's how I spank, and that's how you're getting it," I told him. I pulled his shorts open and then slid them down his knees. I then took the waistband of his briefs and tugged them down where they met his shorts. I pulled him across my knees and placed my hand on the small of his back to hold him down. He had a nice tan line, and his very white, little buns were very cute. I had never touched a boy's butt before, but I didn't have any reservations doing so. I rested my hand on his bottom and began to gently rub it. Finally I started to spank him.
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"Ooooooowwwwww!" Josh howled as my hand repeated smacked his little rear. "Please stop!"
His cute, little buns reddened very quickly and by the time I finished his entire bottom was a very dark shade of red, covered with a few dozen handprints. When I lifted him off my knees he stood there sobbing, and I noticed that he had gotten a full erection. I found it a little fascinating since I had never seen a little boy with a hard-on before. He danced in place for a few moments with his hard _c_o_c_k_ flopping up and down.
I gently took Joey by the arm and pulled him to me. "I don't want a spanking!" he begged, almost in tears. He had just seen me soundly spank his older brother, and he knew that he was really in for it. I pulled down his shorts and undies and lied him over my lap. He looked exactly like Josh had, only a bit smaller, and my hand covered his entire fanny. I rubbed his rear for a moment, and then I began to spank him just like I had done with Josh. He immediately began to scream the second my hand smacked against his buns, and his little legs began to kick. He reddened very quickly also, and after a few dozen spanks his bottom was dark red.
The two little boys stood there crying hard, rubbing their very sore bottoms as I went into the bathroom and found some lotion. I returned back to the couch, pulled Josh over to me, and poured some lotion in my hand. I began to carress it all over his warm bottom and up between his butt-crack, rubbing my finger over his little butt-hole. I then poured some more lotion in my hand and carressed it on his little penis and balls, getting him fully erect all over again. I then stood Joey next to me and repeated the same process, rubbing his bottom, his tiny butt-hole, and his small penis and balls.
I watched the boys each evening during the summer while their mom worked, and I had the opportunity to give many more spankings to their cute little behinds.