It was the summer of 1990. I was spending the week at my Uncle Rick's house along with my Aunt Carol and cousins Aaron and Josh. Aaron was 13, the same age as I, and Josh was 8. I had always known my uncle to be strict, but since this was my first time staying with them on my own it was the first time I was able to learn just how strict he was.
On my second day during my visit Aaron and I decided to take a walk to the store which was only about a half-mile down the road. We were the only ones in the store, and the clerk was in the backroom doing whatever and didn't know we were there. When we were up at the counter I saw Aaron take two packs of cigarettes of a display stand and put them in his pocket.
Aaron and I hung out in the backyard smoking and didn't see Josh and his friend running around from the side of the house. They didn't know we were back there, and were pretty surprised to see us. Josh looked at us standing there with the cigarettes in our hands.
"I'm telling dad!" he said and took off running.
"Don't you dare you little brat!" Aaron yelled, but it was too late. Josh was already inside tattling on us.
The back door soon opened. "Aaron and Ryan, get your little butts in here right now!" he said in a loud voice.
I followed Aaron inside. Uncle Rick didn't look too happy. "Both of you get up to the bedroom right now!"
Aaron and I walked up to his bedroom. I watched him as he sat down on his bed. "What's your dad gonna do?" I asked him.
"I'm not sure, but whatever it is I wouldn't plan on sitting down for awhile," he replied.
I had only been spanked once in my life that I could remember, lying naked over my mom's lap when I was ten, getting spanked with her hand. This spanking had made quite an impression on me, and with the possibility of further spankings I had mostly been on my best behavior around her since then. I was hoping that Uncle Rick wouldn't spank us. If I knew that he was going to then I definately wouldn't have taken the cigarettes from Aaron when he offered them to me.
Uncle Rick came into the bedroom a few minutes later. "Where did you boys get cigarettes?" he asked.
"We found them," Aaron quickly replied.
"And where are they now?" he asked.
Aaron dug into his pocket and took out the packs of cigarettes. "These look pretty new to me," he said. "Now Aaron, I am going to ask you one more time - Where did you get the cigarettes?"
"From the store," Aaron nervously replied as he stared at the floor.
"You're telling me that they sold cigarettes to you?" he asked.
"No," Aaron answered.
"Then what? You took them?" he asked. Aaron nodded his head. "Come here," he said.
Aaron slowly walked over to where Uncle Rick was sitting. Uncle Rick unbuttoned Aaron's pants and pulled them down. I could see a nervous look on my cousin's face. Uncle Rick's fingers hitched inside the waistband of Aaron's briefs and pulled them down. I saw his limp penis hanging there between his legs. A look of humiliation came over his face. Uncle Rick pulled him down across his knees and positioned him in a way that Aaron's butt stuck upward. His butt was very pale-white and smooth. Uncle Rick raised his shirt-tail to fully expose his butt. He then placed a large hand upon Aaron's bottom and began to gently rub it all over. The spanking then began. It sounded like one firecracker after another as Uncle Rick's hand repeatedly smacked Aaron's bottom. Aaron didn't hold back any. He almost immediately began to wail and kick. His butt just turned redder and redder with each swat, and he was bawling like a baby. Tears streamed down his cheeks and his nose was running. I saw Uncle Rick place his free hand on Aaron's right buttock and pry them open, leaving his crack and hole exposed. He managed to get a few swats to this tender area. I'm not sure of the total of number of spanks Aaron got, but it lasted for quite some time. When his butt was crimson-red with purplish tones Uncle Rick finally pulled him up from his knees. Aaron had a hard-on, and it was pointing straight out. Uncle Rick just ignored this, but his hand did brush over it as he pulled Aaron's underwear up.
"Okay Ryan, it's your turn," Uncle Rick said. "Come over here."
I had just watched Aaron get spanked, and I definately didn't want anything like that. But there was nothing I could do but accept it. I was pretty nervous, and I made my way over to him. His fingers unbuttoned my pants with expertise, and after lowering the zipper he pushed them all the way down my knees. I took a deep breath as he took a hold of my briefs and tugged them down. Compared to Aaron's my dick was small, and I only had a few pubic hairs, as to where Aaron had a small patch. Uncle Rick pulled me down over his lap, and I could feel my penis pressing into his knee. I felt him as he raised my shirt-tail, and then he began to rub his hand all over my behind. Despite the fact that this was my first spanking from him, he didn't hold back at all. The first smack stung so much that I was taken by surprise as the shocking pain flowed through me. After the second smack I began to cry out loud and from there I only got louder and louder as the spanking continued. He was holding me pretty tightly, and there was no way I could get free. I had never felt so much pain before. I could feel him prying my butt-cheeks apart and his hand smacking my butt-hole. That was the most painful area. I just screamed and begged for him to stop. He finally did stop and lifted me from his lap. I also had developed an erection, and Uncle Rick's hand brushed over it as he pulled my underwear up over my sore, red bottom. He left Aaron and I in the room together as we continued to cry.