My name is Matt. I never realized how many people had a spanking fetish like me. This is my first (of many) stories on my spanking experiances. If you enjoyed it, please drop me an email and I'll continue with other stories.
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One day when I was around thirteen (I was in the 7th grade), I was over my best friend Scott's house. Scott was not what you would call an average teenager. He was more of a geek. He was a few months older than me but he was shorter and skinnier than me. He was extremely smart and he wasn't into sports. He didn't like playing in the fields behind our houses. He never wore jeans (until he was 18) and typically wore dress shirts and slacks. He didn't have many friends. Still, he was alright and my best friend.
Well, one day while we were watching tv and just talking he asked "How do your parents disciplined you?" I was somewhat taken back, but I answered his question. He knew my parents... they didn't really believe in any physical discipline. I told him "My father just yelled at me and my mother would ground me or take away my tv priviledges (I was fortunate to have a small black-and-white tv in my bedroom), but every now and then she would slap me across the face." I asked him "Why did you ask me that question?" He told me "My father still believes in spanking."
I wasn't surprised. Once when we were twelve, I was spending the night and he and I were goofing around when we should have been sleeping, his father had come into his bedroom a few times and told him if he had to come in once more there was going to be trouble. Well, you could count your fingers on both hands before his father was in the room again. He grabbed Scott out of the bed, took him over his knees with him wearing only his pajama bottoms and proceeded to spank him about 25 times. I was in shock! I had never been spanked before or had ever seen anyone spanked. Scott was crying and begging him to stop. I thought I was gonna get it next... but once he finished spanking Scott, he told us to go to sleep. Believe me -- there wasn't another word spoken that night! Scott just laid there on his stomach and cried himself to sleep. I on the other hand what somewhat fascinated by the event and even turned on by it.
I asked Scott again "Why he asked me that question?" He said that I was beginning to get an attitude and that he could tell that I had never been spanked. If I had, he assured me that I wouldn't have this new attitude. I told him "It was the rebellious side of me now that I was a teenager!" Of course we both laughed, but I could see his brain going a mile a minute.
About a week later we were downstairs in the finished basement (the playroom) watching tv. We started arguing about what to watch and began playfully wrestling. Of course I was not match for Scott... I had him pinned in about twenty seconds. I began tickling him and told him I wouldn't stop until he agreed to watch what I wanted. Finally before he pissed his pants, he agreed. When he got up, he was mad at me and wouldn't speak to me.
Finally he said, "There's that attitude again!" He then told me to leave. I started to apologize, but he told me to get out. Finally I said, what can I do to show you how sorry I am? (I didn't know it then but he had tricked me.) He said I needed to get rid of my attitude and needed to be punished.
"What?" I said.
He looked me in the eyes and said "You need to be spanked!"
I said "No way."
"Fine," he told me to leave and don't expect any tutoring for the math exam next week. Zing! He got me. He knew I needed help in math or I would fail that exam.
I was pissed!, finally I said "Ok.". No one was home but the two of us and we were in the basement. He sat down, patted his lap and told be to lay across his knees. Since this was my first spanking, he said he would go easy on me. He told me I didn't need to pull my pants down (this time). I layed over his knees. Since this was the first time I was going to be spanked, Scott explained the rules; "There is no swearing, no putting your hands over your butt and from now on, you must pull down your pants to your ankles and take it like a man."
I agreed and it began. He grabbed my right hand and held it firmly and put his right leg over my legs. I couldn't move - I was at his mercy! He began by giving me 10 hard one's on my backside switching between my right and left cheek. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
OUCH! I couldn't believe how much it hurt. He didn't let up... he continuted. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! I could feel my ass heating up as the spanking continued, even through my jeans. There was an even warm feeling all over my backside, but while I could feel that I was being spanked, I was not in great pain.
Scott continued spanking me..."Look Matt, from now when you misbehave and since your parents don't know how to discipline me, I will administer a spanking." SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"No Way!" SPANK! SPANK!
"I won't stop spanking you until you agree to my rules ." says Scott.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
My ass was beginning to feel like it was on fire. He contiued to adminster a hard spanking on my backside. SPANK! SPANK! Finally, I can't take anymore and agree. Scott let's me up and while I'm rubbing my butt. He told me to stand in the corner with my hands on the back of my head until he came back. He threatened with me with another spanking if I moved. I did what he said. He had gone to the bathroom and was gone for about 10 minutes. I didn't dare move even though my ass hurt. As you can imagine, we ended up watching tv (what he wanted to watch) for the rest of the afternoon.
Funny thing though.... when I got home and was laying on my bed still feeling the effects of the spanking, I began to get horny and hard. I couldn't believe it. I laid there thinking about lying across Scott's knees, experiencing my first spanking. The pain wasn't horrible, but what was horrible was the feeling that my body was not my own to control. Scott contolled it. He held it on his lap and spanked it all he wanted. The spanking I received from Scott this afternoon turned me on. I began stroking myself while I played back the spanking in my mind. I was furiously jerking off when I finally exploded in my underwear. Man, I had never cummed like that before. I couldn't believe that a spanking had totally aroused me.
Everything between Scott and me was cool. He didn't bring up the fact that he had spanked me. A few weeks later we were in his bedroom doing homework. The phone rang and Scott got up to answer it. When he was out, I began looking at his answers to our history homework and started copying some of his answers. I never heard him come back to his bedroom.
He was standing at the door when he screamed "What do you think your doing!?"
I was startled. "N-N-Nothing."
"I've been standing here for nearly 5 minutes and saw you copying answers from my homework" he says.
He had caught me. "No, I wasn't." I screamed back.
Scott grabs my paper and says "Let's see if you copied any of my answers."
I didn't know what to do or say. I was just about to grab my paper back when he says, "Not only are you cheating, but your lying!"
He then ordered, "Now, drop your pants and get over my knees for a spanking."
I stared at him somewhat confused. "What did you say?"
"It seems to you need to learn a lesson... the hard way!"
"No way... your not gonna spank me."
"Fine, then maybe I'll let Mr. Vincent know why our answers are identical"
"No, please, you wouldn't tell him?"
(Now, as you can imagine, Scott was teacher's pet) "Yes, I would" he said.
"However, if you take your punishment like a man, I won't tell him."
I whined and pleaded a bit, but he just responded, "Do it......Now! I just stood there in amazement. I didn't know what to do. My best friend was ordering me to strip. I was embarressed as I began unbuckled my belt and slowly unbuttoned my jeans pulling them down past my knees that were now shaking a little and down to my ankles.
He then said, "Take off your shirt too."
It happened so quick. Here I was, a thirteen year old boy, preparing to lay over my best friends knees and get a spanking! I could have easily gotten up and walked away or even beaten the _s_h_i_t_ outta him but I didn't.
I was standing in front of him wearing nothing but my white Fruit of the Loom briefs (with a partial hardon) as I asked him, "Please be gentle."
Before I could even comprehend what had happened, my world went topsy turvey as I was turned over his knees and now saw the floor below me. I was trying to hide my embarrassment, and then began to listen as Scott began to lecture me about my behavior. I felt his left hand around my waist and his right leg over my legs, as he was talking to me like a little boy. My embarrassment was growing, but suddenly, his words stopped, and I felt a sting and heard a loud whack, as his right hand landed on my bottom. "Oooow, Scott, don't, don't spank me! Please." Before I could even react, a few more landed, and I began to lightly struggle.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Owwww! I'm sorry, I won't ever do it again." SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Even though I was wearing my briefs, the thin cotton was not stopping the pain as his hand continued to punish my ass.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"So it hurts?" he asked, as the whacks finally stopped.
"Yes." I said meekly.
"Its supposed to hurt, isn't it?" he asked
"I guess so," I responded. 'But this really hurts" I said.
I started to get up as I thought he was finished. "Where do you think your going? he said. "Aren't you done?"
"I'll let you know when I'm finished spanking you." says Scott. "That was only for copying my answers, now for the lying."
I didn't see it, but Scott grabbed the thick wooden ruler off the desk.
WHACK!
"Owwwwww!" "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"The remainder of the spanking will be administered with the ruler." responded Scott. "You will learn that you can't lie to me or anyone."
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
I was now crying now "OOooowww - Scott please......"
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
I begged him. "Please - no more - I'm sorry, just let me go!"
WHACK!! WHACK!!
I couldn't believe the pain. I was begging him to stop.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
"Please stop, it really hurts!" The pain got too much to bear, and my Fruit of the Looms didn't offer any protection whatsoever, so I instinctively moved my hands to cover my butt.
Scott barked "Move those hands or else I'll give you an additional ten whacks with the ruler."
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
By now I was getting quite sore and starting to wriggle quite a bit "Look! You want me to start over with you - KEEP STILL!"
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
Finally, Scott stopped. I couldn't move. My ass felt like it was on fire. He placed the ruler on his desk and began gently rubbing my backside. "I hope you've learned your lesson?"
"Yes, I won't ever copy your homework or lie to you again."
"Fine, go stand in the corner and wait for me to return."
I did as I was told. Scott left his bedroom and went into the bathroom (which was located next to his bedroom). As I stood there still crying and rubbing my very sore ass, I lowered my briefs and could see from the mirror across the room that my ass was bright crimson red and that there were even some black and blue marks from the ruler.
All of a sudden I thought I heard Scott. I pressed my ear aginst the wall and I heard some faint moans coming from the bathroom. Oh my God, it sounded like Scott was jerking off! I couldn't believe it, he got aroused by spanking me! I continued to listen and finally, "Ahhhhh, Uhhhhhnnnn!" he groaned.
A few minutes later, Scott came back into the bedroom and motioned for me to come over to his desk. He grabbed my homework and tore it up. "You will start your homework over and not get dressed until you've completed it. Do you understand?"
"Yes." I sat there in nothing buy my underwear and it took me over 2 hours to finish my homework. When I got home that day, I went into my bedroom and locked the door and masturbated. I continued to stroke my penis until I had ejaculated all over my hand. I made myself come three more times that evening to relieve myself of the stress of the whole day.
I knew then that there would be many more spankings in the future from Scott.