It was the week of Easter, 1989, shortly before my eleventh birthday. I was spending the entire week in California with my Uncle Ron and my 12-year-old cousin Stephen, who was another nephew of Uncle Ron. One day he decided to take us to the beach. There were some people there, but not many. Due to the time of season there were no lifeguards and it was swim at your own risk.
Before Stephen and I were allowed to go in the water Uncle Ron went over a list of rules. "No dunking, no horseplay, stay near each other. . .," he told us. "If I see either of you breaking these rules at anytime I will not hesitate to spank your fannies right here. Is that clear?" he asked. We both nodded and ran off into the freezing water.
Stephen and I swam around for about a half-hour, and then having forgotten Uncle Ron's rules I splashed him playfully. Stephen was a bit stunned for a second because the salt-water had gotten in his eyes. "Robbie, get over here right now!" I suddenly heard Uncle Ron yell from the shore. I got out and walked over to him with my wet Speedo bathing suit tightly hugging my skin, and no sooner did he grab my arm and walk me over to a bench. He sat down and pulled me over his lap.
SMACK! "What did I" SMACK! "tell you about" SMACK! "splashing?" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Ow Uncle Ron, stop!" I begged. "I'm sorry!"
"I told you what would happen if you broke the rules," he said, and with that his fingers slid in the waistband of my speedos and peeled them down my knees. My cold, wet, bare bottom was exposed for everyone there to see. Uncle Ron had no reluctance toward my nudity, and after wrapping his arm tightly around my waist he began to spank my bare bottom. I was kicking and sobbing in no time due to the pain and embarrassment. My little _c_o_c_k_ was hidden from the view of the spectators, but not hidden to Uncle Ron's hand which firmly fondled it as he spanked my butt. He gave me about thirty swats, but it was over quickly. When he stood me up my penis was visible to the small crowd. Uncle Ron had managed to push my foreskin back while fondling it during the spanking. I stood there sobbing with all my might as he pulled my bathing suit back up. He took Stephen and I off to the changing room, and he first gave Stephen a bare-bottom spanking. He then masturbated both of us, and even though I didn't cum I had my very first orgasm. The rest of the week continued on the same way.