Authors Note: This is a sequel to "Shocked In Swim Class". Inquiring minds wanted to know exactly what happened when Dave neglected to do his share of the lab report and John had. This story is dedicated to Terry.
Chemistry lab had become almost enjoyable recently. Ever since the day I had to spank my lab partner, John on his bare bottom for not doing his share of the work. John and I had become great friends, even though his work habits had not improved. I didn't mind since I continued to spank him each week he neglected to get his work done. It was obvious that both of us were getting off on the spankings. I could see that John had a massive erection when I pulled his pants down to spank him, and I am sure he could feel mine through my jeans.
We had labs after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays and usually met Wednesday to work on the write ups. Every Wednesday the same thing happened:
"Alright John lets get your write up and mine put together."
"Uhh Dave."
"What?"
"Well I didn't get my part done."
"Why not?"
"I was busy."
"Right! You know what happens when you don't have your write up done."
"Yes I know. I get spanked bare assed."
"That's right."
Without another word John would strip down to his t-shirt, undershorts, and socks. I could already see the erection forming in his undershorts. It became even more noticeable when he was over my knees with his bottom bared and his penis rubbing against my thighs. I gave John thirty spanks with my hand on his bare butt. Then I made John finish his part of the lab with his jeans around his ankles and his undershorts pulled down in the rear so I could admire his pink bare bottom.
As much as I enjoyed spanking John, I was beginning to feel that something was missing. I was already thinking of John as a second brother. As many times as I had wanked about spanking my best friends, Eddie and Nate, I had never actually spanked them. Spanking John created a special bond and I wanted that bond to strengthen. Specifically, I wanted John to spank me on my bare bottom. After all I would sometimes let my little brother Joe win "wrestling matches" just so I could be on the receiving end of a bare bottom spanking every so often. I made up my mind not to do my part of the write up this week. When John came over and hadn't done his, we would have to spank each other and that would really be cool.
On Tuesday afternoon John and I did the lab. I went home and waited for Joe to get back from school. Joe and I had one of our roughhousing sessions and this time Joe won.
"Alright Dave, drop your jeans and get across my knees."
"Yes Sir!" I said lowering my jeans.
Joe sat down on my bed and I lay across his lap. Joe pulled down my underpants and began to rub my bare bottom. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. SMACK! I received the traditional six spanks for the loser. I got up and hugged my little brother. We got a couple of Cokes and watched television. After dinner I did my homework, neglecting to finish my part of the lab write up.
The next day John came over. I decided that when John confessed to forgetting to do his lab work, I would admit that I hadn't done mine either. I was going to insist that John be spanked, figuring he would want to spank me as well. I was really surprised when he said:
"Hey Dave, I actually did my part of the write up."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope I've got it right here."
"Well guess who didn't do his part of the write up?"
"No way! You didn't do it. You're in for one heck of a spanking!"
"A spanking?"
"You know the rules Dave."
"What rules?"
"The tradition that he who doesn't do his write up gets a spanked bottom."
At this point John grabbed me and we started to wrestle on my bed. Now I had every intention of letting John spank me but I was enjoying this. John and I rolled around for quite a while before he managed to pin me down.
"Now it's time for your spanking naughty boy. Take off your shoes and your jeans."
"Yes, Sir!"
John sat down on my bed while I stripped down to my t-shirt, undershorts, and socks. I then positioned my self across John's lap. John immediately pulled down my underpants and began to rub my bare bottom.
"You know Dave, I've been wanting to do this for a long time."
"Well nobody's perfect."
"You are going to get thirty spanks"
"Thirty?"
"Unless you would like to fetch the ping pong paddle?"
"No, I guess thirty sounds fair. Even if it is my first offense."
Smack! Smack! Smack! John began the spanking telling me how irresponsible I'd been. I didn't say anything. I was just concentrating on the tingling feeling in my butt and my erection, which was getting larger. John kept up the smacks and I was really excited. John was concentrating his gaze on my naked butt and I had my eyes closed, so neither one of us noticed Joe standing in the doorway until I happened to look up.
"Joe! What the hell do you think your doing?" I shouted.
"Watching my big bro get his bare butt spanked like a naughty little boy."
John started to laugh and told Joe to come in, shut the door and have a seat. Joe grinned at me and I smiled back at him. In all honesty it wasn't that big a deal for Joe to watch. After all Joe and I had spanked each other, showered together and just seen the other naked often enough. John gave me the final ten spanks and told me to finish my write up. I pulled up my undershorts and put my jeans and shoes back on. When I stood up at my desk to finish my part of the write up, John came behind me and pulled my jeans down to my ankles and my undershorts down in the rear. John gave me a pat on my bare butt, and he and Joe watched television.
It didn't take me long to do my share of the work. I had made some notes so that I could finish quickly once John had spanked me. John came over and looked at my work. He patted my bare bottom again and told me I could pull 'em up. I pulled up my undershorts and jeans and sat on my bed. Looking at my little brother I said:
"Come here Joe, I am going to have to teach you not to spy on your big brother."
"But Dave."
"No buts. You have earned yourself ten spanks on the bare bottom so drop your jeans."
"Yes, Sir!"
Joe dropped his jeans and lay across my lap. I pulled down his undershorts and gave him ten smacks across his bare butt. I let Joe up and we hugged. John came over and hugged both of us.
"I wish I could have you guys for brothers."
"You can consider me your brother. And if you get me you get Joe, unless he objects."
"No that's so cool. John, I'd love to have you as my brother."
Joe got a wicked grin on his face and suggested that we have an Animal House style initiation. John and I agreed so Joe went to retrieve a ping pong paddle from the basement. John and I dropped our jeans and undershorts and lay across the bed so that our butts were hanging over the edge. Joe alternated swatting my bottom, then John's.
Whack!
"Thank you Sir, may I have another?"
Whack!
"Thank you Sir, may I have another?"
John and I each got ten swats. We then stood up and rubbed our butts. Joe handed me the paddle and he dropped his jeans and underpants. Joe and John assumed the position and I gave each boy ten swats on the bare bottom. After another butt rub, I bared my bottom once again and assumed the position next to Joe. John gave us the ten swats each and then he knelt down behind us and rubbed our buns for us. All three of us lay on my bed and had a good wank. John and I shot on a towel I kept by the bed for just such emergencies. Joe, only being twelve, had a dry climax but from the look on his face, he most certainly climaxed.
John spent the night at my house that evening. We talked for a long time before we actually went to bed.
"Do you think either one of us will have the write up done next week?" John said.
"For some reason, I don't think we will." I said with a grin.
"I will have to spank you again. Maybe you'll get more than thirty."
"Maybe I had better do my write up then."
"I'm not sure I'll do mine though."
I hit John with a pillow and he hit me back. Joe came into the room and said he could hear us in his room and if he had to come back again he would spank our bottoms. John and I stood up and mooned him and Joe gave us each a good smack on our exposed rears.
As John and I continued to talk, we realized that if we both had our preliminary write up done when we met, we would have more time for spankings. Wednesday soon became known as spanking day and John and I became the very best of friends. I've got to make sure John and I end up in the same AP Biology class next year, since I'm going to need a "reliable" lab partner.