I had to go and stay with my Uncle Joe for a weekend once which I was really not looking forward too. I was 13 at the time; I was annoyed at going over there for one reason - I figured that at 13 I was old enough to take care of myself. The other reason was that uncle Joe and his wife Lynn always seemed to be a bit old fashioned and strict - as if they hated kids, which was odd - as their Son James was always quite mischievous when he had come over to ours. Having said that when James was with his dad he was always on top behaviour
We were running really late by the time I was dropped off and Uncles Joe's, so there was no time for pleasantries; my dad just said what time they would be back and that was that. I just stood on the pavement watching my mum and dad drive off - standing there with overnight bag in hand.
I was an academic 'only child' so got on well with most adults, able to make easy conversation. I had a very (and still do) dry wit which most found droll especially coming from a kid. It wasn't overly sarcastic to cause offence, so mostly helped me get on with people. The exception always seemed to be uncle Joe, who would just grunt, unless he wanted me to do something. Today was no exception. I made some hello pleasantries, but uncle jut grunted occasionally until we got into the house. Aunt Lynn was there to great me and she was much more welcoming - and led me upstairs to show me where I would be sleeping. She was quite chatty which relaxed me - and showed me into a bedroom - which was immediately apparent to be James'.
"Were going to put another bed in here for you in a sec, just dump your bag" she said.
"Oh dont go to any trouble - I dont mind taking the spare!" I answered, not really wanting to share with my little cousin, as I knew there was a perfectly good spare room I could use.
"Well - I know what you boys are like - you'd be disturbing us all night with your shenanigans if we split you up!"
"Umm - I am 13 remember Auntie!" I stressed, hoping to avoid this.
"Well I know - but James is so excited - you wouldn't want to let him down would you?!" answered Aunt Lynn clearly a little disappointed for her son.
"No of course not; it will be fine. I didn't realise he was that fond of me!" It as only for one night I reasoned to myself. "Where is he anyway?"
"Out in the back of the garden - why dont you join him - he'll be delighted to see you" she smiled
With that I went out to meet young James, strangely touched he was so pleased to see me. He didn't take to long to find. He was in the middle of building a huge Airfix model - so I was happy to help him. He was pleased to see me asking loads of questions and telling me what he'd been up to. After a while he suggested we go into he woods for him to show me some place he found.
"Sure mate - but what about dinner time - what time we have to get back?" I queried, not wanting to upset anyone.
"Aww - about 6pm; that gives us an hour. Keep your eye on the clock though, cause I dont want a spanking!" grinned James
"Wow! You'd be spanked for that?" I asked incredulously
"Sure - though only cause I'm on a warning right now for some other stuff, so I best keep out of dad's way! Come on then lets go." With that we trotted in to the woods, me following and watching his little bum thinking about it getting spanked!
We found his place - which turned out to be a huge quarry, and made it back in plenty of time for dinner, arriving back in the house breathless and giggling a bit.
"WHERE have you two boys been?" demanded uncle, stopping us in our tracks. He wasn't happy!
"Umm - just into the woods - we were back in time for dinner!" stammered James, clearly a bit embarrassed that his dad was shouting at him.
"That's not the point, once again you didn't tell either me or your mother where you were going. And as for You - I thought you'd be more responsible." He glared - now at me.
I was about to answer - but it would only get James in to more trouble. "Umm I didn't think Uncle" I managed, going a bit red - I hate getting told off.
"Well go and wash up - well talk about this after dinner" scowled uncle. With that we walked upstairs to the bathroom. We passed James' room - and I could now see the second bed installed.
"Hey neat - your in my room tonight; well have some fun eh?!" grinned James
"Sure - but aren't you worried about your dad? He seemed cross to me!" I answered, not looking forward to going downstairs again. Clearly our age gap was showing a bit here!
"Nah it will be a lecture I reckon - dont worry!" he answered without much of a care. I was not so comfy - but then, I didn't know him that well.
Dinner was a bit of an ordeal - Uncle was never talkative, but his outbursts created a bit of an atmosphere. Aunt Lynn was making an effort, asking about school and stuff, but for once, by conversational ability seemed to have deserted me. Dinner finally finished, so I helped Auntie clear. It was about 7.30.
As I came back into the dining room, Uncle was talking to James. "Well you have been warned any times about this - and I know you were going to be having fun with Simon. But frankly you need to be taught to be more considerate. So you can get yourself ready for bed right now!"
"But daaaaad - its only 7.30, and it wasn't a big deal. Simon was with me" whined James. I was staring at the table not wanting to look at either of them. To be honest, I was OK that James was being sent to bed, because I had some reading I wanted to get on with.
"That's not the point. I want you to tell one of us when you go off in the woods. I want to know where you are. Now that's enough - get yourselves off to bed - the pair of you!!"
"Um Sorry?!" I had to hear that bit again - surely I wasn't being sent to bed too!
"That's right, you got up to mischief with James so you can share in his punishment. I'm sending you to bed too!"
"But I'm nearly 14; besides, I dint know I was breaking a rule!" I stammered going red
Age doesn't come into it in this house; as far as I'm concerned you are both naughty disrespectful little boys. Now get going or you really will be punished. And you wont like it one bit!" finished uncle, and it just wasn't something I could argue with.
As we left - we said goodnight to Auntie - I was following James' lead here actually - but we both did it. Just as we were leaving the room, Uncle finished, "An dont think that this means you can play games or whatever up there - I'll be up in half an hour and I want you ready to say your prayers for lights out."
The old buzzard was obviously reading my mind- I figured I could get on with my reading up there. I couldn't believe this was happening - nevertheless I followed James up the Stairs.
"I'm sorry I got you into trouble - I should have told them" said James glumly
"Dont worry about it; not your fault. I haven't been sent to bed early for ages though." I grinned sheepishly. As we got into his room I Asked, "You really think we have to get undressed now? When I was sent to bed at home - it was really just to my room for the rest of the night"
"Oh no - he means it. When he comes up he means us to be ready to get into bed and for him to turn the lights off"
Now I should mention here - like many boys my age - I was kind of shy about my body, especially as I was a bit of a late developer, and had only recently got much in the way of hair down there. Being blond, there wasn't much to see anyway. I hadn't really counted on getting undressed in James' presence. So I was stalling a bit - asking James questions about his stuff around the room; which cause he was proud of it, he was more than happy to answer! This must have killed about 10 mins, but we were soon reminded of the task with my Uncle once again shouting up the stairs "I cant hear water running boys!!!!"
"We better wash up" Said James, "Cummon" With that, I followed him to the bathroom, where he took off his shirt.
"Um we have to shower?" I asked nervously. It was really embarrassing having to ask this 8 year old about this routine - but I didn't want any more problems
"Nawww - just face and arms and stuff - heres a flannel you can use" answered James as the sink filled with water. I took of my shirt too - and the pair of us washed, gasping at the cold water. "Sorry about the water - there's never any hot this time of night" he explained. We then brushed out teeth together. I left him too pee, and then I went.
When I returned to our room, James was there in his underpants, reaching under his pillow for his pj's. I normally slept in just shorts - and often bare - but for most overnights I also took PJs. I toll off my Trainers and Jeans and, just in my own underpants when across the room to my own bag, which was next to where James was standing. I bent down just as James went to pass by, and for he briefest of moments my ass touched his skin. It was completely innocent - but of course for me, it started my dick get hard.
There was no way now I could take off my underpants, so I decided to just pull my PJ bottoms over the top.
"Hey Simon., whatcha wearing there?" questioned James, in such a way to suggest that this wasn't normal night attire.
"Um giant size dungarees.....what's does it look like!" I retorted, not wanting to have this conversation.
"Um well Dad might have something to say that's all - I'm only allowed to wear a t shirt!"
"What nothing else?"
"Nope nothing - not in summer anyway - Dad says boys only wear Shirts in summer! You might be the same!"
"Dont be daft. I'm 13; surely he wont care what I wear as well as sending me to bed? Anyway, its kinda strange dontcha think? He wouldn't interfere!" I answered firmly, not betraying the sudden dread of being told to strip bare own there.
"I'm 13!"mocked James; "I'm 13!" pulling a face, and making a voice that was supposed to be me, at the same time lobbing a pillow my way.
"Ha ha Ha" I mocked, chucking it back. With that James had bounded over to me and was waking me with a pillow "I'm 13, I'm 13" he repeated.
"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE" demanded my Uncle as he burst into the room. "I though I told you to be ready for bed by now? Instead your clowning around like a couple of Bratts!"
"Sorry dad" mumbled James, tossing the pillow back on his bed, standing in just is underpants.
"Sorry uncle" I mumbled, standing in my PJ bottoms.
"AND WHAT, young man, Are THOSE?!" demanded uncle pointing at my pj's; but before I could say anything, "Didn't you Say to Simon that those are unacceptable in this house James?"
"Um yes dad" answered James, apologising with his eyes in my direction.
"And so why did you ignore him Simon?" he demanded of me
I had a choice here - pull the age thing again - which I feared would do me no favours. Instead I answered "I was just going to take them off Uncle when we got into the pillow fight. I'm sorry - I'll do it straightaway" in a tone I thought would calm him down. Somehow there wasn't going to be a way around my embarrassment - in fact; all this telling off was embarrassment enough. I know I was beetroot red at this point.
"Fine; well just so there's no confusion - pyjama top only for you young man - now the pair of you get going and sop monkeying around. Ill be back in a moment; DONT keep me waiting any longer!" With that he stalked out of the room.
James was hyper though still - as kids that age often get. He was quite pleased with his 'Simon Voice' and as I was pulling off my PJs, bottoms he kept repeating "I'm 13!", "I'm 13!"
"Knock it off will you!" I hissed trying to hide my own amusement at his silliness. There was no way I wanted to be completely naked - so decided to find my shirt first, though remembering that it doesn't hide much. Anyway, I put it on, noticing that James was about to got his own on, and would shortly be taking his own underpants off. Just this thought starting effecting my own dick. I wasn't attracted to James in any way, but the idea of being naked with him at the same time seemed to be doing strange things to me.
I noticed that James still hadn't done anything. There was no way I wanted to be first nude, but I didn't want to be in any more trouble. Just as I bent to pull em down, another pillow went whistling through the air - missed me completely and hit the bedside lamp, which was knocked half way across the room.
I turned incredulously to James who was grinning like a mad man "Are you Crazy?! I Hissed, "your dad will be here any minute - what's got into you!"
"Quite right - though I am here!" snarled uncle dangerously quietly. "What has got into you both? I've never known you so naughty and excitable James" without waiting for an answer "well this has got to stop - you are incapable of respect and cant follow the simplest of instructions. I sent you to bed as a punishment - not so you could play around. Well what do you have to say for yourself boy?"
After a long pause, James eventually answered "Nothing Dad" staring at his feet, no longer as _c_o_c_k_y as he was.
"No I didn't think so - well I am surprised at having to do this right now - but there isn't much choice." With that he went and sat in a chair that was in the middle of the room and beckoned his Son towards him.
"No Daaad - please; cant this wait" whined James, his eyes suddenly welling up with tears. "Not With Simon here too"
"Never mind Simon - and no it cant wait. Your behaviour has been appalling, and the last few days I warned you that you were getting close to a Spanking, and now it is here!" said my uncle calmly. Of course I couldn't believe my ears - I was going to get to watch James have his bottom spanked! Thank god there was no time for me to loose my underwear, cause I was getting a stirring down there.
"please, anything but this - now - cant you punish me some other way?" whined James
"Just get yourself over here NOW, or there will be worse than a spanking for you my lad!" Tears were now quite visible on James's cheeks as he approached his dad.
"Please though daddy, it was an accident; I dont want my bottom spanked!" begged James
"I'm sure you dont young man" answered my uncle, pulling James towards him a little, "but you should have thought about the consequences a little more. Now then, you know why your getting this dont you?"
"Yes" sniffed James, wiping his nose with his hand "because I've been a disrespectful naughty little boy.
"that's right" and what should we do about it?
"please will you spank my bottom Daddy to teach me better manners and behave properly" sobbed James. Wow I couldn't believe this, this was obviously some ritual they had to make it worse for my cousin.
"Of course I will Son - anything else you want to ask me?"
"please no dad" whispered James through his tears
"Anything ELSE you want to ask me?!" demanded my uncle
"Please will you take my underpants down daddy so my bottom is not protected" sobbed James, mortified by his predicament.
"Of course Son" agreed uncle has his hands went to the waistband of my cousins underpants and slowly pulled them down. "Step out of them then Son" he prompted, as they dropped to the floor. My cousin was now naked and moved to the side of my uncles lap. With a deft movement, he was pulled over with his bottom sticking in the air. I noticed with horror that my own underpants barely concealed my erection which I could suddenly feel presses against my stomach. I caught my Uncle staring sullenly towards it, and reached for the nearby pillow to hide behind. Uncle didn't say anything.
Naturally my hardon didn't subside as James' spanking started. I didn't get much of a look of his dick, but his bottom was firm and white, not much puppy fat on at all. Uncle took no prisoners, and swung his arm down from quite high. James was squealing a bit with each blow, so I gathered this was not a spanking that would start light. I had only been spanked once, as a little kid in the shops by my mum over clothes -so this routine was mesmerising. I had heard some of the other kids talk about such thing, but to see it happen was quite another.
Uncle spanked rhythmically and with accuracy, moving around James bottom and then over this thigh's - at least the bit where leg and bum meet. I gather this was the hardest cause James squealed loudest! The sight of the fully naked boy over my uncles lap was such an erotic site for me then, I was mesmerised. It wasn't too long before James was sobbing loudly and freely between smacks and begging his dad to stop. He was also kicking his legs around. Uncle was having none of it and carried on. I was getting a bit worried for James, cause he was clearly in pain - his bottom had gone bright red some time ago and was now going crimson red. Each spank was making him holler loudly and the ones of his thighs actually made him scream. I was also worried for me - cause I know my hard on was producing a bit of pre-cum, which was bound to show. I was about to say something for James though, when Uncle suddenly stopped.
James bottom was Scarlet, and his he stood up his face was quite a mess of tears and snot. Uncle handed him a tissue to let him clean up. He then pulled him to his lap - this time his legs straddling his dad, who rocked him a little and said it was all over, and that it was for his own good. This went on until James had calmed down a bit. Uncle Joe then let James stand up - and James immediately put his hands on his head.
"I'm sure that will be a good lesson to you Son; let it be one we dont have to repeat; now just stand over there before you do your corer time. Drop your hands for the moment."
Uncle then tuned to me, which in itself made me blush. "OK Simon, pull of that shirt and come over here - your turn!!"
He couldn't be serious - not at my age, surely. Dad would never allow it. I decided to treat it as a joke. "Ha Ha uncle" I laughed nervously "very funny!"
Uncle though just looked completely straight at me an snarled "I never joke about this. Pull off your shirt and come over here"
Oh my god, maybe he is serious I remember thinking "But I didn't break the lamp; I shouldn't be punished - I was trying to calm him down!"
"I thought I made it clear earlier Simon, while you stay here, if you get into mischief with James, you get punished with James. I dont care who's to blame. James has had his bottom spanked, now your going to have your bottom spanked! Now pull off your shirt and come over here!"
Oh god, my dick was still flat against my stomach. I hugged the pillow even tighter. My eye caught young James, who had cheered up considerably all of a sudden. "There is no way you can spank me though - Im nearly 14!" I stammered, beginning to panic
"I'm loosing patience Simon, your a naughty boy who has been caught in the act playing a game which has resulted in a breakage - after being warned several times. A boy who is childish, disobedient and mischievous is a boy who needs his bottom spanked. Now do I have to ask you again - pull off your shirt and come over here!!"
I remember the feeling of panic and shame overcoming me - I was 13 and apart from the supermarket when I was 4 had never had such a thing happen. The feeling was overwhelming me; the recall of James' spanking, naked, humiliated and pain was causing me to start to cry ever so slightly, which further made me feel ashamed. "There is no way my Dad will let you touch me!" I whined "He'll be mad if anything happens here!"
"Not true actually - when you were born, and again when James was born we made a pledge that we would take on the father role wherever and whenever necessary. This is one of those occasions." Answered uncle calmly. "You are making this much worse for yourself; James - tell Simon what happened to you when you kicked up such a fuss"
"Um I had my bottom slippered" mumbled James, embarrassed again. Although I couldn't help notice his own dick was getting a little bigger!
"It hurt, didn't it son?" questioned uncle
"Yes dad"
"Worse that what you've just had eh Son?!"
"Yes dad"
"Son; remind Simon how red your bottom is - turn around!"
James slowly turned to reveal his crimson ass. I was beginning into see my own ass instead of James' and it filled me with dread.
"You see Simon" he continued "your bottom will be as red as James shortly - keep up your current act and it will be slippered on top!" Then, stressing every word, he slowly repeated "Take....off.... your....shirt....and.... come....over....here!"
For some reason my dick was still as hard as ever under the pillow. So without moving it, I slowly pulled off my shirt, thinking of how else I could delay or stop the impending humiliation. Naked now, other than the underpants and the pillow I was hugging, I sobbed "Please uncle, dont do this - isn't there some other way I can be punished?" Punishment seeming to be used in vocabulary more times in the last hour than in the rest of my existence put together.
"Simon, dont you listen? James is spanked on his bare bottom when he is naughty - so you will be spanked on your bare bottom as you have been naughty. It simple. Do you want me to get James to fetch my slipper?"
I slowly shook my head "No uncle, But I've never been spanked before"
"Then you probably deserve it even more. James - go fetch my slipper will you; I think I may have to use it, as Simon is being so disobedient right now!" sighed uncle
"Yes daddy" answered James angelically, walking passed his dad solemnly. As he passed, so he was only facing me on his way out of the room with his back to his dad, his face broke into a big grin - his dick was even plumper than earlier.
"Now Simon - one last chance to get over here. Stop hugging that pillow - I know what your hiding, and it doesn't matter how hard your penis is to me; that's natural. What isn't natural is your disobedience. Now move it!"
I couldn't imagine my ass as red as James' let alone worse. I realised though I was fresh out of options. Reluctantly I dropped the pillow and stood up. My Penis was making an obvious shape up to the waistband of my underpants and there was an obvious wet patch. To his credit, my uncle didn't even mention it - instead he just beckoned me over to him, where 20 minutes ago I watched in wonder as James did the same thing.
James returned into the room and passed his dad his slipper; again there was a moment where he could drop the solemn look and grin broadly at me. Head bowed, I shuffled over. "Please uncle, I understand this has to happen, but do I have to be spanked in front of James?"
"AS I said Simon", said my uncle calmly, grabbing my wrists and pulling me closer to him, "You got into mischief together so you get punished together. You watched James get his bare bottom spanking - now James gets to watch Your bare bottomed spanking!" Wow - 'my spanking' I wondered if I was going to wake up from this nightmare.
I snapped too from this mini daydream by my Aunt calling up the stairs. Apparently it was the phone.
"OK boys - I best take that - while I'm gone James, I want you to remind Simon of the humility I expect him to demonstrate before we commence. And Simon; listen carefully, you have run out of chances with all this carry on - get it wrong and you will feel the slipper!" With that he stalked out of the room, closing the door.
"I'm 13!, I'm 13!" giggled James smugly, although he was still obviously in pain, taking the opportunity to rub his bottom, letting out a yelp as he did so, his little dick jiggling about at the same time. "doesn't matter now though does it, you there sobbing waiting for your bum to be spanked!"
"Knock it off James - and help me. You heard your Dad - I got to member what you need to say otherwise I get the slipper!"
"Anyway - you will soon be as naked as me with an bottom as red as mine - how you feel about that?! Anyway, maybe I wont tell you right so you get slippered anyway!" sneered James
This filled me with dread and started my stammering again in panic. "Pp. pplease help me James, I dont want to be slippered!"
"HA! I bet - arright; its simple, but you best not get it wrong." I gave him a pathetic grin "But If I do help you, I want to be able to feel your bottom as much as I like after the spanking. I wanna see if another boys bottom gets as hot as mine!!"
"Anything - just tell me what to say aright?!"
"OK First - you have to agree that you need a Spanking and tell him its because you've been a naughty and disrespectful little boy. Dont forget the little boy bit!"
"Ok - understood;" 'why' I reminded myself as short hand
"Repeat to me then!" demanded James
"umm 'I am being spanked because I've been a disrespectful naughty little boy' ?" I mumbled
"Fine!, then," continued James "He likes you to ask for a spanking; so simply ask 'please will you spank my bottom Uncle to teach me better manners and behave properly'"
James grinned again, waiting for me to repeat, so I started "Please will you spank my bottom Uncle to teach me better manners and behave properly"
"OK this is the worse Simon, you finally have to ask him to take your undies off!, so you HAVE to ask 'Please will you take my underpants down uncle so my bottom is not protected' he really likes that - so dont forget or its slipper time! Now you!"
I couldn't believe this - I was learning the lines that would get my pants pulled down and my bum spanked raw, only protecting me from a full slippering! Before I could repeat, uncle returned into the room and sat down in front of me.
"Now then Son, I hope James told you what to do. I have to say your Auntie was very surprised that I was having to Spank your bottom; she didn't know you were such a naughty boy!""
"Aww you dint tell her!"
"Of course lad - she wanted to know where I had been, so I told her. She might come up she said!" smirked uncle
"Please no ! cant this just be between the 3 of us please!"
"Well that's what I said too; besides, shell see you boys when you do your corner time eh James!"
"Yes daddy, when we go down to the hall" answered James. Wow - the hall - this is getting worse. My dick was still as hard too!
"Oh and on the phone was Uncle Jon - hes coming over with Mike in a minute to pick up some tools; so we need to get a move on!" Said uncle. Jon was my other uncle too - Mike was one of my other cousin, and about the same age as James. "So then Simon - you understand why you are standing here in front of me like this?" continued my uncle. This was the primer for the first answer then.
My head down, trying desperately to reduce the boner in my pants, I mumbled, "because I've been a disrespectful naughty little boy, uncle"
"Son, look at me when your talking to me unless you want to feel the slipper! So what are we going to do about it?"
I lifted my head, catching James out the corner of my eye - his little dick was no longer quite so little. This was it then, I was going to ask for my spanking. "Please will you spank my bottom Uncle to teach me better manners and behave properly?" I asked, starting to feel the pressure again realising there way no way out
"Of course I will; as my nephew its the least I can do. Any thing else son?"
This was it - I was now going to have to ask him to take off my pants - for both him and James to see my hard dick. Just the thought of my own tight buttocks going as scarlet as James' and being given a naked over the knee spanking like any disobedient little boy was making my cry softly with embarrassment and shame.
"Simon! Is there anything else?!" sighed uncle
"Yes uncle" I sobbed "Please will you take my underpants down so my bottom is not protected" I stammered. I heard James let out a big sigh, as my uncle reached to the waistband of my underpants. I was truly ashamed and mortified as I stood there feeling the elastic pull down over my bottom and then thighs.
Again, my uncle didn't refer in any way to be erection, simply asking me to step out of my underpants as they lied on the floor then tossing them aside. So there I was - buck naked in front of my little cousin and my uncle and of course, sporting a very hard _c_o_c_k_. I didn't have to long to feel embarrassed though; my uncle soon grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards his lap. I tried one last time to reason with him, but he was having none of it. In fact, because I didn't slip easily over his lap at once, he threatened me with the slipper again.
Meekly and completely broken, I folded myself over my uncles lap, my _c_o_c_k_ pressing against his thigh and my balls sitting between his legs. I was so new to this, I didn't know where to put my hands so ended up holding my uncles leg. My feet were no longer touching the ground, so where simply waving around a bit, legs tightly together.
"Now then Simon, just spread your legs apart a little for me, then I'll start your spanking!" demanded my uncle calmly. My head was upside down now - and I was acutely aware that James was getting a bum-on view of this from where he was standing - I could catch his grin as I spread my legs a little, exposing more of my bottom and presumably a bit of balls. Interestingly, his little dick was just as hard as mine!
So there I was - nearly 14 and about to receive my very first bare bottomed spanking. That first swot knocked something out of me I can tell you. I think my yell showed how little I was expecting - being spanked wasn't just humiliating - it was going to hurt!
My uncle gave my bottom the same expert treatment he gave James. I guess the first swots all over my cheeks made me yell out load with a few begs of forgiveness, but then it seemed to get a bit easier. Uncle at one stage gruffly told me to stop being such a baby, but while each blow hurt, I guess there was less of a shock, so I was yelling out less.
However, he then started to get a bit lower, and started to whack the tops of my legs and that had me yelping again. These whacks were alternated between say 4 on by cheeks. I wasn't counting how many I had, but each whack was getting more painful - especially the ones on the tops of my legs. I was trying to keep composed, but it was getting harder and harder. I was soon crying freely.
"Please uncle - enough - I'm Sorry" I blubbed.
"nonsense - you need to learn a lesson my lad" answered my uncle gruffly, and the punishment continued. Each whack was getting a yelp by now and because he was following a pattern, I knew that after by bottom had received 4, the tops of each leg would get a whack. This was getting especially painful, I was conscious that I was kicking my legs around a bit (if only to keep my mind of my bum!).
After 2 hard swots to my legs, my uncle said to James "Come here son and hold his legs still will you - keep them apart" and then to me "I told you what would happen if you didn't take this properly didn't I!"
"No; No! Please dont slipper me" I begged, crying (upside down of course - so I must have sounded a right jerk) "I Cant take any more!"
"Quiet down lad - stop being a baby and learn to take your spanking like James did - its difficult to know who's the 8 year old at the moment!" mocked my uncle, at the same time my ankles were grabbed by James - who was holding them to each side of his body. This was much wider than they were, exposing even more of my crack and the inside of my legs to my Uncles hand.
The spanking continued, my uncle paying particular attention now to my inner legs and bottom. I was sobbing wildly now - and my tears and snot was getting all over my face. Every smack to the tops of my thighs caused me to squeal in acute pain. Suddenly though, my uncle stopped.
"That's the end of your spanking Simon - I hope its not something you will forget easily! That would have been it - if you hadn't been such a baby! Now I'm going to give you 8 with the slipper - 4 on each bottom cheek. Hopefully this will teach you not to question me if I ever have cause to spank your bottom again - understood 'little boy'?" asked Uncle, with special emphasis on the last two words.
"Yes Uncle". I whined, through my tears, my legs still held firmly by my little cousin, keeping my bottom at its most exposed, increasing my fear of how much this was likely to hurt. I closed my eyes an anticipation of the first whack.
It did not disappoint!
On top of all the spanking, the pain of the first whack was like none other - after a second or so of nothing, the pain hit - forgetting all my inhibitions, and my voice loosing any sign of the first teenage breaks - I let out scream of pain, as only a well spanked little boy can do.
"Best control that son!" was all my uncle could say, "Unless you want me to gag you!"
Fearing that if the threat was carried out - further whacks would be added to my spanking, for the second, I really concentrated on keeping quiet. Again, after the slipper hit there was a second of nothing until the pain spread through my body. My legs were involuntarily spasming a bit at this pint - and James was having to do his best to keep me still. Uncle ploughed on though. We got to 4 and I was begging and pleading with him to stop
"Well - you have 4 left now - I will stop - but you have to take the rest before you go to bed - which will be within the hour. Why dont you just get it over with?"
"'cause it hurts too much uncle" I stammered through my tears; "Please let me rest a bit" I pleaded.
"Very well, If that is what you want; let him go James" agreed uncle - with that, James let go of my ankles, and Uncle pulled me to my feet, handing me a tissue to clean up my face. When I had tidied myself up a bit - though I was sire my face told the story of how much I had cried - uncle continued "OK Boys - off you go to find mummy; remember Simon - follow James!"
As we left uncle to go downstairs, I no longer worried that I was naked; an hour ago I didn't want to get undressed in front of James, now I had been spanked till I had screamed in front of him - and all I could think about was that my bottom was very sore indeed - and judging my a quick glance in the mirror as we both passed, my bottom was crimson red, against James' scarlet. We had both been well spanked!
"Wow! That was some spanking you got off Dad" whispered James as we descended the stairs "He must have been storing that up for some time!"
"What are we doing now then?" I whispered back, noticing again that both our dicks were a little hard (but thankfully not as bad as they had been!).
"We got to show mum how we been spanked, and show we are sorry and shameful little boys - just follow what I say OK?!"
I nodded my agreement just before we entered the living room where my Aunt was sitting. We both approached he, and stopped. She putt down hew sewing and looked up at us.
"So you've both been naughty little boys have you! - James what have you been doing?"
"I was disobedient and disrespectful mummy; I was playing around even though daddy told me not to and a lamp got broke!" answered James slowly in a very child like voice.
"Really - and you Simon - I would have thought you had grown out of such naughtiness - what were you doing?"
"I was disobedient and disrespectful too Auntie; I was playing around even though Uncle told me not to - and the lamp broke!" I answered mimicking James's tone
"And has daddy punished you James?" asked Aunt Lynn?
"Yes Mummy, daddy spanked my bot-bot!" answered James, turning around and bending over to give his mother a full view of his scarlet bottom.
"Good! And Simon; have you been punished?"
"Yes Auntie, Uncle spanked my bottom too" I answered. I was about to turn around, but Aunt said,
"Bottom is not a word for a little boy like you is it young man?"
"No Auntie - sorry - he spanked my bot-bot" I stammered blushing, praying this lapse wasn't going to add another beating. All the same, I turned around and bent over like James to Show Auntie my Uncles handiwork.
"So two well spanked little boys. I must say I really am surprised at you in particular Simon, but then Boys will be boys - and you are no exception to that are you?"
"No Auntie" I mumbled
"No - just another naughty little boy" She put down her needlework and got up walking towards us. "Well I hope these bottoms are sore enough to remind you to behave better" she said, briefly placing her hands on each of our bums. "So; come with me - you best have some time to think a little about this!" and with that, she grabbed each of us by the wrist, and dragged us up from our bent over position, yanking us over to the hallway.
"Right hands on heads" demanded Aunt Lynn as she pushed us toward the wall until our noses were touching the wall. She then pushed us tightly together so our asses and legs were touching. Because of our height - James elbow was against the back of my neck, and mine was just over his head.
"and I dont want either of you to move or say anything until I sent you to bed - is that understood boys?!"
"Yes Mummy/Auntie" we both chorused.
"Good; I dont know, I would have thought...." What she would have thought was never known, as at that moment she was interrupted by the door bell. This was obviously the promised arrival of Uncle Jon and Mike - great! (not).
Aunt Lynn retired back to the living room as my Uncle answered the door. Usually pleasantries were exchanged. No mention of either me of James yet, but there was no be no avoidance, as were right next to the coat rack. Both my Uncle and Mike wee going to have to pass closely by us to hang up their coats!
"Hey Joe - whats going on here; thats some spanking you have given these boys" grinned uncle Jon.
"Aww the two of them were acting up something awful, so I had to spank the pair of them. James, Say Hello to your Uncle and to Mike!"
"Hi Uncle Jon, Hi Mike!" replied James without moving a stitch
"And you both know Simon - though probably not like this. Simons been a very naughty little boy havent you son!"
"Yes Uncle" I answered softly. I could ony imagin the look on Mike's face. He was a brat at the best of times, and I often had a laugh at his expense, as he was frequently getting a good o. t.k belting from his dad. Having said that - he was never made to strip like this.
"Simon, why dont you tell your Uncle Jon and your little cousin here what has happened?" 'suggested' uncle Joe
"um, I was disobedient and disrespectful; I was playing around with James even though Uncle told me not to - and a lamp broke!" I answered sounding as repentant as I could
"Wow" giggled little Mike, "so what happened to you!"
I didnt immediately answer, thinking that I wouldn't need to. Uncle clearly had other ideas. "Answer your cousin Simon, unless you want some persuasion!"
"Uncle Joe spanked me" I answered sullenly.
"Answer your cousin properly! Tell him what happened - I wont give you another chance lad!" demanded Uncle Joe
"Uncle Joe took down my pants and spanked my bot-bot, and because I struggled so much he slippered me too" I answered blushing bright red again having to admit this so frankly to the little brat.
"That's better - and he's still got a bit more to go, cause he couldn't handle it!" finished uncle Joe. "Anyway - these boys are having some time to think about it right now - so lets go through."
With that, the three of them joined my Aunt in the living room and left us to our wall inspection duties. I whispered to James that I hated Mike, which mad him giggle a bit. So we were both yelled at again. Other than that we just stood there. I loved the feeling of James so close to me, our skin touching. When I looked down, I could see we both had quite hard dicks - which meant he liked it too! After about half-an-hour, I was wondering when the visitors would actually leave, but shortly afterwards I heard Uncle Joe call my name.
"You dont think he means me to go in there like this do you?" I whispered to James
"Sure do - dont keep him waiting either" he warned.
Uncle called again - this time with more menace. Reluctantly, I peeled myself away from James and the wall, and covering my privates with my hands, turned and entered the room. My bum was so sore - but some of my self consciousness from earlier was beginning to return.
As I walked over to Uncle Joe, I could feel all eyes on me - especially my little cousins who was grinning madly.
"I dont know what your hiding there son - but your forgetting that your a naughty well spanked little boy who's got no need for modesty - we've all seen naked little boys before. Take our hands away - an put them back on your head!" demanded my uncle.
"But Uncle- what about Mike - its not fair" I whispered urgently
"No need to worry about Mike " Said uncle loudly for all to here "In fact, if your so inhibited around him - best go over there and make sure he's got a chance to see. I'm sure he's seen a little boy like you before" smirked my Unlce, clearly putting much more motional pressure on me that he had done ven upstairs.
"Uncle....." I whined
"DO IT!" he commanded curtly.
Almost crying again with shame, I put my hands on my head and paced slowly over to Mike to allow him full look of my dick and everything. I was dying with embarrassment, as Mike, grinning, gawped at my tackle. As I stood there, uncle announced why my presence was required.
"Simon, I just bought you in here because its nearly time for your bed, and I need to finish your slippering. As you can imagine, I dont want to leave our guests, so when Mike has finished, go fetch the slipper down, and we'll do it here!"
"But Uncle!" I whined, twisting quickly around "in front of everyone?"
"Why not - I know you have seen Mike get in plenty of times!"
"not naked like this though!!"
"Ah well - maybe you will next time - still its going to happen to you - now go get it, unless you want it doubled - you cant win here Son!"
With that I turned to go. "Not so fast Son" cautioned uncle Joe "has Mike finished - you better check eh?!"
Sullenly I turned back to Mike, placing my hands back on my head. "Can I be excused now?" I muttered.
"Sure Simon!" agreed Mike, smirking. In relief, I left the room to go and fetch the slipper.
As I walked upstairs for the first time I touched my ass, and boy did it hurt. If I thought the pain would have warn off was I wrong! It was still hot too. I thought back to my arrival at the house earlier in the day , a precocious smart 13 year old. Here I was a few hours later, genuinely feeling like a naughty little boy - all pride gone; naked and well spanked for being 'so disrespectful' desperately trying to find the slipper (that would be used to beat my bottom) quickly to please my uncle and avoid further punishment. I caught my reflection in the mirror and my bum was still as red as ever - if anything redder!
I found the skipper quite fast and got myself down the stairs as quick as I could.
"OK Son, what are we doing then?" asked uncle, arching his eyebrows menacingly
"Please uncle, will you finish my slippering from earlier" I sighed.
"Fine!" and with that he pulled me over his lap to the oh so familiar position I was in earlier. "Mike, perhaps you would come over and hold his ankles - he cant keep still you know!" With that Mike bounded over as happy as a puppy, my uncle instructing him how to hold my legs to keep them apart slightly.
"OK Simon - keep quiet now, and it will be over before you know it."
I was desperate to keep quiet this time with the audience, and I was kinda expecting the pain this time, so I braced and waited for the first swot. Jesus, the pain though on my tender ass was perhaps worse that the last one earlier. I guess everything had a chance to relax. I yelled out in pain and surprise. Mike giggled, as my Uncle landed another at the top of my left leg. This made me screech with pain. I wasn't blubbing though!
The final to came quickly and to each cheek, whereupon I was let up. "I hope that teaches you a lesson then. You may be 13, but when you behave like a little boy, I will punish you like the little boy you clearly are. Is that understood young man?"
"Yes sir!" I answered longing to rub my bottom.
"Good!" now thank Mike nicely for helping with your punishment and get back to where you were before I send you both off to bed.
I turned to Mike mumbling "thanks for helping Uncle slipper me" and rejoined James against the wall in the hall, being sure to get as close as I could! Once again, I had a few minutes to contemplate how for the rest of my visit I was as much a well spanked naughty little boy as my little cousin standing so close to me.
In a few minutes, my Uncle called us both in to say goodnight to everyone, which we did, red faced as ever, and we both ran upstairs to bed. As soon as we got inside James' room we rubbed our bottoms furiously to ease the pain. "Come on then - lets feel yours!" giggled James, reminding me of our agreement earlier. I turned to allow him to feel. "No not like that - I want you over my knee like when you were spanked!"
"Awww" I hesitated
"Come on" he encouraged, "No one will know", though darkly adding "Or I can easily tell people what's happened tonight!"
With that, I put myself over another knee for the 3rd time that night - though this time the experience was much more fun!