I have always been turned on by the thought of boys being soundly spanked by an adult. During my older teen years I had the opportunity to witness several spankings of boys at the hands of their parents, two of them were bare-bottom. I never had any younger brothers, or nephews, or cousins that I could experiment giving a spanking to, but the thought of giving one was always on my mind.
I met Nicky at the YMCA one day. He was thirteen, and he looked flawless. He had straight, long, blond hair, with bangs that fell over his blue eyes, and he had a really good build for his age. That night at home I couldn't get him off my mind and what it would be like to spank that perfect butt of his.
I was twenty-two and Nicky really began to look up to me a lot. I saw him everyday at the Y, and we would shoot baskets or go outside and talk. His mom had a life of her own, one that didn't seem to involve him, so she didn't care what he did or where he went, as long as she wasn't being bothered by him.
Nicky began to go to my house with me everyday after we left the Y, and we would sit around and talk or rough house with each other. It was obvious that he needed the attention, and I was willing to give him any attention he needed. If only he knew how much I enjoyed having him around.
On Friday evening Nicky asked if he could spend the night. "My mom has this new boyfriend that always comes over and I don't like him," he told me.
I just wanted to make sure his mom wouldn't mind or worry about him, so I had him call. Sure enough she couldn't have cared less. I thought it a bit strange that she would allow him to stay the night with a total stranger that she didn't even know, but I wasn't going to make a big deal of it. Nicky was going to spend the night, and I couldn't have wanted anything more.
Everyday Nicky had told me that he wish he had a bike so he didn't always have to walk to the Y. He even showed me the one he wanted. I decided that if he gave me what I wanted that night, that I would give him what he wanted. After the two of us ate I brought up the subject of the bike. I thought up a plan of how I could get him to allow me to spank him, and even though I had to lie a little I knew it could't fail.
"I'm getting ready to write a research paper for one of my classes at school," I told him. "If you're willing to help me then I'll buy you that bike you wanted."
His eyes immediately lit up. "You'll buy me that bike if I help you?" he asked. "What do you want me to do?"
I hesitated a moment, trying to think of exactly what to say. "Well, I'm doing my research paper on spanking and what kinds of spankings are the best for parents to give their kids when they're bad. But to do this I need to have a kid who I can give a few spankings to, and then I could write my paper on whatever I discover. I don't know any other kids besides you, so you're my only hope."
I tried to sound believable and desperate, but I really couldn't tell at how effective I was.
"You mean that's all I gotta do?" he asked. "If I let you give me a few spankings then you'll get me that bike?"
"Yeah, that's right," I replied.
"Cool!" he said. "I'll do it!"
"Well, before you agree I think I need to tell you some things," I said. "The spankings will have to be real, just like if I was really punishing you for something really bad."
"That's okay," he answered. "I'll do anything for that bike."
"Okay, but what I'm saying is these spankings are going to be real and they're really going to hurt, so I want to make sure you understand that."
"Yeah, I know," he said.
"Oh, and one more thing, I'll have to pull down your pants and underwear for these spankings and spank your bare bottom," I told him, crossing my fingers, hoping this wouldn't change his mind.
He sat there quietly for a moment, and I was getting pretty nervous. "So if I do this, you promise you'll get me that bike?" he asked.
"Yes, I promise Nicky," I assured him. "First thing tommorrow."
He hesitated again. "Okay, I'll do it," he said.
I felt so relieved that agreed to do this, and I took a deep breath. "Let's go into the bedroom," I told him as I stood up. He also stood up, and without any hesitation he followed me into the bedroom.
I sat down on a cushioned bench in my room. Nicky stood there, and I slowly turned him around as I looked him over. I stared at his rear through his jeans. It looked real good, very spankable, and I couldn't wait to get it uncovered.
"Okay Nicky, first I'm going to give you the usual over-the-knee spanking with my hand," I told him. "I'm going to pull your pants down now, okay?"
He nodded. I unbuttoned his jeans and then lowered the zipper. After pulling them open I gently took the sides and pulled them to his knees. I then took the waistband of his white, cotton briefs and slowly slid them down, revealing both his front and back. He did blush a little as he became exposed, but said nothing. He had obviously just started puberty. Ony a few hairs were present above his small, yet developing penis. Inside my own pants my penis was throbbing, about to erupt from excitement.
I gently guided him across my knees where he lied, completely stretched out. He continued to say not a word. I looked down at his creamy-white buttocks and rested my hand on his silky skin. I rubbed him for a few moments, rubbing every inch of both buns and inbetween them. He did tense up a little as I prodded his hole with a finger. I then raised my hand and gave him a hard smack across the middle of his buttocks. He looked a little surprised and jerked a bit, but did not make a sound. I began to spank steadily, across the middle and center of his buttocks, top to bottom, and then alternating cheeks. He took the first few without any sound at all, but after six his eyes were filled with tears and after a few more hard swats his whimpering finally turned into cries. His legs began to kick a little as I smacked his bare skin repeatedly. He began to cry louder and louder, and he was rubbing up against my crotch. I was so excited and could not contain myself any longer. I began to cum right there with him squirming on my lap, and I began a long series of rapid-fire spanks. He was really crying now, and both cheeks were getting quite red. I was having a great time, having him over my lap with his pants down, my hand spanking his perfect bottom.
I finally decided he had enough after about one hundred smacks of my hand. His bottom was very red, and I'm sure very sore. Lifting him off my knees he stood there sobbing while rubbing the intense heat from his buttocks. His young _c_o_c_k_ was now fully-erect. I just sat there trying to collect myself, thinking about what I had just done. I had just spanked the hottest boy I'd ever seen, and it was by far greater than any fantasy I could have had. I was now looking forward to the rest of the evening, thankful it wasn't over yet.
To be continued: