Sailing

by Randy D. <Randy_D@gmx.net>

I've spent some holidays in a summer school where you can learn surfing and sailing. I want to tell you about an incident that occured one summer.

I must've been 12 years old by then; and I practiced sailing. There was some very nice guy who learned surfing that summer - he was about 5 years older than me, and I really liked him. We had a lot of fun together, and he was always very patient with me although I liked to be quite bold and sometimes crossed the border where you can say that my behaviour wasn't very good. But I just liked to make some jokes on his expense, play tricks on him, fool him, and I couldn't really find out where he thought it was funny and where I started to get on his nerves.

One day, I was being bold again and he started to kinda wrestle with me, he put my head under his arm and gave me some slaps on my bottom. I experienced some weird feeling while receiving those slaps. On the one hand, I was wondering why he dared to do that to me, on the other hand, I knew that with my behaviour I had pretty much asked him for that.

I realized that I was disappointed that he had stopped already after very few slaps - but there were too many people watching at the beach. For sure they didn't mind seeing us wrestle a bit with him slapping my ass lightly, but things would've been different if he had really started to spank me.

Anyway, this showed me that he wanted to spank me, the incident made me notice that I wanted to be spanked by him, and so I decided to take the next step.

The next day, I asked him if he would like to go sailing with me on a catamaran. I don't know if he could already guess what I was up to, but he said that it was a great idea and half an hour later we were in the middle of the bay. I already had that feeling that those swats the day before had changed something between us, as I felt closer to him and he suddenly started calling me his "little brother".

After having sailed a bit, I turned the catamaran directly into the wind so it just stood in the middle of the bay without moving.

- "Why are you stopping here?" he wondered.

- "I wanted to talk with you about the incident yesterday."

- "And why here?"

- "Just to make sure nobody disturbs us."

- "Well, there are indeed always many people at the beach - however yesterday that was your luck. Otherwise, you would have quite a sore butt right now."

- "I'm not surprised that you say that. See, I really like you and we have a lot of fun together, but I still haven't found out when I'm going too far. I suppose with that little spanking you wanted to show me that I had gone too far."

- "I'm glad that you've got the message."

- "Yeah, I've got it. And I especially brought you here where nobody's watching, so If you want to finish what you've started yesterday, then just go ahead."

- "Now I'm really proud of you, my little brother. So, you do agree that you deserve a sound spanking?"

- "Yes, sir." With that, I placed myself across his lap. He pulled down my shorts and started spanking my butt.