This story, like my previous one, is completely true.
I was feeling horny yesterday and so decided to go down to my local cruising area to see what I could pick up. It gets busy around 5 o'clock as guys leave work. I was wearing just a t-shirt and a pair of cut-offs, with sandals. It wasn't as warm out as I had thought it was going to be, and my nipples became erect in the breeze, a fact which was clearly visible through my tight cotton T.
I wandered around looking out for decent-looking guys, one of the problems with this area is you get a lot of old guys (60+) who think they're God's gift.
I got a lot of appreciative glances from the guys who were wandering about, but I couldn't see anyone who really took my fancy. I was just thinking of getting into my car and driving home when I spotted a guy sitting on one of the benches. He looked about 35, tall, short dark hair and he was wearing a suit and tie, which is an immediate turn-on for me! I cruised past him a cople of times and felt his eyes following me. Finally, a sae down on the bench next to him. We got talking and he placed his hand on my crotch, feeling my swollen _c_o_c_k_ through the shorts.
He asked what I was into and so I told him that I was into most things, but that I loved to get spanked. He said that he didn't spank guys himself, but had a friend who did, would I mind if he introduced me? I said that I would love it, as long as he watched me getting it.
He got out his mobile phone and dialled,
"Hi, Joey, how are you? Good, look mate, whereabouts are you right now? Well, I've met this guy who needs a spanking, and I know you'd love to oblige. Any chance you can come down to the park and meet him? Good. See ya."
He hung up,
"He's on his way."
We sat talking for about another fifteen to twenty minutes until another guy in suit and tie came up. He was about 5-6 years younger than the first guy, with longer hair and an earring. The two guys greeted each other and I was introduced to Joey.
"You need spanking?" he asked,
"Yes, sir, I do," I replied. He told me to follow him, which I did.
He lead me to an area of the park which was renowned forthe action which went on in it. It was far from the public areas and well-wooded. Here you could _f_u_c_k_ in broad daylight and not have any bother. Joey lead me and his friend to a clearing quite a way into the wood.
"Strip," he said. I obeyed immediately - it didn't take long. Soon I was naked, my hard _c_o_c_k_ bobbing in front of me.
"Give your clothes to Dave," I did so, and he put them in his briefcase. Now I was completely naked and vulnerable, with my clothes in another guy's posession.
Joey sat down on a treestump and indicated I shoud get over his lap. He wasted no time in laying into my butt. His hand was hard and strong and my butt began to warm-up very quickly. I was conscious of movement about me and, in a brief respite from the assault on my bare arse, I was able to look up. Quite a crowd (perhaps 10 guys) had gathered to watch my punishment.
Joey carried on spanking me, methodically covering my bare cheeks with his hand. His slow, deliberate rhythm meant that my butt had no chance to relax, nor was there any time for recovery between strokes. he carried on for what seemed like ages, at some stage a flung back my arm to try to protect myself, but he grbbed it and held it in a vicelike grip, whilst continuing my spanking with his other hand.
"My hand needs a rest," Joey said, "Get up." I did as I was told and saw that the group of guys was still hanging around, watching. Some had their _c_o_c_k_s out and were stroking them as they watched. Joey told me to bend with my hands on a treetrunk. I did so, and then heard the unmistakeable sound of a belt being taken out of its loops. It was only a matter of seconds before I felt its sting on my bare, red bum. I gasped, but the belting continued. I lost count at forty strokes, but it carried on for a fair while, until I was very close to tears. It stopped and I was left against the tree for a few moments, until Joey grabbed me roughly and pulled me back over his knee.
This time there was no slow, methodical spanking, the swats were hard, fast and unpredictable. I was kicking my legs, begging him to stop and, eventually, crying. Finally, when I was sobbing, he stopped.
"Get up," he said, "Now guys," he spoke to the group of guys around, most of whom had their _c_o_c_k_s out and hard by now, "When you cum, collect it in your hand and then I want you all to rub it into this boy's arse. OK?"
There were nods of agreement and some grunts. I was ordered back against the tree. I wasn't long before I felt the first load being rubbed into my tortured cheeks. My _c_o_c_k_ was still hard, despite my pain, and the massaging of cum into my buttocks was making me leak precum. I counted twelve loads getting rubbed into me and then Joey told me to jack myself off and collect the cum in my hand. It took very little time for me to cum, and I came a lot. Joey and dave (the rest of the guys had melted away) came over and Dave gave me my shorts.
"Rub your cum well into the crotch of your shorts," Joey instructed. I protested but obeyed when Dave made to put my clothes back in his case. My arse was covered in cum and now my shorts crotch was well covered to.
I was allowed to dress and then sent off, with Joey and Dave following behind. As the cum dried on my arse it made my beaten cheeks itch and glow. I certainly sat gingerly in the car to drive home!