SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
"OOOOH!" I arched back as high as I could go!
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!!
Gavin was bringing the hairbrush down on my butt with renewed vigor.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!!
"OOOOH! PLEEEASE! I—I-I-THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING....OOOOH!''
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!
"You thought I was going to let you off, huh, Matty?" he said, really giving it to me.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
"OOOOH! OOOOOH! OOOOOH!!!!"
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!
"Well, you thought wrong!"
SWAT!
"You see, dude," he said, explaining his change of heart.
SWAT!!
"I remember what you said about me needing to take control."
SWAT!!
"And I needed to stop asking you for help, and just do it myself."
SWAT! SWAT!
"Remember?"
SWAT!!
"OOOOOH!!!! I blubbered into the water.
SWAT!
"I'll take that as a yes," he laughed.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
"NOOOOO!!!! OOOOOOOH!!!"
SWAT! SWAT!!
"Then I remembered all of that talk about showing no mercy," he said.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!
"And I especially remember how it was over your Dad's knees when he showed me no mercy!"
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!
"So, that's what I'm going to have to do from now on, Matt," he said, giving me five more really hard, stinging spanks with Dad's brush.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!!! SWAT! SWAT!!!!
I had stopped the thrashing and just lay there, crying and crying. The sensation of being spanked face down in a bathtub was horrible enough, but to be paddled by a wooden hairbrush, while floating took me to a pain I had never even believed could exist.
I didn't even want to look at him. I was so pissed. I thought he was going to be cool and let me go after giving me what seemed like a hundred, hard hand spanks.
I lifted my head out of the water, and turned it away from Gavin. I was so furious, I couldn't even think about everything that had just happened. I was sure he changed his mind because Lee had called me. He heard Lee's name and saw red – so to speak. For some reason he hated it that I had other friends.
"Matt?" Gavin said after a moment of letting me cry.
I didn't answer him.
"Matt, you ok?"
I still didn't answer him.
"Fine, you can be mad if you want to, but you know that you needed that," he said, sternly.
"THE _f_u_c_k_ THAT I DID!" I said, turning my head around to face him, snot sailing out of my nose. "You just did that to be MEAN!"
"I-I....no, I didn't," he said, his eyes watering.
"Yes you did, admit it!" I was so angry I was ready to kick his ass. "You are an asshole and I hate you, Gavin!"
It didn't have the effect I had wanted.
"Matt," Gavin said precisely. "I am giving you to the count of three to take that back."
I just looked at him blankly. I couldn't imagine that he could do anything worse than paddling me with a hairbrush while I was in bath water.
"One....!"
I just looked at him, tears coming down both my cheeks. I wasn't going to let a little 10 year old get the best of me!
"Two....!"
He didn't even have any hair around his penis. There was no way that I was going to get abused by a child with no hair around his penis!!
"THREE!" he growled, as I flicked him off.
"_f_u_c_k_ you, BALDY!" I yelled, making an attempt to get up.
He freaked. He practically jumped to the side of the tub, and pushed me down by the back of my neck, as he started beating and beating my ass again with his bare hand.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"You will show me some RESPECT, MATT!" he yelled.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"HOOOO! HOOOOO! HOOOOO! OOOOOOOH!" I was trying to wiggle upwards, but I was so slippery, I couldn't get around either of his very, very busy hands!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"I am doing this because YOU TOLD ME TO!" His palm was really active, swinging down with a lot of force.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"And your Dad told me to!" He was spanking me harder and faster than he had ever done before.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!!
"From now on YOU WILL NOT BE A CREEP ABOUT THIS, UNDERSTAND?"
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!
"NOOOOO! OOOOOH! OOOOOOOH!" I continued to struggle, and buck up.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I didn't want to face the fact that I was loosing this battle. It especially didn't help that the fight was almost all out of me.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"OOOOOONNNNNNOONNONO!" Still I tried. I had decided then and there that my soaked ass had had more than enough!!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"OOOOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! HOOOOOOOOO!!" I reached around and tried to grab him by something, but since he was also naked there was really nothing I could grab....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!!
Except his pecker....!
SLAP!
"AHHH! Let go, you fag!" he said, as he pinched my wrist making me release it....!
SLAP!
I was right.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!!
It was a good, solid fist-full.
SLAP! SLAP!!
I struggled again to get out of the tub, but he had other plans for me.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"Ok, you are really pissing me off now," he said, climbing over the edge and sitting right on top of me, on my shoulders, with his smooth balls resting at the dead center of my back, and the crack of his butt on my neck.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!
"OOOOH! OOOOOOOH!!!" I started to sob more deeply now.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!!
I was helpless....
SLAP! SLAP!!
....unable to move....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
His weight pushed my head almost all the way under the water
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
"OOOOH!!! NOOOOOO!!" was all I could say.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
He could have spanked me forever, pinning me face down in the tub like that.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I eventually lost the ability to even cry in a normal manner.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I was having a flood of images and feelings....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
....from pain to pleasure....
SLAP! SLAP!!
....to agony to rapture....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The combination of his naked flesh sitting on me....
SLAP! SLAP
....and my _c_o_c_k_....
SLAP! SLAP
OOOOOH!!!"
SLAP! SLAP!!
....on the tub floor....
SLAP! SLAP!!!
....and his hand....
SLAP! SLAP
"OOOOH!"
SLAP! SLAP!
....on my ass....
SLAP! SLAP
....and his _c_o_c_k_.....
SLAP! SLAP
"OOOH! OOOOH!!"
SLAP! SLAP!
....on my back....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
I was only 14 at the time, but it was as close to a religious experience as I had ever had.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Soon I found my entire body bucking wildly....
SLAP! SLAP!!
I felt like a bronco going out of control, as my torso uncontrollably tried to get this naked cowpoke off me....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!!
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" I said in blessed release, as it felt like my loins had just sneezed.
SLAP! SLAP!
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!"
SLAP! SLAP!
Gavin may not had been sure about what had just happened....
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
But I knew that I had just had my first "wet" orgasm (in more ways than one!)
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!!
Gavin finished spanking me. I couldn't see him, but I could feel his pecker being pressed down on my back. He was pressing it down, rubbing it back and forth. He was also panting as hard as I was.
I was still crying too hard to say anything. I didn't even want to move. I actually enjoyed the feeling of 10 year old, bare buttock sitting on my shoulder blades – of the hairless, wet nuts sliding back and forth on the small of my back – and of course, that dick he was using as a backscratcher.
Suddenly, he stopped.
In an embarrassed panic, he bolted up, and got out of the tub.
"I-I-I need to check our clothes," he said, himself sniveling.
"Gavin...." I managed to whisper.
"What?" he said, hurriedly, as he slipped into my oversized hockey jersey, his eyes so red and puffy you would have thought he had been the naughty boy spanked.
"Thank-thank you," I said, turning my head away from him again, as I broke down crying and crying. He came over to me and rubbed the back of my head
(NO! Not with his penis, you perverts, but with the palm of his hand! This is a tender _f_u_c_k_ing moment and you have to go and ruin it by thinking that!? SHEESH!)
"I'm sorry, Matt," he whispered very softly. That only made me cry harder and harder. I couldn't say anything else to him. So much had just happened, the spanking and my red, throbbing butt was the least of my thoughts.
"I need to go check the clothes," he said, getting up and leaving. I just stayed there and cried. I was so confused. Maybe not as much as Gavin, but still....this whole thing had really bothered me.
A few minutes passed, and I was still in the tub crying. I could hear Gavin yell up from downstairs that he had his clothes and he was going on home – his folks were there. I started crying louder after he left. I was hurt that he hadn't even come back upstairs to see me. He just darted to the basement, put his clothes on, and left.
Eventually I settled down, and I got up off my stomach. My entire body hurt. My legs, neck, back and (naturally) butt. It wasn't easy to get out of the tub, but I did. I reached for Gavin's towel, and started to wipe myself off.
"Eeeeewwww," I said, looking at the sticky stuff that was all over my stomach and balls and prick. It was so gross. It looked like I had been bleeding some gross, clear thing, like in some science fiction movie.
I looked into the tub, and where I was laying looked like a bowl of egg-drop soup.
"That is so disgusting," I said to myself, as I let the water drain. I then cleaned up as best as I could and went into my bedroom. I knew Dad would be home soon. If he came in the front door, he would see the Monopoly game we left out in the den, then he would go into the kitchen and see some of the mud. He would call for me, then would notice the mud I was unable to clean up on his rug in the living room and dining room. He would then holler for me, as he would stomp up the steps to come and see what the hell happened. Hopefully my ass would be beaten enough for his satisfaction.
I got to my room and lay down on my bed. I picked up my undershorts and thought about putting them on, but then thought that it would be better if I just stayed naked, so Dad could see my smoldering bottom right when he walked in. I even left my door wide open.
As I looked at the underwear, I wondered if Dad would let me call Lee back later that night. I wondered if Gavin really told him that I was being spanked, and if he revealed that HE was the one spanking me. Oh god! I hope not! That's the last thing I needed!!
I really didn't want one of the few friends I actually had my own age knowing that I was spanked by a 10 year old....especially a 10 year old that I was suppose to babysat. And Lee is the worst with those kinds of secrets.
Mmmmm....I could feel myself drifting off to sleep.
Where was I? Oh yeah....Lee....pretty much, if he knows something, everyone will know, which (in a funny way) is why I couldn't wait to see him. I was sure he would have some excellent stories from camp. Dad didn't care for Lee, which is funny, considering how much _s_h_i_t_ he gives me for hanging out with Gavin, and thinks I should be with friends my own age. Dad says he is sure that Lee is just full of bull_s_h_i_t_ and that most of those stories were made....
"HEY!" I said out loud, interrupting my own thought. "Wait a second," I closely began to look at the underpants I was holding. "These aren't mine?" I held them up, and sure enough, they were about three sizes too small.
At least.
They had to be Gavin's tiny whities. "Did he get mine?" I said aloud, looking around further on my bed, until I found them too.
I shook my head – Gavin was in such a rush to get out of there he left without his underpants. I put both pairs aside, thinking that I would just give them to him tomorrow. "I hope he didn't take home my hockey jersey," I mumbled, as I settled back on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
I didn't even get up when Dad came home.
The next thing I remembered was waking up at about three in the morning, my shivering, naked body covered up with the comforter my aunt had made. The lights were out, and my door was closed. He must have come home, saw what he needed to see, and let me sleep it off.
I crawled under the rest of my blankets and fell right back to sleep again, as a smile somehow found it's way to my face.