Well where do I begin, I guess I should start my introducing myself, its the first time Ive submitted anything as well. My names Damion, Im 16 years of age and live in North West London. Im 5'10 tall slim and I guess I consider myself good looking. What Im writing about is not a story it really happened. Ive always been fascinated by spanking but up until two weeks ago had never actually experienced it, the reality is a little diffrent to the fantasy but Im not sorry it happened.
My Parents spend a lot of time away on business, normally they just leave me alone in the house but after an incident a couple of months ago where i threw a bit of a party for some friends who trashed the place a bit my mum and dad flipped, I wasnt punished or anything but I was told in future whenever they went away I would have to go and stay with the next door neighbours. Its cool really Matt who lives next door is my best mate, we known each other all our lives and we the same age and like the same sort of stuff so I dont mind staying there.
So anyway the last time was a couple of weeks ago, my mum and dad were going to be away for a week so I got a few things together and went nextdoor. It was a bit of a laugh, me and matt spent most of our time out in the back garden kicking the football around and watching telly, playing video games and it was nice to have someone to cook my meals for me.
On the third day we had been outside playing football in the garden and after we came in Matts dad called him to one side, I couldnt hear properly what was being said but I kinda figured he was getting a bollocking for something or other. When Matt came up to the bedroom he said that it was just the usual moans about playing with the ball in the back garden instead of going to the park, where we cant do any damage. Matt told me not to take any notice and that his dad was just in a grumpy mood. He said he was always threatening to punish him for it but he never did.
So on the forth day we were back in the garden again playing with the ball, I had forgotten all about the day before. Matt kicked the ball to me and when I returned it it went way of course and straight through the garage window. There was glass everywhere. Matt just kept saying _s_h_i_t_ _s_h_i_t_ _s_h_i_t_ _s_h_i_t_. Matts dad came outside and when he saw what had happened I thought he was going to explode he went really red in the face and shouted at both of us to clean up the mess and then get inside. We did as we were told, matt just kept on swearing and occasionally looking at me I knew he was mad with me as I did it, but he told me to relax and he would take the blame. I asked him what would happen and he told me he would probaly get a spanking. I must admit I was pretty excited about the idea of seeing or just even hearing matt get a spanking as I already told you I have always had a thing about it. But i tried to look really concerned and feeling for him.
When we had finished cleaning up, we went in the house and matt said we better go upstairs to the bedroom, so we started heading that way but on the way matts dad was on the phone to someone and he beckoned us over, and told me there was someone on the phone who wanted to speak to me. When I picked up the phone it was my dad. He sounded really pissed off. He said that matts dad had told him what had occured and that matt was going to be punished with a spanking for his behaviour and he had agreed with matts dad that I should also be spanked as i was part of it and it was only right I received the same punishment. For the first time ever the excitement about spanking kinda disapeared and I must admit I did plead with my dad and say I was sorry and all that _s_h_i_t_ but for once he would not back down and told me to put matts dad back on the phone. I did as I was told and matts dad then ordered both matt and me to go up to the bedroom while he continued talking.
I told matt what my dad and his dad had agreed, I was really scared I knew matt was as well but he had been spanked before I never ever had. Matt tried to calm me down saying things like no point in worring about it, it'll soon be over but it didnt really help then we just kinda fell quite and sat on the bed staring at the wall. I dont know how long we sat there for it seamed like hours. Then I heard matts dad comming up the stairs. The door opened and I was ready to start crying there and then. Matt pulled me up off the bed and told me quietly to stand next to him. Matts Dad stood in front of us, the redness in his face had gone away but I could tell from his expression he was really angry. He said something about us knowing what was going to happen and that he hoped it knocked some sence into us. He told Matt that the window would come out of his allowance and then told me not to worry because it had been agreed my allowance would be stopped as well. then he told us to take off our jeans I really felt ill, my stomach was turning over and over but what could I do, I follwed matts lead and started unbuttoning my jeans and took them off and stood there in my socks tshirt and boxers along with matt. At the same time Matts dad undid and removed his tie and started to roll up his shirt sleaves, he has very large arms and hands I think he used to do gymnastics or something when he was younger and he still looks very fit.
Then he said something about matt being first and beckoned him over, he pulled the wooden chair from the corner of the room and sat down while matt stood beside him, then he ordered matt to take down his boxers and step out of them, if anything could make me feel worse, it was bad enough what was going to happen but when I knew we were getting it on the bare i just wanted the ground to swallow me up.
Matt lowered himself over his dads lap and then his dad held him firmly around the waist and brought his hand down incredibly hard on matts bottom quickly followed by another and another and another, I could see matts face screwing up I guess he was trying to be brave in front of me but as it went on and on and on he started to moan and yelp and soon he was really howling and his legs were kicking about and he was bouncing up and down and I could tell he was in agony but his dad just kept laying into him, smack after smack after smack, then the pleading started but his dad just continued and then came the tears which nearly set me going as well but he just kept on spanking him, soon he was really bawling his eyes out and really pleading but still his dad continued to smack him. His bottom was as red as a tomato but his dad just smacked and smacked and smacked, I guess I kinda hoped he was sapping his strengh a bit. Eventually it came to an end I dont know how many he got just it was a lot a hell of a lot, it lasted a good 10 minutes easily. He pulled Matt up. Matt was terribly upset he was crying so much.
The moment I had been dreading had arrived. I was beckoned over to his dad and told to stand beside him. he said something about he understood how I had never had a spanking before unlike matt who had grown up with them, I figured he was going to be a bit easier on me, then he said that this was an unfortunate way to learn what a spanking is about as it was only fitting and fair that I was punished just as hard as matt. I could feel the tears swelling in my eyes now.
Just as with Matt I was ordered to to take off my boxers which I dont remember doing now but I know I must have done, the next thing I do remember is lowering myself over his lap and resting the palms of my hands on the floor and my toes only just touching the floor. I remember hearing matt sobbing in the background. Then suddenly the first smack landed, it brought stars to my eyes, the next one soon followed but not on the same cheek christ I never imagined someones hand could hurt that much, he really started to lay into me and I was howling very quickly much sooner than Matt, My bottom felt like it was on fire, but he just kept going and i was pleading and begging and saying I was sorry and asking him to stop but on and on it went. I knew I was going to cry I did try not to honest i did but it was just so painful and once it started i wept buckets but he just kept going, the worst was when he gave me several on one cheek before going over to the other and doing the same on that one and occasionally his hand landed on my thighs which made me really scream. Smack after smack after smack after smack. I though it was never going to end. I know my legs were kicking about and I no longer had my palms on the floor I kept reaching back couldnt help it but he just pushed my hand out the way and then smacked me even harder. I think it was probally the first time id ever cried since I was a baby but I was sure making up for it now. I was in agony but the smacking just continued, I was sure he was giving me more than matt, i felt like i was there for hours, and if matt had sapped his strength i definatly couldnt tell. I kept pleading but it did no good he just ignored me and kept it going.
Then it stopped and he pulled me up, there must have been a pool on the carpet from my tears. I couldnt stop crying I never imagined that the real thing could hurt so much. When i turned around matt was still crying I went and stood next to him and we both looked at his dad as ordered, he made some comment about us being under no illusions and if we _f_u_c_k_ed up again then we would get it again. then he picked up his tie and left the room.
We just put our arms around each other (not in a _s_e_x_ual way just comfort way) and we both cried for ages and ages and ages. we stayed in the bedroom for the rest of the night and we both slept on our tummys with the sheets down, not that i did much sleeping, I guess part of it was the pain I was in but also I was now really turned on by what had happened, it was hell shear hell but wow ! afterwards its great. That said it hurt for about three days and my bottom was still black and blue a week later.
When my parents came home my dad made some comment about maybe he should use the same methods but I know in his case its bull_s_h_i_t_ as he isnt the type to do it, although I have been told that my dad has told matts dad that if ever such an occasion arises again he dosnt have to get permision first just go ahead and give me the spanking. even if Matt isnt in trouble just me. Not sure how I feel about that, weired turn on but I dont think Im going to deliberatly step out of line. We will definatly play football in the park from now on though. But if there is a next time I will need to tell someone so you guys will probally be the first to know.
Hope you guys enjoyed this, sorry I know Im a lousy typist, I know its not as good as most of the stuff on here but it is all 100% true its just as it happend so I hope you all enjoyed reading about it and would like to hear your comments
Damion