I returned to college at the comparatively old age of 33; the old man among the students.
Professor Kent who taught upper division English history was a strong, atheletic man of 50. An ex-Marine, he tolerated no foolishness. This I learned the hard way-on the bare butt.
I had made a few sarcastic remarks about the Marines during one of his classes. I thought I was pretty clever and funny until he told me and several other guys who had laughed to meet him in his office after class.
The look on his face as we entered was firm and determined. I stood in front of his desk waiting to be asked to sit but the invitation never came. "Anyone in my class, especially a man of your age is expect to show the proper respect to the professor and to fellow students. This is serious business, not an Animal House movie. Since you insist on acting like a schoolboy, I will treat you like one and at the same time your punishment will provide an education to you and the others here to witness it on the old British system of punishment in fine schools such as Eton."
He stood up, removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. I couls see his muscular forearms as he removed what I instantly recognized as a cane from a cabinet. I felt my buttcheeks tighten as I understood what was to come.
"Mr. Huff, you will remove all clothing from your lower body and bend over my desk". My pucker factor increased to the max as I I removed my sandals and short pants leaving only my shirt and white breifs on. I thought I would get away without stripping completely because I did not want the cane on my bare butt nor did I want to expose it nor my rapidly hardening _c_o_c_k_ to Dr. Kent or the other students.
He said nothing as I leaned over the desk. Then, "Mr. Huff, since you cannot follow instructions this will be much more severe than usual. Spread your feet apart and flatten your back. I want your buttocks slightly raised". I knew I had acheived a small victory as I still had my shorts on. He raised my shirt tail out of the way. For a few seconds as he stepped behind me there was silence. Suddenly, "THWUT!" followed by a "CRACK" as the cane hit my cloth covered cheeks. I stung but was endurable I thought, though it seemed he was holding back. THWUT! THWUT!, 4 more times it landed. It stung, b ut I was quite pleased with myself and my idea to leave my underwear on.
"Well Mr. Huff, I"m warmed up now and ready to begin. Remove all clothing including you shorts and reassume the proper position to receive 20 more strokes. This time they will be full strength on you bare buttocks".
Though my butt was red, my face was redder as I removed my shirt and reluctantly removed my shorts. Dr. Kent looked at my erection and as the other guys snickered said,"You think this is fun? We'll see what you think in a minute or two. You'll now get 25 strokes".
I bent over the desk Dr. Kent adjusted my position, placing a few cushions under my stomach to raise my butt higher. I was standing on my bare tiptoes, completely nude with my butt in the air. The position of my feet, toes slightly turned in, allowed my cheeks to be slightly spead exposing my anus and balls to everyones view. This, plus the stiff erection added to my deep embarrassment.
Dr. Kent again moved behind. THWUT! again he swung the cane. This time followed by a much sharper and louder CRACK against bare butt skin. The impact and pain lifted me to the top of my toes and tensed every muscle in my body. A few seconds later THWUT! CRACK! Again pain shot from my ass though my body. I gasped and let out a moan of pain. This was no longer fun!
My buttcheeks were clinched tight. I could not relax for the next stroke. He repositioned my feet, spreading them shoulder width apart. He rubbed the cane up and down my quivering butt until I began to relax and "THWUT! again, "THWUT! THWUT! THWUT! in rapid succession. My butt was searing! With each impact I let out a cry of pain! The pain and humiliation were so great I began to actually cry! After every 2 or 3 stroked, Dr. Kent repositioned me. THWUT! CRACK! I raised my feet and kicked in pain! I felt my buttcheeks contract with each blow and then expand while awaiting the next, exposing mybunghole to the world it seemed. I lost count of the strokes.
"Ten m more to go Mr. Huff." I couldn't believe it! "You will have a one minute rest to prepare yourself".
I slowly straigtened up, rubbing my burning ass. I could see in the full length mirror on the wall that there were deep red welts across my butt which was still quivering. I was was shocked to see the tears on my face and more shocked to see that my _c_o_c_k_ was still fully erect! The other guys faces showed a mixture of amusement and fear.
"Back in position Mr. Huff." I bent over the desk, buttocks high and on my tiptoes. THWUT! Another searing impact. THWUT! CRACK! THWUT! CRACK! My butt was once again dancing under the blows, my moans, gasps and cries becoming louder. I was bawling like a kid. I no longer cared that I was fully nude, my anus, testicles and erect penis exposed in front of other men. I no longer cared that I was bawling like a baby! I could only feel myasscheeks clinching, quivering, expandind and contracting under the sharp burning blows.
Finally it was over. "Remain in position" Dr. Kent said as he dismissed the other students. I soon felt his habd massaging my bottom. He then reached between my legs and began to stroke my _c_o_c_k_. "I'll relieve your tension and the get dressed and get out!" While I was still bent over , on tiptoe and butt in the air, he masturbated me from behind. Soon I felt my balls, _c_o_c_k_ and anus tighten as I began an orgasm. My burning hot butt muscles tightened, I raised higher on bare feet and shot an enormous load on his hands and the floor.
This was the beginning of my English history education. Thought the next semester the were many more as I watched other bare male butts dance under Dr. Kent's cane. Soon I"d be allowed to redden young buttocks under his supervision--but that's another story.