PART TWO OF THE FIVE PART BIRTHDAY SAGA!!
Vince and Lee showed up just moments before my father.
I was allowed to open my presents before we went off to dinner and the movie: Dad got me a wallet and a phone for my room. Lee got me the KORN CD. Gavin found an autographed Jagr hockey puck off of e-Bay. And Vince got me one of the Harry Potter books in hardback, where he wrote the following on the inside flap:
"'Cause even if we can't be together / We'll be friends, now and forever / And I swear that I'll be there, come what may. / When the night is dark and stormy / You won't have to reach out for me / I will come to you. "
I about cried, that was so sweet. So young, and yet so deep.
After that we went out to Outback Steak house for an excellent dinner. Everyone appeared to have a good time; Dad seemed relaxed, even though it had been weeks since he last spanked a boy's butt; Lee seem comfortable with the little kids around - in fact, he and Vince really seemed to hit it off; Gavin had left his moody self behind, and was being rather charming and funny; and Vincent - well - Vince is always relaxed. Hell, any child that spends most of his Sunday naked and red bottomed, well, he must be pretty comfortable in most situations. I would think.
After dinner it was on to the movie, BLUE STREAK (not the best one around, but what can you do? I didn't want to see a three hour Kevin Costner baseball movie, and Dad didn't want to take us little kids to see AMERICAN BEAUTY), where Gavin got a little bratty because he didn't get to sit next to me, and he sulked most of the film. After that little drama, it was on home, where we had cake, ice cream and a couple rounds of flash light tag in the back yard. Gav even brought his cool digital camera and got some fun pics.
Originally I was going to have the sleep over in the basement, but the combination of the mildew flooded smell and the painting Dad had started to do, left it smelling kind of rank. We decided to just stay upstairs. Dad was cool with that for the most part, and he stayed in the living room and watched roller derby on TNN - something he usually did before he went to bed Friday nights.
All of us took turns showering after tag in the backyard (our "practice" for Saturday's paint ball!). Lee suggested we "double up" in the showers for more fun ("I call Vincent!" he said, laughing, tickling the little boy), but we all nixed that idea. I don't think he was really serious, but with Lee you never know!
It was a little before eleven, and we were all in my room laying on my bed in our underpants. It had been decided that Lee and I would share my bed, and Vince and Gavin would share the bed in the guest room. There just wasn't room for all of us to be in one room.
"You don't still wet the bed, do you, Matt?" Lee teased.
"Ha! Ha!" I snarled. "That only happened once, and only because you and your friend, Tiger, put my hand in hot water!"
Everyone laughed, and Vince told us a story on how his brother made him wet the bed, but he didn't even do the hand in hot water bit - he just poured warm water right on his crotch!
"It was so embarrassing," he said.
"That sounds like Ike," Lee said. "Doesn't like to waste time."
We thought about playing games, or watching television, but that all seemed kind of dull.
"Too bad you don't have the internet," Gavin said.
"Yeah," Lee said. "I've know of some killer sites."
"I bet you do!" I said.
Then Lee suggested that we read his e-mails from his buddy, Tom, that he had given me earlier in the day, but that actually reminded me of something else along the same lines.
"No! Wait! I have an idea!" I said, jumping off of the bed. "That actually reminds me of something else along the same lines!"
Against my better judgment I thought it would be an excellent time to expose both young Masters Vince and Gavin to the wonders of pornography. Age wise, they might have been too young, but body wise I was sure this was a perfect opportunity for both of them. Like I said, this was really against my better judgment, but being there with them, all of us in our underpants, I was kind of hoping to see some preteen boners spring to life!
This was my birthday after all!
"What are you looking for? Gavin asked.
"Gimme a second," I said, tearing the place up. "It's going to be quite the pleasant surprise!" I assured them.
"Probably some lame baseball cards," Gav sighed.
"Hey, you still have the cards you swiped from me from 4th grade?" Lee asked.
"I didn't swipe them," I corrected him. "You lost them in a bet."
"A bet that you cheated on," Lee said, as he proceeded to tell Gavin and Vince his version of the time I had swindled him out of some sweet Nolan Ryan baseball cards. I liked this story because it was the only time I ever really got the upper hand on Lee, but this time I wasn't paying attention to it - I was too busy looking for those magazines.
"Where are they?" I said, looking everywhere.
"Where's what?" Lee inquired.
"The magazines...the porno magazines!"
"The ones I gave you?" Lee asked. "That's what you are looking for?"
"Yeah," I said, looking under the bed. Since I didn't' have the internet, I figured we could look at pornography the way the ancient settlers use to - sticky, glossy magazine format.
"Why are you looking for them?" Lee whispered - the bedroom door was still open.
"I thought we could look at them."
"Even with the kids here?"
"Yeah, I thought they would enjoy learning about the human body."
"They are just little kids," Lee said.
"Like you care!" I laughed. "Don't give me that crap. They can handle it."
"Excuse me," Vince said. "Gavin and I are still in the room."
"You can't find them?" Lee said, ignoring Vincent.
"This makes no sense," I said, standing up and kicking my backpack across the room. "I keep them in the same place."
"What if your Dad found them!" Lee gasped.
I shook my head. "I would have heard about it by now," I said, looking at Gavin. "Believe me...never mind."
"Ahhh, Matt," Gavin said, looking up slyly. "I know where the magazines are."
"You do?" I asked, perplexed. "Where?"
Gavin looked around sheepishly then confessed, "I borrowed them."
"You borrowed them?" I yelled.
"Yeah."
"Even though you knew I didn't even want you to look at them?"
"Yeah."
"Dude! That is so uncool! You are too young to be looking at that stuff."
"Wait a second! You were going to let me and Vincent see them anyway tonight," he pointed out. "Just a moment ago you just said so!!"
"Well, that was different."
"How?"
"It just was," I said, shaking my head. "That is just so uncool, Gavin."
"What's the big deal? So I borrowed your dirty magazines?"
"You didn't tell me you 'borrowed them'. That's the big deal." I was furious. "What if your parents found them in your room? What would they say?"
"Well, they haven't yet, dude."
"But they might have! _d_a_m_n_! They still might find them tonight!"
"Just chill. They're not looking in my room."
"I can' t believe you would put me in such danger! You KNOW they will figure out where you got them from?!"
"I said that I forgot," he said.
"Why couldn't you have just asked me, Gav?"
"You were...ahhhhh...kind of distracted that day."
"What day? When was it?" I demanded.
"A couple of Fridays ago," he said. "Remember when you got in trouble for leaving your books home for the weekend, so you couldn't do any homework?"
Ooooooh! The little _s_h_i_t_!
That was the last time he had spanked me, the day Dad had come in to tell me that I was going to start babysitting Vince!
OOOH!
He knew I couldn't get mad in front of these other guys, because other _s_h_i_t_ might come out.
"Oh, yeah," I mumbled. "You still had no right to borrow it without asking me first."
"Oh well," Gavin said, smirking. "_s_h_i_t_ happens, you know, what can I say?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Don't do it again, ok. Just return them tomorrow."
"Ok."
"Are you going to let him get away with this?" Lee yelled.
"I don't have any choice, Lee," I said, not really wanting to elaborate.
"The hell you don't!" Lee said.. "If this had happened at camp, Gavin would be getting the ass-whupping of his life, right Vince?"
Vincent laughed. "S. O.P!" he said. "Standard Operating Procedure!"
"Well, this isn't your camp," I reminded both of them.
"Matt, dude," Lee said, shaking his head. "That's stealing, plain and simple. You can't let him get away with that. It's not good for him, and it's not good for you. You let him do this to you once and he will always be walking all over you!"
OOOH! If only he knew...!
"Just drop it, Lee," I said. "I'm not going to spank Gavin for borrowing my porno magazines."
"For stealing your porno magazines," he said. "Dude, you owe it to Gavin to do right by him. He'll thank you later. Right Vince?"
"Uhhhhh..."
"Would you stay out of it?" Gavin said to Lee. "Nobody asked you, ass wipe!"
OOOH! That pissed Lee off.
"Listen you little creep," Lee said. "Today it might be a magazine from a friend, but tomorrow..." he stopped and looked at me. "It might be some FELONY like a CD, book or EVEN a video game!"
"Leave him alone, Lee," I told him - I couldn't stand this, both of them playing head games with me. "I already told you, I am not going to spank Gavin, and that's that."
"Dang it, Matt!" Lee snapped - he was livid, I had never seen him so mad. "You are such a pussy! Give me one good reason why you can't just take this brat and spank him!"
"Lee, you don't understand," I tried to explain. "Even if I wanted to, his parents don't allow him to be spanked. Ever!"
"That is such a load of bull crap!" he said, pointing at Gavin again. "This kid has been asking for it all night. Since we got off the bus after school. Hell, even Vincent said so on the way home after we split up with you two."
Gavin and I both looked at Vince who kind of shrugged.
"Uuuuhhh..." Vince said, clearing his throat. "All I said was that my grandmother would paddle me good if I acted like Gavin did," he said. "That's all. I didn't say that you should spank Gavin."
I looked at Gavin, who was looking more and more concerned.
'No, I am," Lee said. "Come on, Matt, I know you have it in you. Hell, Vince tells me that you gave it to him good the last couple of weeks, I find it impossible to believe you would let this little bastard get away with this."
"I'm respecting his folks wishes, just as I am respecting Vincent's grandparent's wishes," I explained. Poor Gavin really had the deer in the head lights look on his face.
"Well, bullocks to that," Lee said, grabbing Gavin by the wrist. "I didn't promise anyone ANYTHING."
"NOOOO!" Gavin screamed, as he was hastily pulled over Lee's lap.
SPANK!
"Be quiet, you little jerk!"
SPANK! SPANK!
"It shouldn't take much to break you down, you tender little boy."
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!
"LEE!" I shouted. "STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Lee ignored me, as his hand quickly came down hard and fast on Gavin's underpants covered butt.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! NOOOOOOOO!!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I could not believe what I was seeing!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OH! OH GOD!! STOP!!!!!!!!" Gavin squawked.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Lee, really..." I began saying, before a smile broke out on my face.
SPANK! SPANK!
This was kind of cool, actually...
SPANK! SPANK!
"What?" Lee said, stopping.
"Um...I was going to say...um...that you should really do it on his bare butt," I said, laughing.
"N-N-NOOOOO!" Gavin screamed out, as Vincent ran over and shut the door to the bedroom.
"Now you're talking, my friend," Lee said, as he seemingly made Gavin's tightie whities disappear with a flick of the wrist.
"OH! PLEASE! PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!" Gavin cried out again, as the hand resumed it's assault, this time on quivering, naked flesh.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOOOUCH! OH! NO! NO! NO! IT HURRRRTTSSSS!!!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Much better!" Lee laughed. "Much, much better!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I sat down across from them and just smiled.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I knew I should be stopping this, but I really didn't want to.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
This was the best birthday present I ever had!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"YEEEEOOOH! OOOOH!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
It didn't look like Gavin would have agreed.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Goose bumps had formed on his skin...
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!! SPANK!!!
Goose bumps that quickly turned pink with pain!
SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!!
"Man, this kid is a crier," Lee said.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! OOOOH!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Reminds me of this one pussy at camp," Lee continued.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! IT HUR - HUR - HURTS!!!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Gavin's butt was clenching in a desperate plee for freedom.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
But that didn't stop Lee from stopping, and picking up an old sandal on the floor, and then promptly making effective use of it on poor, little Gavin's naked ass.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"AAAHHHHHH!! OOOOH!! AHHHHH!! NOOOOOOO-OH!-OH-OH!!!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
A couple of times I almost stopped it.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!
But let's face it...
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Watching a spanking is almost as fun...
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!
As giving one!!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"OOOH! OOOOH!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
By this time...
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
We had all become oblivious to Gavin's screaming.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"OOOH! OOOOH!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!
It had become some sort of white noise.
SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
I don't think anyone was even thinking about my father.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
I don't think anyone was even thinking about anything.
SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!
"OOOOFF! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
"Time to return to the hand," Lee said, tossing the sandal down. It had done quite an excellent job.
SPANK! SPANK!
"Oh, these buns are hot!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! SPANK!!!
Vince and I couldn't' help by crack up at that one!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH!! OOOH!!!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Gavin's rear end was, indeed, roasted!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I knew that he wouldn't be able to sit down comfortably for a while!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
And I imagined that he would have a hard time...
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!
...running around Saturday when we played paint ball!
SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! OOOOH!!!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"This will teach you to steal!" Lee said.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"OOOH! OOOOH!!! OOOOOOH!!!!!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I give Lee credit...he knew how to spank a naughty bottom!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I'm also sure Gavin was appreciating the message.
SPANK! SPANK!
He plaintive yelps had turned into one, long, snotty sob.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
He blubbered some stuff about being sorry...
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
but Lee wasn't ready to listen to him just yet.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
I looked over to Vince, whose eyes were as wide as his grin.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
A couple times he looked at me and pointed at me...
SPANK! SPANK!
...then pointed at his own butt...
SPANK! SPANK!
As if to say, "That's what you're going to do to ME on Sunday!"
SPANK!! SPANK!!! SPANK!!
At least that's what I think he meant.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
What a weird little kid.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Lee finally finished his butt busting, and he ordered Gavin off of his lap.
"Go stand in the corner," he barked.
"No, he doesn't have to do that," I said. "Come here, Gavin." I opened my arms.
Still blubbering, Gavin limped over, defeated and sore, and sat in my lap.
"Oh, come on, you really are babying that brat," Lee snapped. "What's next, diapers?"
"Vince," I said, ignoring Lee. "Let me have my aunt's quilt." Vince brought me over the quilt and threw it over both of us. Gavin then relaxed, comfortable now that he wasn't totally exposed, and he slipped both of his skinny, little boy arms around me and began sobbing openly again.
"It's ok, dude," I whispered to him, bringing my hands down his body, careful not to even brush it up against his bruised back side.
"Oh, please," Lee remarked.
"You didn't need to spank him so hard," I said.
"Someone needed to," he said, defensively. "Besides, you could have stopped me instead of laughing!"
Before I could say anything, I heard a dreadfully familiar voice enter the room say, "Yeah...you could have stopped him."
We all turned and looked to the now open door...
...ahhh _s_h_i_t_...
...Dad....!
(Have you ever heard four young boys gulp at the same time?)