THE FINAL PART OF THE FIVE PART BIRTHDAY SAGA!!
"Here is is," Lee said, holding up the sandal Dad had ordered him to find, no longer concerned that he was naked, and red assed. Hell, he was in the majority in that room at that moment!
"Thanks," Dad said. "Give it to Gavin. He's going to need it to paddle Matt."
Lee handed Gavin the second sandal, then tussled my matted down hair.
"Nice red butt, Matty" he said.
"N - n - nice crotch, baldy!" I was able to spit out before the shoe fell hard...
SMACK!!!
"OOOOOOOH!" I cried out, as Lee laughed.
SMACK!!!
Dad's came down on Vincent's bare butt moments later.
SMACK!!!!
"OOOOOOH!!" he screamed.
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The sandal came down so hard...!
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I was screeching and panting within moments!
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"OH! GOD!!! OOHH! OOOOOOH!!!!!" I screamed out.
SMACK! / SMACK!!
Vincent squealed too, but his was a little tougher to understand than mine.
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Both Dad and Gavin paddled us in unison.
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"OOOH! AHHH!!!! OOOOOOOH!!!!" Vincent mumbled in agony.
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The pain and the shame was the worst that I had ever experienced.
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"You're doing good, big boy," Gavin taunted me, evidently forgetting the pleasure I had just given him earlier.
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"PLEEEEASE!!! OOOOOH!! OOOH!!! NOOOOO!!!!"
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It was hard to believe that it wasn't that long ago...
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"OOOOOOH!!! OUUUUCH!!"
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..._d_a_m_n_!...that I was wiping his preteen gentleman's relish off of my fingers!!
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Now he was repaying me with a blistering hiding!
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"OOOOH! PLEASE STOP!" I begged.
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"Would you hush, boy!" Dad snapped.
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"You are embarrassing me!"
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"OOOOH!!!!" Vincent cried out.
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I looked over to my little friend.
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Both of his eyes were red and puffy...
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"YEEEOOOOUCH!!!"
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Both of his butt cheeks were also red and puffy...!
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Poor dude, he really didn't do anything that wrong.
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Except be at the wrong place at the wrong time!
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He was draped over my dad's lap, like a motionless towel.
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The fight had been spanked right out of him...!
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"OOOOOOH!!!!!" I cried, bucking up.
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I soon followed, collapsing in a broken heap.
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My body had finally gone limp over Gavin's lap.
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I was totally beaten, and just took the punishment!
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"OOOH!! OOOH!" Only occasionally I would whimper in self pity.
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"Ok, Gavin," Dad said. "You think these two naughty little boys have learned their lesson?"
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"Ummm, I'm not sure," Gav said, laughing.
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"OOOH!!" both Vince and I whimpered - PLEASE SAY YES!!!
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"Yeah, I suppose so," Gav conceded.
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"Ok, well in that case," Dad said.
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"Ten more after this one," he told the eager spanker. "To be safe."
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"TEN!" both Father and friend counted with glee.
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"Nine!"
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"EIGHT!" Lee had joined in on the counting.
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"Seven!"
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"Six!"
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"Five"
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"Four!"
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"Three!"
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"Two!"
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"One!"
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The spankings were finished just a little after midnight. It had taken over an hour, but all four of us were very well spanked, and very, very sorry for what we had done.
Vincent and I cried and cried for about twenty minutes, as Gavin and Lee stood, or sat by, and watched. While Gavin was allowed to put on underpants, he chose not to out of solidarity to the other three of us - Dad said we could put on clothes at 12:45 am, which we all did.
There was not much said. There was not much to say. All four of us were very ashamed about what had just happened. I knew there was as many questions from Vince and Lee about why Gavin was my "official spanker" as there were questions that I had about Lee having no pubic hair.
I also knew that I didn't want to talk about my situation any more than he wanted to talk about his.
Not then - not at that moment.
Maybe another day...maybe never...
"Lee," I said to him, after getting my undershorts. "Do you mind sleeping in the guest room with Vince?"
He was about ready to say something, but then he just nodded his head. "That's cool," he said.
"Gavin," I said, sheepishly. "Do you mind sleeping in here with me?" Part of me was sure he was going to go on home for the night, and I wouldn't blame him. This was not the kind of party his folks had planned their little innocent boy attending, I am sure.
He looked at me. Tears were welling up in his eyes. "Yeah, that will be all right, I guess," he said.
We all said good night, and I closed the door.
"Do you want to sleep on the right side or the left side?" I asked, limping to the bed.
"Does you butt still hurt?" he asked, ignoring my question.
"Oh yeah," I said. "That's a spanking I can be proud of." I cleared my throat. "How about you? How is your butt?"
"Still hurts," he said. "Still hurts a lot."
"Yeah," I said, nodding my head. "I'm surprised you were able to sit down in order to spank me."
"I kind of wish I hadn't now," he said, palming his own backside. "I think it may hurt more now!"
"I bet."
"I'm really sorry, Matt."
"No," I whispered. "I guess I deserved this. I - I shouldn't have let Matt spank you like that."
"No, he was right to do it," Gav said. He went over and sort of sat on the chair we had been sitting in; his back end was hanging off of the side.
"W - w - what?"
"Yeah," he whispered. "I - I deserved that. I shouldn't have taken the magazines from you. Stealing is wrong."
"Gavin, what you got from Lee did not fit the crime," I said. "He shouldn't have done it, and I shouldn't have encouraged him."
He didn't say anything. He just sniffled.
I went over and hugged him from behind. "I'm sorry, Gav," I said very softly. "Not just about that, but about...well...about the...well..."
He turned his neck around to look at me.
He smiled.
"Don't be sorry about THAT, Matt," he said. "That was ok."
"Really?" I asked. "Are you sure?"
"Oh yeah," he said. "That was the best!"
"You're not just saying that?"
"Uh-uhhh!" he giggled, wiping his eyes. "That was wicked awesome!"
"Wicked awesome, huh?" I laughed. "Well, I guess it was, I mean watching Lee get it and all right there! It must have been really...ahhh...wicked awesome."
"Yeah," he cooed. "You were great! Thanks!"
I shook my head and chuckled. "So, was that your first time...you know?"
"Having stuff spurt out?" he asked.
"Yeah...the stuff...was that your first stuff?"
He got a little embarrassed at that one. "No," he admitted. "It happened the other week, when I was...ahhh...ahhhhh...never mind."
"No! What?!"
"No, I don't want to. You'll think I'm a freak."
"I could never think you were a freak, dude."
"You promise?"
"Yeah."
"Pinky swear? Pinky swear that you won't think I'm a freak?"
"Pinky swear," I said, as we clasped pinkies. "So, when did it first happen? Was it a dream?"
"No," he sighed. "Remember that last time I spanked you?"
"Yeah, that Friday a couple of weeks ago. What about it?"
"It happened then."
"That Friday?"
"Don't you remember I ran to the bathroom?"
"You jerked off in the bathroom after you spanked me?" I asked - _d_a_m_n_, me and this kid were two of a kind!
"No, not then, before."
"Before the bathroom?"
"Yeah...DURING!"
"During? During what?"
"During the spanking!"
"It happened WHILE YOU WERE SPANKING ME?"
"Uh-huh," he gulped. "It happened...happened in my pants!"
"NO WAY!" I laughed.
"Yeah. Kind of sick, huh?"
"No way! That's great!"
"What?"
"Oh, Gav, man, that's hysterical! You should have said something!"
"You were too busy crying, and I wanted to... to see if something was wrong."
"And so you went to the bathroom?"
"Yeah...so I went to the bathroom."
"Why would you think something was wrong?"
"I just felt this sticky goo suddenly fill up in my underwear, and it didn't feel right... it didn't feel like pee," he said, lowering his voice. "For a minute I thought there was blood or something in there."
"Boy were you surprised!" I chuckled.
"Yeah!"
"So, you didn't want to tell me?"
"No," he said, smiling. "I just wanted to get home and see if it could happen again!"
"I can't blame you for that," I sighed, sounding more like an old timer, than a kid myself who had just recently discovered the joys of wet orgasms. "So, that's when you took the magazines!" I said, the light bulb going off.
"Uh - huh." It all suddenly made sense.
"I should have figured something was up," I said. "I should have known then something was happening!"
"Why?"
"Well, Dad said you were looking very pleased with yourself when you left that day."
"Well," he laughed. "I usually look pretty pleased with myself when I'm done spanking your butt."
"I guess," I said, going over to the bed. "Anyway, I'm glad you are not mad about what happened back there. I mean, it just happened."
"I know, I know," he assured me. "I was there too. I was the one guiding you to my prick with my hand, remember?"
"Mmmm! How can I forget!" I climbed into the bed, and motioned for him to join me. "Come on, let's get some sleep."
"I'm not that tired," he said.
"Listen, dude, I'm too exhausted and sore and cranky...nothing is going to happen, I promise!"
"Oh, it's not that," he said. "I just have a hard time sleeping at strange places."
"You slept fine in Atlantic City," I reminded him.
"Actually, I didn't."
"What?"
"I slept maybe a half hour or hour the entire weekend. The rest of the time I just laid there, pretending to sleep."
"Even that last night? In my arms?"
"Even there in your arms."
"Really?" It had been so long ago, I couldn't think clearly the details beyond my spankings. "So, you faked being asleep when I woke up in the morning?"
"Yeah," he said. "Sorry."
"No, that's okay," I said, as another light bulb went off. "So, is that why you never wanted to sleep over?"
"No, it's not that I don't want to sleep over, Matt," he said, "I just know that I will be a mess the next day because I CAN'T sleep anywhere except... except in my own bed."
"Wow." You learn something new everyday.
"Remember how I slept all the way back from the beach?" he said. "In the car?"
"Yeah, but I had assumed Dad's ass whopping just exhausted you."
He shook his head. "Nope. That helped, but it's because I couldn't sleep that night. "
"Well, I'm sorry to hear that," I said, yawning against my control. "Listen, I can stay up and talk if you want."
"No, that's all right."
"You can go hang with Vince and Lee, if you want," I suggested. "I bet they'll be awake all night."
He laughed. "No, I don't want to interrupt those two!"
I snickered. "Yeah, who knows what is going on in there!"
"Did you know about Lee's pubes?" he asked.
I shook my head. "I don't know what's up with that."
"I don't know," Gav confessed. "I think it's kind of...errr..._s_e_x_y."
"Ewww!!"
"What?"
"Enough of that," I said, laughing.
"What?!"
"The word '_s_e_x_y' out of your mouth is just wrong!"
He broke out laughing, then said, "I can't believe you never told me Vincent's dick was so BIG!"
"Oh," I said, getting settled under the covers. "Is it? I never noticed?"
"You don't spank him naked?" Gavin said, his jaw dropping.
"Of course I do, I just never looked at his wiener before."
"You are such a liar!" Gavin laughed. "You forget who you are talking to, SON! I know you better than anyone!" He threw a pillow at me.
"This is true," I yawned. "Sad but true."
"Man, what a dick on him," Gavin said softly, to himself. "Lucky bastard."
"Watch the language, Gav," I said. "I would hate for you to have to spank me again for not reminding you not to cuss."
We both laughed.
"Matt?"
"Gavin," I said back.
"Do you mind me asking a stupid question?"
"There are no stupid questions, only stupid people."
"Ha - ha, Mr. Garrison," he said back to my joke. "Why was your Dad all set to paint the basement when he knew it was going to flood, and also knew you were going to have a sleepover?"
I laughed. "Dad was hoping to have that done a couple of weeks ago," I said, yawning. "Knowing him, it will stay like that for the next couple of years. He never finishes his projects around the house."
"He'll have to get the flooding thing taken care of first, right?"
"I would hope so, but you never know with him," I closed my eyes as I could feel sleep mercifully taking a hold of me. "The flooding is - is a new thing."
He was silent for a few moments.
"You got anything I can read?" Gav asked, coming over and sitting next to me in the bed.
"I've got some library books in my back pack. Help yourself."
"Ok. Good night," he said sweetly, kissing me on the cheek. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks," I said, smiling from the kiss. "Good night."