Howdy!! Another repost - this one was originally posted on MMSA Stories as "Brad To The Bone" on February 3, 1998. This did not happen! As awesome as it would it have been, it never did.
((big sigh))
Jonathan arrived to Brad's house early Sunday. They had decided to meet early to get to know each other, hang out, and maybe go over their lines. Since Brad's grandmother had a house only two hours from the location of the film shoot, they thought it would be fun to get together at his place.
When Jonathan arrived Brad couldn't help noticing how little he looked; could he really be 13? Brad thought Jonathan could pass for 10 easily. Why did he come across as so much older on television? It really didn't matter, though, because Brad knew how big a star Jonathan was, and in this business that's the only size that matters.
Jonathan was also thrown off by Brad's appearance. It wasn't that he looked so much older than he remembered him (although, he no longer bore any resemblance to the little child from THE CLIENT), but he was dressed like he just fell into the garbage heap behind a Goodwill store. Jonathan knew he was a good actor, though, and his appearance actually convinced him that Brad was an excellent choice to play "Huck Finn."
The two had some sodas, and went to go read over some lines. Jonathan asked Brad if he had ever read any Mark Twain, and Brad shrugged - he didn't read much, he admitted. "My grandma went and got me some video tapes of some of his movies," Brad pointed out. Sure enough, when Jonathan looked at them, there was about four different video versions of "Huckleberry Finn" and three different versions of "Tom Sawyer."
Jonathan's mother decided that it was all right for Jonathan to stay the weekend with Brad. In Hollywood he really didn't have too many friends; the other boys on Home Improvement had become a pain in the ass, and the older his brother got the less he wanted anything to do with the kid superstar. Jonathan's mother could tell there was a genuine admiration between her boy and Brad, and before she left she made a point to compliment Brad on his performance in THE CURE. Brad was quite touched.
That night, when they were alone, Brad suggested they watch some porn. Jonathan really wasn't interested, and suggested they watch one of the TOM SAWYER'S Brad's granny had rented. Brad sighed and agreed, while secretly wishing Jonathan weren't such a geek-oid.
The two actually had a pretty good time watching the musical TOM SAWYER, not because it was any good, but because they could laugh at it. At one point, later in the film, "Tom and Huck (played by Johnny Whitiker and Jeff East) go skinny dipping.
"Man," Jonathan laughed to Brad, "I'm glad we don't have to do that!"
"What do you mean?" Brad asked. "My agent said we had to."
"What do YOU mean?" Jonathan was shocked; he just knew Brad was joking.
"Yeah, the swimming scene."
"What about it?"
"We have to be naked." Brad got up and walked over to the desk.
"No way!" Jonathan was stunned. He wouldn't have agreed to the movie if he knew there was a real skinny dipping scene.
"Check this out," Brad said, handing JTT a copy of the contract that stated clearly that both boys had agreed to appear in the nude for an extended skinny dipping scene.
"I didn't agree to this!" Jonathan was livid.
"Ah, yes you did," Brad said, sitting back down. "I wasn't going to agree to do it until I saw that you had signed your contract with the same clause in it."
"Those jerks!" Jonathan threw the contract on the floor. "My soon to be ex- agent told me not to worry about reading the contract!"
"Oh well," Brad said, sitting back on the couch. By this time he had gotten a cigarette out, but since his grandmother didn't know he smoked, he just dangled the unlit cigarette in his mouth.
"This sucks! I need to talk to my lawyer," JTT got up and went for the phone. "Dude, what the heck is the big deal?" Brad said, stopping him. "So. we're naked."
"I don't want to be naked on screen!" Jonathan whined like a little boy.
"Dude, it's no big deal! Hell, I heard that even Devon Sawa is doing one for his new picture."
"Man, this sucks!" Jonathan grumbled.
Brad didn't know what else he could say to the city boy, so he let the subject drop, as they went ahead and got into their sleeping bags. The next morning, though, he came up with a brilliant idea.
Before either boy had breakfast, showered and got ready for the day, Brad told JTT to quickly put some shorts on and come down with him; there was someplace special he wanted to take him to. Jonathan didn't think to ask, "what?", he just did as he was told and followed Brad into the woods behind the house.
It wasn't a long hike, and before long they arrived to a gorgeous lake.
"This, is why I love Tennessee!" Brad exclaimed, as he ran down to the shore of the lake. Jonathan gasped at the sight; it was breath taking.
Once the two of them got to the edge of the water, Brad went over and felt the water. It was a little cool, but this was summer, and even this early, it would feel great! Brad took of his shoes, followed by his "Ramones" t-shirt, and started undoing his belt.
"What are you doing?" Jonathan asked, afraid of the answer.
"Going for a morning swim. Come on!" Brad said, slipping his belt off, the undoing the top button of his blue jeans shorts.
"No way!" Jonathan was adamant.
"Dude, you're just scared because you ain't ever done it before," Brad let his shorts drop. He was just standing there in the same boxer shorts he had slept in the night before. "Once you do it, you won't be such a wuss about it!"
"No way," Jonathan repeated, as his heart began racing a million miles an hour.
"Well, if you don't," Brad said, slowly peeling off the underwear, down to his ankles, "I'm going to do it for you!" He then kicked his shorts up towards Jonathan's face.
Jonathan stood for a moment, looking at a completely naked Brad Renfro. His young body was hard, and rippled with budding muscles. His chest, back, legs and arms were tan. He was quite a lot of hair around his pubic region, but his penis wasn't much bigger than Jonathan's hairless unit.
Brad turned his back and ran into the cool, mountain water. Jonathan got a eye full of his the rest of his stunning twelve year old physique; his ass was pale, smooths, hard and round. It was perhaps the most perfect ass in the world, Jonathan thought to himself.
As Brad began splashing about, he thought about the prospect of Brad having to wrestled him, strip him and throw him in the lake. Jonathan was getting a little light headed thinking about that one; it was awfully appealing! Still, he knew what Brad was trying to do (he was, after all, a "method" actor), and the experience of actually skinny dipping before having to do it in front of a cast and crew might make it better.
"I'm coming to get you!" Brad yelled from the water.
Jonathan gulped, closed his eyes and began undressing. He didn't open his eyes until he was totally bare. He sheepishly tried to keep his hands in front of his bald crotch, as he slowly made his way into the water. He felt so weird being out here, with Brad, like this! However, once the water began to caress his naked flesh, he felt suddenly at ease. Brad was great too, never mentioning or making fun of Jonathan's embarrassment or his exposure. All he would say was, "See! Isn't this great!!" After about thirty minutes of it, Jonathan would have to agree.
That afternoon the two boys hung out and played catch. Naturally, Jonathan stunk, but Brad didn't care. He genuinely like Jonathan, even if he was a bit of a chode. When the early summer rains came in, the boys went to in to catch another version of TOM SAWYER, this one a TV movie starring no one of importance.
About an hour into this version, "Tom" is taken over his aunt Polly's lap and given a severe spanking with a belt.
"Man, that looks like it really hurt!" Jonathan told Brad.
"Nah, I've had worse!" Brad told him.
"You have not!" Jonathan was as unfamiliar with the concept of corporal punishment as he was with skinny dipping.
"Sure! I use to get whacked all the time. Not so much anymore. Only if I really need it," Brad was very matter of fact.
"You know, I think they're going to keep the scene where I get spanked in school," Jonathan sighed to his buddy.
"Really? I thought they were going to get rid of it," Brad said.
"So did I, but it looks like that it may back in the new script, as well as a second spanking scene when Tom's aunt learns Tom was lying." Jonathan obviously wasn't looking forward to that aspect of the movie.
"Ah, it'll be cool," Brad shrugged. "Besides, they might not even spank you."
"But what if they do!" Jonathan sure was becoming a whiney little brat!
"Then you get spanked! Geez!"
"But...I've never been spanked before," Jonathan said. Suddenly a light bulb went off with Brad; Jonathan was being a little too coy about all of this. He was actually wanting a spanking, or a lesson in being spanked!
Brad got up and went to check on where his granny was. Coast was clear! He came back and turned the VCR off, telling the little millionaire to follow him to his room. Jonathan quietly obeyed.
Once in there, Brad locked the door, and told Jonathan that he would teach him about being spanked, much as he had just taught him about skinny dipping. JTT mumbled something about it not really being necessary, but Brad said that if he intended to really be the character of "Tom Sawyer" he should know first HAND what it was like for the boy.
Brad took off his belt, and told JTT to bend over the bed.
"Oh, god!" Jonathan gasped. "Please, not with the belt! How about the hand?"
"Oh, no!" Brad said, getting mad. "The hand is only good for the bare ass. The belt is the way to go when you got clothes on. Now, bend your ass over!" Jonathan began to whimper a little, and then (surprising both him and Brad) he began to lower his pants. "How about the hand on just my underwear?" Jonathan groveled.
"No way," Brad said, catching a glimpse of JTT's small, perfect package. "Only way you're getting my hand is if the shorts also come down." Brad then moved over the the bed, and sat down, placing the belt next to him.
Jonathan fumbled with the top elastic of his underwear. "All right, but don't tell anyone," he said, as he pulled them all the way down.
There was an awkward moment where JTT just stood there, naked from the waste down, pants and underwear around his ankles. A cool, summer breeze somehow made it through Brad's basement bedroom, and Jonathan could feel goosebumps rise all over his bare ass. Brad just stared intently at Jonathan's family jewels, and was able to see the light downy hairs that were springing up at the base of Jonathan's balls. He gulped.
"Come here, " Brad finally said, as Jonathan moved his way over to his costar; now why couldn't there be a scene in the movie where Huck gets to spank Tom?! Jonathan laid down carefully over Brad's lap, his small pecker dangling freely between Brad's thighs.
Brad put his left arm over Jonathan , and carefully positioned him so that both of them would be comfortable. "Do you want a pillow for your head?" Brad asked, knowing it sometimes helped him to actually hug a pillow while he was being spanked.
"No," Jonathan said, almost unable to breathe. The suspense was killing him...but not for much longer:
SPANK! Brad's hand came down quickly. SPANK!! He couldn't believe he was spanking the richest little pest in all of Hollywood SPANK!!! "OOOH!" Jonathan let out, finally admitting to the pain. SPANK!!! "Take that!" Brad said, with glee, as a raging hard-on sprang to life in his shorts. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Noooo!" Jonathan whined SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Yes!" Brad shouted. SPANK! Jonathan was now openly crying. SPANK! Brad, was too busy finding his rhythm. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Oooooo-hooooo!" SPANK SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!! At first Brad had been cautious with his swats. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! But soon he realized that the real fun was going at those buns full force. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Jonathan was now burying his head in the sheets, as his hand kept wandering to his blazing tail to try and cover it. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Brad was much stronger than JTT, and it was no use to deny his hand! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! They came so quickly and so hard, Jonathan couldn't believe that part of him actually was asking for his! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Finally Jonathan just gave up trying to fight it, openly heaving in desperate pain. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Brad continued until his hand was exhausted. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Then he switched hands and did just as many! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!!!!!!!
When it was done, Jonathan's ass was a solid, bright, hot red. It took him ten minutes to stop his bawling, and when he did he still whimpered and sniffling. The whole while, Brad kept his friend over his lap and rubbed the inferno that was Jonathan Taylor Thomas' bare butt.
Brad was still excited by the whole thing, and he eventually couldn't take any more and he threw JTT off his lap, and began undoing his OWN clothes.
"What are you doing?" Jonathan sniffled.
"What does it look like?" Brad said, whipping his big, throbbing prick out and began stroking it like the horny monkey he was. Jonathan gasped at what he was seeing, and part of him wanted to run screaming from this hillbilly haven, but he sat there (still naked) and watched Brad jerk himself into a glorious climax.
The two children spent the rest of the day totally naked locked up in Brad's room, doing all sorts of things to each other that they imagined the real Tom and Huck might do...to prepare for the film, dontcha know!
And when their film TOM AND HUCK was finally released, it was done so without any skinny dipping or spanking. Jonathan was relieved, but at the same time he was grateful for his weekend of training that Brad had given him.