My name is Hobie. My friend Vince and I got back from my Aunt Betsy and Uncle Toms' a week ago, and I was getting bored at home. My dad said I could go over to Vince's house if I wanted. So I got on my skateboard and rode over there to Vince's house. He just lives at the end of the block. Vince was already outside shredding with his board, and he seem to be having a great time. Vince is a kid into style here. Always with his baggy pants with boxers waist just barely showing from above the waist of his baggy pants.

He was wearing a pair of black raver like pants with the big pockets set low on the seat. They were a shiny nylon. He had a white quicksilver shirt. The pants when I got a closer look were the same kind as his blue ones, but this time shiny black. I tried not to look too long, cause he might think I am a fag or something. He just looked like a smart punk kid looking to cause someone some grief. Usually it was to his own sore backside if did though. His dad is cool. He makes big bucks on some new computer artificial intelligence crap or another. I don't know all tech junk. Vince would know. He is a tech head and has all the game gear and computers to prove it.

It is possible that Vince is at least a little spoiled I think. You see his real mom died when giving birth to him. There were all sorts of complications. His dad remarried and they have a daughter that Vince protects like a loyal guard dog. She is about 3 years younger than he is. She is pretty. I like her allot too. She is definitely not the girl trying to fit in with us guy's girl though.

She is smart and loves that classical music, like Vince's step mom does. Yuck!!! I think it sucks big donkey.....well, you know. Anyway, we were getting tired and hungry and Vince said lets go in and get some lunch and stuff. I said, o. k.

We came inside the kitchen door and saw Vince's step mom, and said hello. Vince said hello again to her too. He is just polite because I am. He wouldn't usually be like that. I wonder how long Vince could behave before he would get it.

He teased his step mom pretty good. About her hair, and her few other little things. She laughed at his teasing and gave the seat of his cool pants a few playful firm spanks. Vince laughed too, though rubbing his butt though. His mom said sit down and eat you too. I don't know how, but everywhere I go, I always get a killer meal. Boy, Vince's step can cook great. So we stuff our faces and drank our cokes and both belched so low we thought the windows would rattle. Come on you 2 Vince's step mom said, with a smile but direct look at Vince. We looked at her and both laughed and went into the living room where all of Vince's gear is. You see, his parents won't let him keep the stuff in his room, because he would become a hermit in there, so they think, Vince just loves having it all out here because he can run it all through the killer home theatre and plasma big screens. They have 3 of them. Like I said. Vince's dad is loaded. Vince has the new Sega, NES 64....all the cool kill them all games. He has his own DSL line, and always the fastest computer available. His dad gives him the parts and tells him if he wants the fastest, build it yourself. Of course his dad taught him allot about computers. Vince didn't like the software crap and just dug the hardware, but anyway you look at it, if it's boring, Vince isn't doing it for long. Vince always has his homework done on time..... the scum prick. His techno junk helps him do it I guess.

Well we were playing for quite a while when his dad asked him to go with him to the "shop"....(his dad calls his workplace that.) and get some things, and that Hobie could come along too. I wanted to go sure enough. I really dug his dad's hot rodded Caddy Seville STS. It is supercharged and has all the cool stuff in it. Vince didn't want to go yet. He wanted to splatter a few more bad ones on the screen. So we waited for a while, and then, Vince's dad's patience was done, and he turned off the game. Vince in his gaming excitement forgot where he was, and said "what the _f_u_c_k_ did you do that for"??? I gulped and knew that was not kewl at all. My dad would put me in a timeout and ground me for a week with that one, or spank me, but my dad doesn't need to all that often anymore. Unlike Vince though. His mouth always gets him into trouble.

With Vince's big mouth, his dad grabbed him, and picked him up and put Vince over his knee and spanked that kewl nylon pants covered butt good. His dad alternated cheeks, left and right. His dad could spank. Wow. I had never seen Vince's dad spank him before. It was amazing how fast Vince was kicking and all. Vince was thrashing about and kicking and whining how much it hurt as hid dad told him you will not talk to me like that again. Is that understood?? Vince's dad is like mine in that he doesn't yell. He saves his strength for the spanking that he is doing. Vince is turning bright red on his face in shame I guess and because I was watching too. Finally after 15 minutes or so of Vince getting the seat of pants warmed, his step mom walked in the living room with the small but deadly paddle, and gave it to his dad. His dad gave Vince's pants a real pasting with that paddle. I was rubbing my seat of my cargos' just looking at Vince getting the spanking he needed. His dad gave him about 35 hard ones on the seat of his pants. Vince was crying pretty good. But not bawling out of control. I unaware of what I was doing was rubbing myself through my pants looking at my buddy get spanked. I don't know what that was about, but I couldn't help it. Vince's dad, saw that and took Vince instantly off his knees and told him to go to the corner for a while. Vince's dad then looked me straight in the eyes and asked if I was having a good time??! I said uuhh, ummm..Aaahhh..So without another second clicking by, Vince's dad grabbed me and put me in front of him and spanked my seat of my cargo pants good and fast and HARD too. Yeeeeeooooowww, I screamed. Vince's dad could really spank. He told me to stand in the corner too. He told me not to do that naughty thing again around him, if I knew what was good for me. So I walked over to the corner and stood there. My buddy Vince was quiet and just facing the corner. After 15 minutes or so, all is forgiven and Vince's dad is not mad at all at us. As a matter a fact, he says if we go with him to the shop, he'll treat us to what ever we want to eat and whatever we want to do later. His dad is kewl, but doesn't take any crap that is for sure.

We went to the shop and Vince's dad did his stuff. Vince was pretty well behaved. Funny how the spanking and what he did isn't even brought up. It was as if it didn't happen. Until later when we going over to get some pizza for dinner, that Vince say he was sorry. Wow, Vince actually said he was sorry what a moment. His dad said forget and just put his arm around his shoulder and smiled at him. It was a warm site to see. We got our pizzas and we went back to Vince's house and gobbled them down. They were good. We watched some movies on DVD afterwards for a while and had a great time. Vince went in the kitchen and started teasing his step mom again. Boy, that kid gets into more trouble than anybody else I know. She once again smacked his butt and told him to get out of the kitchen. Then Vince's dad came back in. He asked if Vince needs another spanking. He didn't wait for anyone to answer since he saw enough of what went on anyway. With that back over the knee Vince went for another long pants warming. He must have been spanked over 200 times over his pants, in rapid-fire spanks. His dad stopped, and turned Vince to his side and started to undo his pants, the front button, and then his fly, and then he rolled Vince back over and then pulled the seat of his pants down to his thighs. His loose cotton blue boxers waiting to be spanked. Well step mom brought the paddle over again, and once again Vince was being spanked good and hard. His pants didn't give him any protection from the paddle and boxers even less so. Whack whack whack the strokes rained down on that boxer short covered bottom. Vince was crying pretty good now. Next his dad grabbed the waistband of the boxers and pulled down and showed Vince's bare butt. He put the paddle down and hand spanked his bare butt till I thought Vince would shatter all the windows with his screaming. I like my friend allot, and he is kewl, but he is punk sometimes and his parents do a great job keeping him in line. Finally, the spanking is over and he pulls up Vince's shorts and pants and buttons and zips them up and then stands Vince up and tells him to apologize to his mom for the mouthing off he gave her. Vince looks down and hesitates. Bad move. His dad smacks again the seat of those kewl pants hard. Vince yelps out loud and gives a sincere apology to his step mom. His step mom accepts his apology and hugs him, and to be sure the point is brought home, spanks the seat of his pants real hard for a few minutes. Vince didn't cry but was clearly unhappy about his poor spanked butt. Vince's dad told him to apologize to me for not being on his best behavior today. Again, Vince hesitated and that got him another quick volley of spanks on his pants from his dad. Yeooowww, he yelped and apologized to me for his deeds today. Well, that was all I was going to see, because Vince was sent to bed after that, and I went home. It was still early, and I was watching T. V. I thought about what a brat Vince was, but how much of a good buddy he was to me, so I just didn't worry about it. Well my dad told me it was getting late and that I should go to bed. I don't know what I was thinking but I said if you are tired you go to bed. I ain't tired and I am not going. OOPs. My dad grabbed me stood me up and spanked my cargo pants bottom hard and fast, and then asked me again what I said?

I said right away sir, I am going to bed now. My dad said good and he gave me a few more spanks on my pants as he followed me to my room. As I changed my dad was swatting my rear. I pulled down my pants and my dad spanked my boxers good, then tucking me into bed and kissing my forehead good night. Wow, what a day, seeing my buddy get spanked, and me getting spanked, it really has been a long day, but somehow on this last spanking I didn't mind. Like Vince's dad, I knew my dad loves me too, and wants me to respect him too, and like Vince's dad, he will spank me to keep me in line with that. Sounds like another normal day to me....M. P.