(First read You May Choose)
A rather tall blond youth walked into Ray Marks study, and closed the door behind him.
"Wade, my god you are the last person I expected to see involved in this type of thing, you are not taking the blame for some one else are you?"
"No it was me, we saw you as you made your way back to the school, we knew we had been caught, and we appreciate your not reporting it, thanks. I assume you intend to give me a thorough caning?"
"Yes", Marks could still not fully believe the situation, Travis Wade was one of the most popular boys in the school, 16, Captain of the 2nd eleven cricket team, a great swimmer for the school, and very good academically. To be engaged in this type of _s_e_x_ual activity was hard to believe.
Wade was wearing boxer shorts and a T-shirt and slippers only, apparently his choice of night attire. His sturdy legs still had the remnants of a summer at the beach. His upper body tapered outward from the waist to broad muscular shoulders. Rather long blond hair surrounded a handsome face.
"I gave Wilson 14 strokes well laid on with the usual choices, which he accepted, he took it reasonably well. I intend the same for you and the matter will be closed. Is that what you want, or should it be reported?"
"No, I don't wish this to go any further than it already has. I will accept your decision to cane me, and will take the same choices as Wilson did."
"OK, you have been through the ritual before you know what to do."
Wade went to the table and took his position, Marks slid the boxers down, and Travis stepped out of them and spread his legs turning in his toes. Marks took the black cane and took his stance behind those perfect buttocks.
"Picture"
Travis's head tilted back and the white triangle the last sign of a tan became slightly larger as the buttocks spread. By now Marks had a raging erection, and the sight of the sphincter that had so willingly accepted Wilson's organ was too much for Ray Marks to resist.
"Stand up, and turn around."
Somewhat puzzled Travis obeyed, his flaccid 4-inch penis nestled in a nest of dark blond hair, two symmetrical ovals of testicles, one slightly lower, hung below and completed the picture for Marks. The Head Boy had not yet taken off his robe; his throbbing penis was still hidden from Travis Wade's view. "Perhaps we can talk about this for a minute, and come to a more amicable arrangement than my lashing your bottom as I did with Wilson."
"What exactly do you mean, I am just as guilty as Josh, and I really don't see any other remedy except your reporting the incident. Which believe me I most certainly don't want you to do, please"
Marks knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to enjoy the orgasm he would achieve while his penis was thrusting into Wades bottom. He had enjoyed such orgasms before old friend had left the school. The memories of those meetings and the sight of Wade bent waiting to be lashed had made him somewhat light headed.
"What I am thinking is that I can cane you lightly, enough to stripe your bottom for others to view. If you will let me take you as Wilson did."
Travis was stunned by the proposal. He was sure that a hard lashing as he had listened to as Josh was caned would split his rather tender skin, and he really liked the sensation that a stiff penis gave to his prostrate gland.
"I don't know, how hard will you cane me?"
"Just enough to raise some stripes to show the others in the dorm, they will disappear in a day or two, Wilson will have his for at least a week, or we can just continue with a lashing. Your choice"
"The cane first then I will have you, but if you renege on me I will lash you harder than you thought possible, do we have an agreement."
"OK, but one other thing if Josh, and I do our thing again you will not bother us. If you agree to that I will do as you ask."
"Very well, bend over again."
Travis turned and bent over the table, focused on the picture, and waited for the start of his caning. Marks threw his robe on the floor; his penis was sticking out of the fly of his pajamas. It was so hard it visibly throbbed with his heartbeats.
Taking the black cane he proceeded to deliver 12 stingers to the buttocks he would soon be mounting. Travis gasped as the stinging cuts were administered to his person. He was very glad that he had made the alternate choice.
Finished Marks told him to stand and come into his bedroom. The room contained a single cot, and a dresser. Marks recalled the past sessions in here, and told Travis to kneel up on the bed, and put his head on the mattress. Marks then took a jar of cream from the dresser and placed a liberal amount on the glans area of his penis. Then taking a glob on his finger inserted it into the exposed anus of the waiting youth. Travis started at the cold of the cream, and sudden insertion of a finger into his anus.
"Relax", Travis then felt Marks hands on his hips as his body was drawn backward onto the head of Marks penis. He relaxed as much as possible, but had seen the size of the other youth, and it was larger than Josh. He moved with Marks to ease himself onto the throbbing rod of the older boy. He had just accommodated the head of it when Marks thrust forward and put the whole length into him.
He let out a cry and tried to pull away but Marks held him tight and was thrusting into his body. The sensation of the invading organ against his prostrate calmed him, and Marks hands now reached around him and grasped his hardening penis. Soon the two had reached a rhythm and the rubbing of Marks stomach against his cane-reddened buttocks gave him added warmth he did not get from Josh. Soon he felt the hot sperm flush into his body, and Marks gave a thrust that hurt somewhat but that was overcome as he himself spurted his juices into the grasping hands of the other.
The two remained coupled, catching their breath and cooling down as they drained the last of their juices from the softening penises.
"That was good you are a great bottom. We must do that again," said Marks as he withdrew his now tender organ from within Travis.
Travis went into the bathroom and cleaned himself up. As he was dressing he said.
"Yes I enjoyed it, and I am sure that Josh would too, may we all get together? The caning added a rather nice twist to the whole thing. Just proof that everything is not all black or white."
Travis turned toward the door, looked back at the still naked Head Boy smiled and pointing to Marks now totally flaccid penis.
"That looks tired you better put it to bed"
Marks glanced at the clock. 8:45.
"Yes its about that time."