I liked being spanked, and so did my friende Tommy. We had our games down to a fine art, and knew the rules.
On summers days, we would go out with some sandwiches, and our parents knew we would be exploring the bacvk woods. This was 30 years ago, and it was safe for 12 year old to wander around by himself.
We had a special clearing, where we could go and play our slave game. We would take turns, being master and slave, though I seemed to slave more often. The game would start, with Tommy being the master, and I would strip to my underpants. The slave always wore just his underpants, though when being spanked, they would of course be pulled down.
I would then have to obey my master, in everything, or of course I`d be spanked. The spanking always followed the same pattern, over Tommy`s knees, and then a few wacks on my ass. Then, my underpants would be pulled down, and he would the spank my bare ass.
The last time we did this, we were caught. I was lying on Tommy`s knees, my ass bare, and a walker came into the clearing. He gave us a choice, he would spank us, or report us to our parents. We agreed to the spanking.
As I was prepared, I went first. He put me over his knee, and using his hand, gave me a proper spanking. After only a few blows, I was crying, and then he let me go.
Tommy then had to come over, strip, and put himself over the mans knee. I hasd seen his bare ass before, but this was the furst time I saw him properly spanked. While watching, I got a bonar, which I hid.
We never played the game in public, but thats another story.