Letter #6 Tom and the Wooden Chest
Dear Cal,
After our exchange of e-mails and discussion with you about three weeks ago I had a heart to heart discussion with Tom. I told him that after his asking me to spank him as part of our _s_e_x_ life since we hooked up, I would consider doing so, but not as a prelude to _s_e_x_ with him. His only spanking would be as a disciplinary measure when I felt he needed it for any reason I choose. If he could agree to this concept without any reservations I would begin spanking him that evening to get us started. Tom had talked about this for so long and read so many MMSA Stories stories that he seemed more than eager, even excited and he agreed quickly not really knowing what I really had in mind. (I had already found a good spanking tool. It was an old long handled scrub brush. The handle is fifteen inches long and the business end is about 3x4 inches. I removed the scrub part).
About 9PM that evening I told him it was time to go to our bedroom and I asked him if he still agreed to my terms that he would now get disciplinary spankings. He said yes and hugged me a lot. We have a large wooden chest at the foot of our bed on which I sat down. I asked him to stand beside me and I lower his pants and underwear. I told him to lay across my knees and thighs and once the spanking began he was not to move or attempt to stop his punishment or the spanking would last longer and be much harder. During this first session I gave him about thirty strokes with my brush handle. His ass was bright red and he squirmed a great deal. Once I was finished I asked him to stand still bare beside the bed facing away from me. He was not to move, just think. I left the room and returned in about fifteen minutes. I asked him was he still willing to conform to my spanking requirements. He agreed quickly though his eyes were still watery. We watched TV together on the couch some with him still bare because I didn't permit him to put his clothing back on, but we ended up making love on the floor right there and one of the best times in a long time, maybe OK, maybe ever.
However, the most interesting part took place five days later. I want to share this because it really showed me things were going to work and all this was a real as you said. We were at a birthday party on Friday evening. It was at a very gay friend's apartment just a short walk from our building. Tom had one too many drinks and made several off color remarks. In the past I might have been embarrassed and said nothing. This time I went to him quietly and told him to exuse himself as we had to go home to get something. He looked at me with a slightly surprised and alarmed look.
When we stepped outside the door I told him we were go back to our apartment and I was going to give him a spanking for his boorish behavior. He didn't say a word but he looked shocked. He went with me though. We both went back to our apartment and I took him to our bedroom. After taking off my jacket I had him lower his pants and underwear and lay across my thighs bare. I spanked him for fifteen or twenty minutes as hard as I could swing that brush on his bare ass. His rear was a bright purple red color with some good clear welts and tears streamed down his face before I told him to get up and get dressed and wash his face as we were going back to the party. He was to be on his very best behavior or his next spanking would be much worse. He stood close to me at the party with a coke this time when we got back and he never sat down, but he was also just as alive and great guy participating with everyone's conversation and the kind of guy that pulled me to him in the first place. I was very proud of him and myself for mastering this situation. I hope we make it forever!
Now Tom is more helpful and loving in every way he can be and where before we had started to do things independently too much now we are out doing things together. I have spanked him twice since that fateful night and both times his pain was great, but his demeanor was wonderful and in bed well, you can guess. None of our friend know I spank him, but I know and he knows and he and I are both glad we joined this alternative lifestyle that he'd read about for a long time and kept telling me about. You're probably going to laugh at this but he once told me he wished he'd met you when Larry did. Anyway, give our best to Larry, Chris, and for sure to Spank God Scott and crack him nice and hard for me. I hope none of them are being neglected these days! Boys need reminders. Mine sure does! Where's Paolo?
But seriously, OK. I want to thank you for opening up this new part of my life and I know Tom does too (except when he's over my knee getting it of course).
Later,
Lukas