The following story is fiction intended for adults, and while it could stand alone it forms the fifth story in a series taking place in a mythical high school in the year 1972. I had a lot of feedback from the first stories, and so have added another one to appease and to thank the many people that enjoyed the others. The first part of this story is true, 100%. The place where it happened is different, but the circumstances described are real. The second part, the part where the spankings occur is made up, but it certainly could have happened, although hopefully, not quite like it happens in the story. Again, if you like the story, or dislike it, I'd really appreciate knowing. It's through the feedback of the readers that I decide to write. All rights reserved. The story is copyrighted by the author. Nathan [nathan9001@yahoo. com]
Paddled at Springfield High Story 05 -- Spanked for a Wank
Charles Goggins was the custodian for Springfield High, and had been working in that capacity for more than ten years. He was a big man, and a no-nonsense man, who had grown up and survived a very rough childhood. He had no formal education, unless you count the education you get as an Army private in Viet Nam. Yeah, now he was carrying out the trash and fixen up a stupid high school for a living, and he hated his job and he hated being a so-called janitor. But it paid the rent, and it did have some advantages and he sure as hell wasn't being shot at. Still, he resented the rich kids strutting around in their fancy clothes, or the way they laughed at him or called him names. The kids were always calling him "Trashman," "Faggot," or "Stupid." And when they did call him by his real name, it was never Mr. Goggins or even Charles; no, when they did use his name they always slurred it and they always called him Charlie, which they tended to pronounce "CHAR--LEEEE." He hated that perhaps most of all, partly because of the Vietnam thing and partly because he just hated it. One other thing about Charles Goggins that was sort of important. He was gay, and back in 1972 being gay was just not what you admitted, not if you wanted to keep your job in the high school that is. The only real enjoyment he got out of working at the school was watching the young bucks, and while he had never had the opportunity to do anything with any of them, it didn't mean he didn't think about it from time to time.
Yeah, the school was full of snobs, and if he had his way he'd paddle half of the boy's in the school until their asses were so _d_a_m_n_ red they would NEVER dare call him a name again. Hell, half the senior class was driving better cars than him. On this particular day, being the noon hour, he was outside carrying out garbage and _s_h_i_t_ that the kids had knocked over in one of the bathrooms. It was demeaning work, and he figured some of the kids probably made the messes just knowing he was gonna have to be the one picking them up. So, here he was, as he was often doing, carrying _s_h_i_t_ outside and taking it to one of the dumpsters that was out back behind the school. The school was a closed campus, which meant students had to stay inside during their lunch hour, and right now they were eating their noon meal and most of them were in the cafeteria. That being so, the two boys that he spotted outside immediately caught his attention, and even though they were on the opposite side of the field, he could still tell they clearly were up to no good and were obviously skipping out at lunchtime. He recognized both boys immediately. He had seen them before, and had noticed them and remembered them. They were the kind of boys you remember when you are a gay man. The one they called Leon, last name of Lavonne, was the hottest of the two, with blond hair and penetrating blue eyes who was a big and beautiful lad and oh-so-_s_e_x_y. Yeah, Charles had noticed him the first time he had entered the school, one of the new freshman and all full of excitement and spirit. He had to be fourteen, and he sure looked so innocent! The other kid with the darker hair was Kyle Bartholomew, and he too was built, his body solid and athletic and oh, just so _d_a_m_n_ perfect with one of those round bubble butts that just begged to be touched. Kyle was older, a lad of fifteen, and a sophomore at Springfield High. Yeah, the two made quite a pair to watch, and Charles couldn't take his eyes off of them. He even licked his lips as he watched them, mesmerized by the way they walked and the way they looked. God—they were so _f_u_c_k_ing hot to watch! The boys were obviously up to something, and seemed to be heading for the bathrooms that were built just behind the bleachers at the corner of the football field. There were two concrete block buildings, one a women's bathroom on the east end of the field and the other a men's bathroom on the other side. As he watched them the dark haired youth was carrying something in his hand, but it wasn't possible from where he was standing to figure out what it was. Whatever it was, from where he was standing it was apparent they were excited about it and were definitely in a hurry. As he watched them, his mind began to wonder, and finally, just as the boys disappeared into the men's bathroom, the curiosity overtook him and Charles Goggins was suddenly a man on the move, headed in their direction.
Kyle Bartholomew and Leon Lavonne had grown up together and were best friends for as long as either of them could remember. They lived in two houses on the same street, and they had talked about everything two boys can talk about and were as close as two friends can possibly be. They had talked about girls and cars and television and even about "wanking," as Leon liked to call it. Yeah, they talked about all kinds of stuff. They sure didn't keep any secrets between themselves. Kyle knew his friend had never kissed a girl, jacked off at least twice a day, and he even knew his dick was circumcised and stretched out six and one half inches when he was fully boned. He knew all that and yet the only time he had seen his friend's dick was when they had taken a leak side-by-side. Leon knew just as much about his friend. He knew for example that he almost never touched himself when he jerked, instead preferring to wait until the bedroom lights were out and then to hump his pillows until he shot his load into his underpants. He knew Kyle's dick was uncut and super-sensitive, and if he believed his friend then it would stretch out eight inches when he had it hard. Yes, they compared everything, and although _s_e_x_ually speaking they were two very naďve and very inexperienced teenagers, they knew _s_e_x_ excited them and they talked about it almost constantly.
Today was a very special day indeed and _s_e_x_ was definitely on their minds. Kyle had stolen a porn mag from his older brother and smuggled it to school. After that, once he had let Leon get a glimpse of it on the bus, Leon had been pestering him all day to let him have a look at the thing. In fact, the blond haired teenager was thinking about little else all morning, and as the anticipation of seeing it grew by the hour so did the bone that was pushing out his pants. By noon, he was so frustrated his dick was almost pulsing even as it lay stuffed within the confines of his underwear. Finally the lunch break had come and they had almost rushed to the empty toilets behind the school, sneaking out during the rush into the cafeteria and unnoticed by the hall monitors. As soon as they were inside the lavatory, even as Leon begged him to hurry, Kyle brought out the magazine and the two of them stepped inside the end cubicle, which was a little larger than the others. There, Leon locked the cubical door and Kyle opened the mag, the centerfold spreading wide across the seat and lying on the top of the shut lid. With the sight, both boys literally gasped.
The janitor was less than five minutes behind the boys, and as he headed across the field he kept his eyes glued on the restroom door. It hadn't quite latched closed, and as he approached it he could hear the boys inside, talking in excited whispers and indeed definitely involved in something. He slowed his pace, and using the stalking skills he had learned in the Army, he slowly reached for the door and entered the restroom without making a sound.
"God Kyle, look at those _f_u_c_k_in' tits man!"
"Yeah....Gowd she'd be fun to _f_u_c_k_ don't-ya-know."
"Oh sweeeeet----oh man she is so fine.....so fine!"
"Look at that cunt! _s_h_i_t_!!!"
As the two teenagers looked at the magazine Kyle turned the pages slowly, exposing the naked women one by one, each spread provocatively and leaving nothing to the boys' imaginations. Within seconds both teens had a boner, the bulges in their pants obvious to each other. They were both rubbing their crotches as they flipped the pages, and soon their erections were painful and pronounced, and also very obvious to each other.
"Hey Leo...you boned too?"
"_f_u_c_k_in' yeah I am!"
"Hahahah....you SURE are man!"
"Hey, you are just as hard stupid. Don't try and deny it!"
"Hey, I'm gonna take it out."
Kyle looked at his friend, apprehensively perhaps, but soon he too was unzipping his trousers and was pulling his erection out into the air. Both boys' teenage _c_o_c_k_s popped out like springs, and were soon exposed and bulging, the foreskin on Kyle's dick pulled back and his big purple head huge, glaring, and pulsating with desire. Leon too was totally excited, his circumcised boner so hard it was like a steel rod, the tip even bigger and the single eye already moist and seeping. Both erections seemed to bounce to the heartbeats of the teenagers that owned them.
Suddenly, Leon could stand the excitement no more, his big dick dying for attention and the intensity of the moment just too great to be ignored. He reached down, and as his friend watched, he took hold of his erection and slowly began to jack it, the feeling so _d_a_m_n_ good that he was oblivious to almost everything around him. Kyle too just HAD to touch himself too, his big balls all but demanding relief. Once he looked over at his friend there was no way he was going to stop himself and so he grabbed his boner and began to pump it right along with his friend Leon. God it was hot. And it felt just so right—two friends enjoying the most personal of moments, getting the best look at each other they had ever had before. God it was exciting. Both boys had their pants open, their dicks grasped within their fists, working their manhood and taking in the hotness of the pictures. Their dicks jutted out of their pubic hair, and were harder than they had ever been in their lives. They each had just the waistband of their shorts pushed down, jerking their dicks slowly and feeling the feeling that only a teenager in lust can appreciate. The two friends were smiling and laughing and commenting on the poses of the girls. It felt so good, so very good, and neither of the youths had ever seen pictures like these, and oh GOD it was so good and OH GOD it felt so wonderful and then...and then...
There was a NOISE...
And they froze...
Time stood still...
Leon held his breath, his hand frozen, unmoving, the stroking stopped and the moment like a photograph, nothing moving, nobody even daring to move...just the pounding of their two hearts, the tips of their two dicks literally throbbing to the beats. Oh GOD...not a sound now...not even daring to breath...
Hearts pounding now...
POUNDING!
Suddenly a guy's head just appeared over the top of the dividing wall of the stalls and both boys looked up, locked eyes, and OH GOD OH NO OH _f_u_c_k_KKKKKKKK!!! It was Charlie, CHARLEEEE, standing on the _f_u_c_k_ing toilet next door and now looking straight down on the two teenagers, everything instantly crystal clear. The big man suddenly grinned, a big smile spreading across his face. Both boys jaws literally dropped with the shock and the exposure, their faces flushing instantly beat red and their dicks rapidly softening almost as though they had been punctured.
Suddenly, the janitor spoke: "Well well well....what have we here...looks like a couple of little WANKERS!!!"
Suddenly, Leon snapped out of his shock and quickly started trying to cover himself, the boy literally shoving his stiff penis back into his pants, struggling to get it in and in as fast as he possibly could, scrambling like there was no tomorrow and totally horrified about what was happening.
"NO NO NO!!!" the janitor said, "Don't stop. I wanna enjoy the show!!!!"
"NO CHANCE PERVERT" Kyle almost shouted at him. Even as he said it he too was pushing his dick down, trying to get it back into his pants without wasting any time.
"_f_u_c_k_ YOU--YOU DIRTY SCUMBAG" exclaimed Leon, still struggling with is dick and the fly on his jeans.
Suddenly the janitor laughed, slightly annoyed at the way the two boys were talking to him. He smiled even more then, looking down at the two teens, and oh yes his mind started going and the ideas were forming in his head and as they did he smiled even more. He had them! Then, he pointed his finger at the two boys and he raised his voice just slightly and said "Listen you _f_u_c_k_wads....don't you ever talk to me like that again. I'm just sort of wondering what Mr. Chandler is gonna say when I tell him who I found in the toilets and what they were doing there together. What do YOU think? I'm sure there will be a nice and very severe paddling for each of you, and then of course, the expulsion or at least a suspension that will follow. Yeah, just think of the embarrassment when your parents have to come to the school to collect you little wankers and your dirty mag. And then, well of course all of your classmates will know and you guys are gonna be famous. Yeah, real famous! Don't think you won't either cause I'll make sure of that myself!"
_s_h_i_t_! SCREWED! OH GOD -- NO! Leon's face went snow white, the boy's mind suddenly in overdrive, trying to imagine his principal and the big paddle in the office and his parents and his friends and oh GOD all of it. _s_h_i_t_! _s_h_i_t_! What could he do....and how to explain it to his parents, or worse, his friends? God, everyone would know! Oh God....
Suddenly, Kyle let out a sob and then Leon looked at his friend whose face had gone ashen and who was now suddenly whimpering, trying to hold in the tears but losing control anyway. Then, the teenager turned to look back at the janitor who was still standing, staring, almost glaring down at them and who still had a grin across his face and eyes that were almost sparkling with excitement.
"I KNOW YOUR NAMES," he said. "You, you with the blond hair, your name's Leon. Yeah, Leon Lavonne sure as _s_h_i_t_ it is. And your crybaby friend is Kyle Bartholomew. Yeah, and now I want to see you guys finish what you started otherwise we are all going to the principal's office right now. So, what's it gonna be, a nice little show for me, or a nice hot red ass from the principal and then kicked out of school afterwards as the laughing stocks of Springfield High?"
The boys hesitated, their choices limited. OH GOD! Oh GOD!!! Could this really be happening....they stared down at the toilet, and the magazine, and the picture there, of the woman and her cunt and suddenly they wanted to leave and OH GOD oh _s_h_i_t_ oh NO!
"BETTER START QUICKLY THOUGH CAUSE I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!"
Shaking, Leon was the first to reach back into his pants and pull out his dick. He was just soooo scared!
The janitor gestured towards the boy's pants and said "PULL EM ALL THE WAY DOWN. I WANNA SEE THAT PRETTY CUT DICK OF YOURS WHEN YOU'RE WORKIN IT!"
The teenager cringed as he pulled his pants and white jockeys down to his knees. He was shaking, and his faced flushed bright red, almost scarlet with the embarrassment.
"YOU--YOU WITH THE TEARS---GET EM DOWN TOO---NOW!!!!"
Kyle was really struggling to hold it together. Nevertheless, he opened his pants and slid them down as he was told. What choice did he have really?
"Yeah, now we are talking. OK, start JACKING--BOTH OF YOU!"
With the words from the school's custodian, the faces of both teenagers suddenly flushed red with embarrassment, and then, slowly at first, but doing it nevertheless, they began pumping, sliding their hands over their shafts, faster and faster and faster. Their fingers were still wet from the precum from their earlier jerking and the slime helped to lubricate their dicks and with the attention they began to respond. Kyle's hand was moving even faster now, over his dick, just up and down and up and down and the tears just ran down his cheeks as he worked his meat. Leon looked down, down at the filthy floor, and still even so he could literally feel the janitors eyes burning into him, watching him stroke, working his dick and no way to stop. He was mortified...for what had started as the most exciting thing he had ever done with another person was suddenly the worst nightmare of his life. He forced his mind to work, willing himself to somehow get hard, to get it done, to somehow get it over with so the humiliation of where he was and what he was doing could somehow end. In fact, a tear of humiliation squeezed out his right eye, and as he stroked himself he could feel it slowly working its way down his cheek all the while his hand pumped his _c_o_c_k_ like some young porn star.
Suddenly Charles Goggins was almost shouting his encouragement, his words burning the teenagers' ears as they stroked themselves towards a forced ecstasy.
"C'MON YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT!!!"
"Hey pretty boy, STROKE THAT _c_o_c_k_!"
"FASTER; I WANT TO SEE YOU GUYS PUMP FASTER! YEAH, MAKE THOSE BALLS BOUNCE!"
Oh God! It was the most humiliating moment in both of their lives. There they stood, working their teenage _c_o_c_k_s for the benefit of HIM, and oh _s_h_i_t_ oh _s_h_i_t_ oh NO! Without a word being spoken, the two teenagers picked up the pace, their hearts beating so fast now and their arms in motion moving like miniature jackhammers; so fast that they were jerking like their very lives depended on the outcome. From the friction, if from nothing else, both boys grew hard once again, and as they did the verbal assaults from the janitor increased to a new and even more humiliating level.
"ATTA BOY....GOOD BOY BLONDY....WORK THAT DICK. YEAH, THAT'S IT, PUMP IT FAST!"
Leon opened his eyes for a second and noticed the man's hands were out of sight, his right shoulder in motion non-the-less and with the sight OH GOD OH NO. It was obvious what he was doing. Suddenly, Kyle let out a moan, and the janitor laughed and then mimicked the sound.
"mmmmmmmmm"
"Hahahah. MMMMMMMMMMMM---that's it...work that _c_o_c_k_...work it...yeah...so nice!"
Suddenly, Leon's face revealed the fact he was reaching the point where heaven met earth, and as he stroked faster and faster the boy became aware of his impending orgasm. He knew it was coming and he could feel the pressure on his balls and oh GOD it felt like they were just gonna explode. OH _s_h_i_t_....no! He was gonna blow his wad right there, right there in front of the _d_a_m_n_ janitor! Suddenly, he was hanging onto the divider wall with his free hand and his legs, spread wide and straining, felt like they were going to give way. Then the boy closed his eyes, the feeling just too intense, and then without any real thought he began to thrust out his hips like he was _f_u_c_k_ing the air. He moaned...then began to grunt from the feeling: "Oh GODDDDDD, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhh...."
Again the janitors voice boomed out, adding to the intensity of the humiliation: "...C'MOM BOY, LETS SEE THAT SPUNK....YEAH..LETS SEE HOW MUCH YOU GOT."
"OH GODDDDDDDDD!!!! "UGHHHHHHHHHHHH" "UGHHHHHHHHHH" "ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
With the final grunt, the blond haired youth arched his back, just as the force totally took him by surprise, squirting out of his shaft with an intensity unlike anything he had ever done before. It spewed out in a huge, thick line of white cream that squirted all over the magazine and the wall and the floor. As he blew his wad, the sight was too much for his friend, whose dick, likewise, began to pulsate as well and then suddenly Kyle too just began to pump out his jism with a tremendous explosion. He cried out as he shot, his entire body shuddering with the feeling, and then, literally gasping, he continued to jerk his _c_o_c_k_ all the while he was cumming. The shooting of his load was visible and intense, the fluids emptying from the depths of his balls with a vengeance. All the while, his eyes were glassy, staring into space, and his mouth, wide open, frozen in a position of ecstasy that has defined men from the beginning of time. Kyle's semen shot out of his dick with such force that it seemed like a solid rope of cum, and the continuing motion as he jerked caused his pulsating dick to literally spray his semen as it was being ejaculated. It splashed out onto the walls of the cubicle, across the magazine, and onto his friend. God what a mess! Finally, it was over. Both teens were gasping for breath, their chests heaving to suck in the air as they tried to recover from their orgasms. Then they started to cry. It was a whimpering cry, more of a sobbing actually, but a cry of humiliation and a cry of defeat.
The janitor literally began clapping, slowly and sarcastically, and then he spoke the words that shocked both boys to the core: "Thanks for the show boys, it was a real treat! I'll keep my word and I won't turn you in. Yeah, I won't tell nobody, but you still have a paddling coming...yeah, no getting around that. The way I see it, I have got to either turn you into Chandler or take care of you myself. Either way you need a paddling, yeah, we all know that and you guys know it as well as I do. But I'll do you a little favor, I'll give it to you myself and save you the embarrassment of having the whole school know. So lets say we meet tomorrow, Saturday. Let's make it noon, OK? Yeah, be at the back door at noon, and don't you dare be late. After that, this will all be over and all be forgotten. Unless of course, you'd rather have Mr. Chandler give it to you right now? So, what's it gonna be????"
The two teenagers had sunk to the floor, collapsed there with the embarrassment and the humiliation of what they had just done. They felt like little porn stars. They looked at him, and knew he had them, and they also knew he knew it too. Not a word needed to be spoken.
"OK then...see you at noon. Remember, don't be late, or you'll get extra."
With that, the janitor simply walked out of the restroom, leaving the two youths sitting there in their mess, their faces flushed red with embarrassment and looking at what had happened and thinking of what they had just done. The boys hardly said a word, and they were both so humiliated that they couldn't get up enough courage to leave for more than half an hour. Instead, they just sat crouched together on the floor, the tears running down their cheeks and their spunk laying like gobs on the floor and the walls, some even staining their pants and underwear....
The next day, Saturday, 1230pm, in Mr. Chandler's office—
Oh God, Charles Goggins could hardly believe his luck. There, in front of him were the two very contrite and very scared teenagers from yesterday, obviously unhappy but there nevertheless. They were standing in front of him and were literally there for his enjoyment. He was seated in Chandler's big leather chair, and he loved the feeling of power it gave him. Yeah, he had them, and they knew it. After they had shown up at the school, begging him to let them off, he had laughed and led them like two puppies down the hall and into the principal's office. That had sure surprised them! Yeah, here they were, and he was soon going to be spanking them! _d_a_m_n_, he hadn't been able to sleep at all last night, just thinking about the two lads jerking themselves off as he had watched, and now, with them in front of him again, he was even more excited. The boys were looking over at the small table that was right beside his chair, where the principal's big paddle lay. You could tell they were looking at it, wondering about it, figuring they were going to get it and it was literally going to burn their asses right off. Yeah, that's surely how Chandler would do it too. That much was a certainly. But Charles Goggins had other ideas, and they had nothing to do with that paddle.
Suddenly, the older of the two boys began to beg. "Charlleeee, ur, I mean, Mr..uh....Sir, please, don't paddle us! We know we were wrong and all, but please, PLEASE!"
Oh yes this was so perfect! He could feel himself stiffening as the boy began his begging, and he wanted to savor the moment, yeah, make it last and then he would have his fun. Then he looked at both of the youths, and began to talk in a very subdued, quiet voice, like a man with a mission but without any rush to get it done. "Well, first of all, you two need to get one thing straight. My name is Goggins, and that's a Mr. Goggins to both of you. I WILL have respect. As for paddling you, unlike your principal I'm not a man without mercy. No, quite the contrary. I hear what you are asking. I also understand what you boys did was a pretty natural thing, and I even sympathize with the desire you boys were feeling yesterday. But that said, you guys and I all know that pornography isn't allowed here at school, and you certainly know that you can't go around masturbating in the bathrooms either. You do deserve a punishment, yeah, that you most certainly do. So, I can't just let you off free-and-clear, and I'm sure you wouldn't expect me to. No, you have a spanking coming, but I'm not going to hurt you too bad and we will just get it over with and then send you boys on your way. You do realize, I hope, that you deserve it, and a whole lot more. Do you understand that?"
Both teens looked up, and then at each other. _s_h_i_t_. Maybe there was some hope, and if they were really lucky it might not be too terribly bad. Leon and Kyle answered simultaneously, "Yes, Sir. We are sorry and it won't ever happen again!"
"Good! I'm glad you that are. I'll just warm up your bottoms and make sure of that. So then, which one of you wants to get his spanking over with first?"
The two boys looked at each other, and Leon gulped. Kyle's eyes started to tear up, and he wiped them with his hand. Suddenly, Leon looked back at the janitor, and then said "I'll go first Char.....I mean, Mr. Goggins. Yeah, you can give me my licks first SIR." As he said the sir, he took another glance over at the paddle and swallowed his fear.
The janitor smiled. Oh YES! God this kid was hot---way hot! His blond hair was short, but not too short, and the wisp of blond hair on his lip was so _s_e_x_y he just wanted to kiss the lad. Yeah! Then, savoring it, he said "OK Mr. Lavonne, drop the pants and the underwear and come have a seat over my lap. I'm going to spank you boys over my knee, and while it won't hurt as much as getting the paddle still I guarantee you won't ever forget it!
_s_h_i_t_! What...naked! What the _f_u_c_k_?!? Leon almost shouted: "Hey, you CAN'T spank us naked! You can't!"
The janitor's faced flashed almost in anger, and then he answered "Shut the _f_u_c_k_ up blondie! You will drop em now, and you will get your ass bare and ready for your little spanking, and you will do it NOW. If either one of you argues with me one more time, we can forget this entire thing, and Monday morning we can all be in here again with your principal in attendance. Personally, I'd love to watch him use this big board right here to paint your asses a new shade of red, and believe me, when he swings it he burns the ass completely off the poor soul who is getting it. You ought to hear em cry! And you know as well as I do, he LOVES to make sure EVERYONE knows who is getting paddled and WHAT they are getting it for. He'll sure as hell have a few witnesses watching, you can count on that too. So shut the _f_u_c_k_ up, drop your pants, and get your tight little naked fanny over my lap now so you can get your well deserved spanking. DO IT NOW, DAMMIT!"
The youth swallowed, and you could almost see the way he took in the janitor's words and ran them over in is mind. _s_h_i_t_. He was fourteen and a half for God's sake, and now he was going to get spanked like a grade school kid. Over the knee! And with his ass bare and exposed! God, how humiliating, and right in front of his best friend. _d_a_m_n_. Yeah, screwed for sure, and yet not much he could really do about it! So, reluctantly, Leon did as he was told. He slowly reached to his jeans, and unsnapped the fly, and then, with a swallow, he sucked in his breath and then shoved his jeans down with a single push, taking his underwear with them. His youthful _c_o_c_k_ popped out, its circumcised head round and ready, the teenage bush thick above it. As he stepped out of his pants, his dick bounced out when it was free, and his faced flushed red with the embarrassment. The teenager covered himself with his hands. Then, as the janitor patted his knee indicating where he wanted the boy, Leon walked over to the man, and with an embarrassed glance to his friend, prostrated himself across the big man's lap, his youthful dick between the janitor's thighs and his ass perched up and almost begging to be paddled. It was a very sweet moment indeed for the janitor, and as the teen lay down, staring at the floor, the boy felt so vulnerable and so exposed he thought he was going to die! The janitor moved him slightly, getting him in the position he wanted. He spread the boy's legs, and pushed down on the small of his back, forcing his ass up in the process. Then he said "Blondie, grab the lower rung of this chair with both of your hands and hold it tight. If you let go of it I swear to God I'm gonna start the entire thing over again, and if I do that I will use the paddle....do you understand me?
Leon grabbed the rung of the chair, the boy gripping it like his very his life depended on it. He said "yes sir" as he grabbed it, his ass muscles tightening in anticipation of being spanked. His friend Kyle gasped as he watched his friend get into position, and as he stood in front of his friend's face he could see everything. He looked at the curve of his friend's ass, his legs slightly parted by the janitor, and his asshole tight and pink and oh so very very visible. Oh God---just let this end quickly!
Charles Goggins smiled, and then placed his right hand onto the youth's teenage ass. OH GOD IT WAS SO SWEET. The touch of the boy's skin almost burned it felt so good. In fact, it felt almost electric, and he savored it, moved his hand over it, feeling the curve of the boy's ass and enjoying every second of the moment. Then, he pulled his hand back, and then with a SMACKKKKK he brought it down on the boy's right cheek, hard. "Ow!" grunted the boy. Then three more, in quick succession, SMACKKK SMACKCKK SMACCKKKKKK and oh yes he could see the pinkness of it already. The janitor felt the warmth, let his hand wander then some more, the perfect curves of the teenage ass beneath him oh so right...so very right. He brought his hand up between the boy's cheeks which were slightly spread, allowing his finger to brush the boy's hole in the process. Ah...yes....and as he did he heard the youth gasp with the contact. Then, he pulled his hand away, and gave him four more hard and fast. SMACK... SMACKKK... SMACKKKK.... SMACKKKKKK! "Oh...OHH....UGH..... UGHHHH!" Yeah.... he was getting to him now!
The youth under him began to squirm, struggling to move his butt to escape the burn that was starting to intensify. Four more. SMACK... SMACKKK...... SMACKKKK..... SMACKKKK... Yeah this was hot! As the school custodian smacked the boy, he paused every few minutes to enjoy the spanking he was administering. He put his right hand back on the boy's bottom, and let himself enjoy the curves, savoring the youth's unblemished ass and feeling the smoothness of his hairless skin as the teen squirmed beneath him. The janitor cupped his hand around the boy's right cheek and squeezed, savoring the feel. The teenager was obviously uncomfortable, and as he struggled he bobbed his ass up and down, almost giving the impression that he was desperate to _f_u_c_k_ something. His thighs were so _d_a_m_n_ perfect, and Charles cupped the other one. He opened his hand, and let the tips of his fingers slide between the boy's thighs and touch the youth's testicles, the bag tight below and bulging with the very essence of his manhood. He looked down then, down at the teenager's pink hole, and noticed a very few wispy hairs just starting to grow around it. He savored the sight, sliding his hand once again along the youth's crack...hesitating over his hole, and then, what-the-hell, he slipped his finger inside, and out, then in again before withdrawing it with a pop. Then he raised his hand high, and brought it back down so hard on the teens left cheek it almost CRACKKKED with the impact. The lad was going nuts, struggling and squirming even harder, the contrast between the burning slaps and the ongoing caresses almost more than he could tolerate. He felt SO violated!!!! Suddenly, the janitor just began to smack him again and again and again. SMACKKKKK!!!! SMACKKKKKK!!!!! Without hesitation he let his hand rain down onto the boy's ass, working the flesh, sometimes pausing to grab a feel, clasping the butt and then releasing it before attacking it again with another volley. Suddenly the boy was begging, struggling, the pain building and building and then reaching something far more than a burn....his ass suddenly on fire and OH GOD IT STUNG! _d_a_m_n_, he was squirming NOW! Charles Goggins really started laying it on then, picking the left cheek first, slamming his open hand into it almost continuously, and hitting the exact same spot until the boy suddenly burst into tears. Then, without letting up, he moved his hand to the other cheek, smashing it again and again in another specific spot until it too began to turn so bright red it appeared to be on fire!
Charles looked over at the other youth, whose eyes were wide in amazement at what he was witnessing. The boy appeared to be spellbound, his mouth literally hanging open as he watched. One other thing was very apparent as well, and that was that Kyle Bartholomew was more than amazed. He was clearly aroused as well, the bulge in his pants unmistakable and the boy's dick clearly pushing hard against his pants, straining for release. A small single dark wet spot was already visible on his pants, and it was obvious that he was one very turned on teenager as he watched his friend take his bare-assed spanking. As the janitor noticed his arousal, he dropped his left hand under the boy he was spanking, and was pleasantly surprised to find the youth's _c_o_c_k_ stiff and hard. He grabbed the teenager's shaft then. God it was so hard in his hand---engorged with blood and literally as stiff as a steel rod. As he grabbed it, Leon gasped again. Never letting up with the other hand, the janitor continued to spank the boy's rear even as he worked his other up and down the teenage shaft, pumping it in time to the smacks he was burning into the boy's squirming ass. He was a sobbing mess now, just blubbering like a little boy, and his wild struggles were forcing his bubble butt to go up and down now literally humping the fist that held his manhood. Suddenly he cried out, and then his dick was pulsating, shooting his wad in spurts onto the tile floor. With each shot of spunk he grunted, and with each grunt there came another smack, the pace picked up to almost coincide with the spurts of jism he was ejaculating. It seemed to go on and on and on. Finally, the boy's balls were empty, and as he stopped shooting the janitor stopped the spanking. Then Mr. Goggins said, as matter-of-factly as he possibly could: "OK Lavonne, I'm done with you. You can stand up now and watch your friend get his."
The blond haired youth stood up, trying to suck his snot back in and somehow stop his blubbering. He grabbed his hot ass, leaving his dick visible and exposed, all pretext of modesty gone as he felt only the intense burning in his bottom. Oh God his ass was just on fire it was, yeah, burning so _d_a_m_n_ hot and it felt like it had been spanked clean off. His dick was still jutting out of his pubic hair, pointing at the ceiling, with a long thin line of clear fluid running like a string down to the floor. He was just so humiliated! He tried to stop the tears and as his chest heaved with the sobs, his dick bounced to his heartbeat as it continued to drool. The youth looked down, and saw his own spunk splattered in lines on the floor. He felt so USED! Suddenly, he hated the janitor, more than he had ever hated anyone. As all this was going on, the janitor was telling his best friend Kyle to get himself ready. As he looked over at him, he saw his friend was reluctantly pulling down his own pants. As they came down, Kyle's dick popped out, stiff and hard and jutting toward the ceiling even harder than his friends. Leon's eyes opened wide as it did so. It was huge, and totally hard! As it cleared his pants it actually bounced up so stiff it slapped his belly. Its big purple head was only half covered by its foreskin, the youth's dick looking like it was almost eager for its owner's own spanking to begin. If it was, it didn't have long to wait.
Kyle was just so _d_a_m_n_ humiliated to be standing with a full fledge boner, jutting up and out, and all because he had witnesses his friend Leon get his ass spanked. He tried to cover it up, but the _d_a_m_n_ janitor just laughed at him, all the while motioning him to get over his lap and get it done. The boy swallowed, gulped in his fear, and then without any further hesitation, he climbed over the janitors lap and tried to prepare himself for his pending punishment. Charles laughed harder as he looked at the kid's boner, and then he grabbed it and used the teenager's erection like a handle to move the boy around until his ass was stuck up, jutting into the air, begging for the spanking to begin and almost seemingly eager for it. He never let go of the boy's boner, and the youth's faced was scarlet red as a result. Then Mr. Goggins spoke exactly as he had done for the first boy: "OK--grab the lower rung of this chair with both of your hands and hold it tight. If you let go, I swear to God I'll use the paddle and start this whole exercise all over again. You understand me son?"
Kyle nodded, and then just as his friend had done, he said "Yes Sir", his voice actually cracking like a thirteen year olds. _f_u_c_k_! As he looked down, down THERE, at the floor he could see Leon's spunk where it had spewed out of his dick as he was spanked. It was lying in lines across the floor, with little puddles where the bigger shots had pooled. As he looked at it, he felt his dick even stiffen further, literally growing in the man's grasp and throbbing with desire. Suddenly, he felt the man's other hand on his buttocks, grabbing them, kneading them, almost as if he was fondling them before he decided on where to begin his spanking. God! Oh _s_h_i_t_...the man's fingers...on his hole! Then up, caressing his cheeks, and then down between his legs again, brushing over his balls. A grab next, cupping his ball sack in his hand. OH GOD!
Charles Goggins could hardly believe this kid. His entire body was just so hard, so perfect, his ass just so spankable! What a difference a year can make! The boy's body had the firmness of manhood, the muscles of his stomach ripped and powerful, the small of his back a perfect "V" and his ass, sticking up, almost jutting upward, so perfect round and tight and oh GOD yes he wanted to have it! He felt it again, fondled it, touched it, savored it. It was just so _d_a_m_n_ exhilarating. Then, continuing to hold the boy's boner with his left, he brought his right hand up high, way up, and then brought it down and let it smack into the teen's left cheek as hard as he could.
For the teenager, the smacks came without warning. SMACKKKK SMACKKKKK! SMACKKKK! God that stung! _s_h_i_t_! The man's right hand was really slapping his ass now, one cheek, then the other. Then again, and AGAIN! _d_a_m_n_! He squirmed, trying to shift his ass and move the pain, but even as he struggled he could feel the swats just raining down. Soon he called out, unable to stop himself "OK...OK PLEASE...OH _s_h_i_t_..OH _f_u_c_k_....OK MAN...OK OK OK! I GIVE! STOP!!!!"
Then, as the youth started his begging, the janitor really turned up the heat, almost like he was being fed by the begging and the words he was hearing. Suddenly, Kyle called out "YEOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" and then "OH _s_h_i_t_! OH GODDDDD!" as the blows really started to burn. He was thrusting wildly now, moving his butt in every direction trying to avoid the sting of the hand, each blow building on the one before. The burn was beginning to intensify and rise exponentially toward some unknown level. As he thrust, he moved his own erection within the janitor's hand, almost as if he was _f_u_c_k_ing it. OH _s_h_i_t_—IT WAS SO HUMILATING. AND HIS ASS, OH GOD DID IT HURT! As he struggled, Kyle could feel his sensitive _c_o_c_k_head being continuously covered and uncovered with his sliding foreskin, all from his own movements into the man's hand! Each time his foreskin moved downward it coated his dick with more slippery fluid, leaving his dick literally pulsating and twitching and wet with desire, almost as though it was enjoying the attention his rear end was getting. The janitor seemed to be laughing! Suddenly, Kyle could stand it no more, and he just let go of the chair rung he had been gripping and reached back, back in desperation trying to somehow block the blows that had been raining down on him. With that, in an instant, the janitor let go of the boy's _c_o_c_k_ and grabbed his flailing wrist instead. Then he shoved it right up between the boy's shoulder blades, instantly immobilizing the youth in the process. God that pissed him off! Then, his right hand smacking the boys ass hard for emphasis with each word, he said "I WARNED YOU! You need to LEARN young man, that when I say HOLD onto the chair and DON'T LET GO or you'll get the PADDLE, I MEAN IT! In fact, I've got another little surprise and I think your wiggling ass wants it!"
With that, the janitor stopped the spanking, and held on tight to the boy's arm that was still shoved between his shoulders. With the teenagers arm in that position, he had total control over the boy. He savored the moment, staring at the bright pink bottom that was still squirming over his lap. He could feel his own _c_o_c_k_ hard and pushing up into the youth, and the boy was clearly turned on still even though his bottom was already the color of a serious sunburn. The janitor hesitated for a second....looking at the youth, the moment lingering as his mind made a decision. He had brought it along "just in case" and the wiggling ass in front of him was just too enticing to ignore. He knew it was pushing the limits, but what-the-hell, he also knew he was never going to get this opportunity again. With that thought, he reached down into his pants pocket with his right hand and extracted the battery operated vibrator which he had brought with him from home almost as an afterthought. It was about average as vibrators go, about six inches in length but more than an inch around and as a gay man he was personally familiar with it and knew what its capabilities were. It had two speeds and was one of the most powerful models made. It had a string to facilitate removal, and as he watched the teenage butt squirming over his lap, he just knew he had to do it, and so he did. He clicked the device switch to "HI" and then with a shove he pushed the head of the vibrator up against the boy's rectum, which instantly tightened in a vain attempt to somehow protect itself. When the youth felt something pushing up against his hole, he went ballistic and began to struggle like there was no tomorrow!
"WHAT THE _f_u_c_k_!!!!! HEY, HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING MAN????? LET ME GO YOU, YOU FAGGOT.... I MEAN IT.......... I SWEAR I"LL... OUHMYGGGGGGGGGGGGODDDDDDD!!!" he yelled, as the janitor pushed harder and the device popped past the youth's ring of muscle. Then, with a single push, the vibrating piece of plastic disappeared completely inside the youth's hole leaving only the extraction string hanging outside. OH GOD! No!
As soon as it popped inside, the effect was immediate and shocking. For Kyle, his entire insides were suddenly flooded with something almost alive, wiggling inside of him and pulsating on his most sensitive spot, a spot within his body that up until then he hadn't even known existed. His dick throbbed, and his balls just felt like they were exploding, the intensity of the feeling so strong that his entire body seemed to be convulsing. The boy screamed, and then struggled like he was being executed....wildly bouncing and thrusting with his ass, trying to get off the man's lap anyway he could. He was kicking his feet in a scissors, and waving his left, and only free arm wildly trying to find something to strike and someway to get loose and somehow, to get off of this man's lap and to get whatever was inside of him out. As he felt the device vibrating inside of him, pushing up into his prostate, he was beside himself, and the teenager was filled with feelings unlike any feelings he had ever had before. He looked up and grunted as he struggled, and saw his friend staring back at him absolutely amazed. _f_u_c_k_! His hips started bucking almost on their own, literally _f_u_c_k_ing the lap of the man he was bent over. Even so, as he tried to get lose, his dick was harder than it had ever been and his balls were feeling incredibly aroused. "STOPPPPP.. STOP IT... OH PLEASE....._s_h_i_t_...._f_u_c_k_! ...WHAT THE _f_u_c_k_.....OH GODDDDDD!" he screamed. Then, he started ejaculating. He couldn't have stopped it for all the money in the world. His body couldn't help the feeling, the vibrator inside just pulsating directly into his prostate and causing the teenager's semen to jet out with a force that sent it more than three feet with the first spasm. Then it continued jetting, in wave after wave after wave, literally pumping his semen out and onto the floor. As it did so, the youth was screaming as it was happening and his entire body started shuddering with the intensity of the ongoing orgasm.
At the very instant that the youth's incredibly intense orgasm began, the janitor reached over to the table beside his chair, and picked up the big paddle that was lying there. With a single motion, he plucked it off the table and then brought the board down hard against the youth's squirming buttocks, even as the youth's orgasm was initiating and his seed was suddenly and forcefully shooting out of his dick. As the board met the teenage ass there was a resounding "CRACKKKKKKK" followed immediately by another scream from the shocked and ejaculating boy: "AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH GOD..... OH _f_u_c_k_KKK....OK OK OH GOD STOP ...OK STOP IT..... PLEASEEEEEE!!!!!"
Oh yes this was so sweet! Then the janitor had the big paddle moving again, bringing it back down, hard, harder than before and letting it literally drive itself right into the quivering teenage ass. CRACKKKKKKKK!
"YEOWWWWWWWWWWW!" yelled the youth, followed by a primal and virtually continuous grunting from the youth's ongoing ejaculation, the spunk shooting with a vengeance. His friend Leon stared open-mouthed, as he watched his grunting friend shooting his unbelievably huge wad even as the wooden paddle slammed home.
Kyle was in shock! OH _f_u_c_k_ THAT HAD HURT! And his dick...GOD, oh GOD his dick! Then, the paddle was in motion yet again, as the janitor exclaimed "I TOLD YOU" CRACKKKKKKKKKKK "YOU'D BE GETTING THE PADDLE "CRACKKKKKKKK" IF YOU MOVED." Then, finishing the words, he swung even harder. CRACKKKKKKKKKK! And then yet again! CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!
"YEOWWWWWWWWWW!!!! OH PLEASEEEEEEEEEE OK OK OK---I'm SORRY....please...NOT THE PADDLE! OH GOD... MY BALLS!!!!"
The janitor was in heaven. Then he started swinging the paddle again and again, laying it on the now even more sensitive ass, the boy underneath it wild and jerking, fighting the feelings that were overwhelming him, his teenage brain over saturated with the intensity. It's hard to say how long the paddling lasted. Perhaps it was a minute....perhaps it was more like three or four. But during that time the board landed on one cheek and then the other, and again and again and again. The janitor was literally laughing as he was smacking the boy's ass, the youth on fire and his bobbing ass now an even brighter red, scarlet even, the intense red looking like it had almost been painted on. During the entire time, the vibrator pulsated relentlessly against the boy's prostate, and his dick pulsated along with it, continuously pumping even long after the teenager had emptied his balls. His orgasm lasted virtually forever, he just kept spasming and spasming and spasming, his dick pumping and jerking and twitching with a forced orgasm that was more intense than anything that the teenager had ever felt before. Finally, it was done....and the janitor dropped the hot paddle back to the table. Then, he grabbed the string hanging out of the teenager's butt, and extracted the pulsing vibrator with a single hard pull. As he did so, the youth let out a huge "_f_u_c_k_KKKKKKKKKKK!!!!" as the device literally popped out of the boy's rectum.
With that, the fifteen year old was nothing but a ball of tears...the floor below him a white mess of goo and his red flaming ass feeling like a burning caldron of cooked flesh. He had shot more spunk than he had ever shot in his life, the long lines of cum so intense even his friend had been amazed at what he had seen. He all but collapsed as his orgasm finally subsided. His dick was hurting, it had shot so much and for so long, and his balls were more empty than he could ever remember them feeling. He was spent, exhausted, and USED. As the janitor slid him off of his lap, he grunted from the shame and the humiliation, and then with some difficulty he tried to stand. He was almost spellbound, an ache the only feeling left between his legs. Then the janitor spoke:
"OK...I'm DONE WITH YOU. In fact, I'm done with both of you. Get dressed, and get your red butts out of here. Your punishment is over....and unless I catch you with more pornography in school I'll never mention it to anyone. Now, GO!"
With that, the two teenagers threw on their clothes as fast as they could, both of them wincing as they pulled up their jeans. It took them less than a minute, and then, almost in a run, they left the school as fast as they could, and they didn't stop running until they were well outside and safely away from the school property. For Charles Goggins, it was a wonderful afternoon. He looked down at the floor, and realized he had a hell of a mess to clean up. He had never seen so much spunk! Yeah, one hell of a mess, that was for sure, although it wasn't really a mess he was upset about. No, quite the contrary. Before he started on that chore though, he leaned back in the principal's big leather chair, and, closing his eyes, reached down into his own pants and grabbed his rock hard erection.....
Again, if you liked the story, or disliked it, I'd really appreciate knowing. Nathan [nathan9001@yahoo. com]