Timmy & Ricky Pt. 1

by Nate <Blitzen823@aol.com>

SMACK! Ricky Lowery squirmed as the first hard swat landed on his bare rear end. Laying over the lap of his close friend Timmy Reeves, pants and underwear at his ankles, was not where he expected to find himself this morning. Ricky and Timmy were both 10 yr. s old and very close friends. They were in the middle of summer vacation and had been enjoying the freedom of no parents. Timmy and Ricky had gone to the store and bought some sodas. While there, Ricky slipped a candy bar in his pocket for later, thinking he had not been seen. But as he left the clerk asked him if he forgot to pay for anything. "No Sir," replied Ricky. "Then how come I saw you put a candy bar in your pocket?" Caught, Ricky pulled the candy bar out and paid for it. As soon as they got outside, Timmy landed a swat to Ricky's butt. "Just wait till we get home, young man. You are in big trouble. Move it." snapped Timmy. When they got in, Timmy sat on the couch and told Ricky to come to him. "Ricky, I am ashamed at your behavior. You know better than to steal and then lie on top of it. I am your friend Ricky and I care a hell of a lot about you, so I can't let you get away with that. Or any type of misbehaviour. So, for the rest of the summer, when were hanging out with each other, I am going to be like a dad to you. And if you are naughty, I am going to take down your pants and underwear and spank your bare bottom? Do you understand me?" "Y-y-yes sir." Ricky Stammered. "Good, now come over and stand in front of me." Ricky did as he was told and Timmy reach out and unbuttoned and unzipped Ricky's jeans and slowly lowered them to his ankles. Then he reached for the underwear and lowered them slowly to meet his jeans. He placed Ricky's hands on his head. "Ricky, you are about to be severely spanked for stealing and then lying about it. This is going to hurt alot, but it is for your own good. After the spanking, I am going to put you in the corner for awhile to think about it. If you leave the corner, or rub your butt while you are there, you will get more swats. Now, come over by my right side and lay over my lap." Ricky did as he was told. And soon he felt the first smack. And then many in rapid succession.

"Please Timmy... Im soooooory.... I'll be a good boy. Pleeeeeease."

Timmy paused for a few seconds to rest his hand and let the pain in his friends butt sink in. he wanted to make sure Ricky learned a lesson and learned it well. After about a minute he started in again, landing very hard swats to Ricky's butt.

Timmmy stopped and let Ricky sob for a few minutes before deciding to continue on with the next step. "Ricky, stand up and put your hands on your head. NOW!" Ricky just laid there sobbing and not moving. SMACK! Ricky Lowery! Still, Ricky didn't move. HE just sat there sobbing. SMACK! SMACK! Ricky bolted up to his feet and put his hands on his head. "Ricky, when I tell you to do something, I want it done immediately, not when you feel like it. Now, I want you to bring me your mom's hairbrush. The big round one. Hurry up about it too or you'll get extra. Now go grab it for me."

"No, please. I've learned my lesson. I'll be good. Please don't use the hairbrush."

SMACK! SMACK!

"Ricky, I didn't ask for backtalk. Now go get the hairbrush or you'll get extra. NOW!"

Now wanting extra, Ricky hobbled off toward's his mom's bedroom sniffing and wishing that he had never tried to steal the candy bar. He grabbed the hairbrush, rubbing his hand over it and then hobbled back to the living room, just in the nick of time. Timmy pulled him back over his knees and rested the brush on his friends red bottom. Then, as his friend relaxed his butt, he raised the brush and swiftly brought it crashing onto Ricky's bottom.

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Ricky's bottom was becoming a deep red and Ricky was now sobbing loudly and pleading with every swat, but still Timmy did not let up.

At this point, Ricky reached his right hand back and covered his butt with it. Timmy waited for him to remove it and then grabbed Ricky's wrist and smacked the back of Ricky's hand 3 times with the brush. He pulled Ricky's arm up behind his back, saying "Never try to block the swats young man. It will just make things worse."

Silently, Timmy set the brush down and let Ricky sob some more. "Alright Ricky, stand back up again and put your hands back on your head" Ricky slowly stood up, his bottom on fire, and place his hands on his head as he was told. "Ricky, I know I am being harsh on you but I think you need to remember this lesson for awhile and I want you to know I mean business, so this spanking is going to have to be extremely severe. Now, I want you to go to your parent's room and get me your dad's leather belt from the closet then come back in here and bend over the arm of the couch here with your hands holding on to the back of it."

"No, not the belt. Please Timmy. Not the belt. Please. I love you Timmy"

Timmy said nothing, just grabbed Ricky and pulled him over his knees and picked up the brush once more.

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"Now, go get the belt young man. NOW!" Ricky stood up and hobbled to the bedroom. Sobbing, he grabbed the belt and brought it too Timmy then assumed the postion Timmy had told him to assume. "Stay in postion and dont move your hands or you will get extra young man." Doubling the belt over, Timmy waited for a few seconds and then brought the belt back and let it fly.

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Stripes criss-crossed Ricky's bottom now and Ricky was sobbing uncontrollably. Still, Timmy was determined to get the lesson drilled into Ricky so after a short pause, he continued on with the assault.

Timmy set the belt down and helped a loudly sobbing Timmy to his feet. He placed Timmy's hands on his head and then left the room for a second. He went into the kitchen and found exactly what he needed: a breadboard that would do a good job as a paddle. He walked back into the living room and Ricky began to cry hysterically as he caught side of the paddle in Timmy's hand. "Ricky, you're spanking is almost over. I want you to turn around and grab your ankles. Remain in position or you will recieve extra." Ricky did as he was told and cried as he waited for the first swat. Timmy didn't wait long, bringing the paddle back and then slamming it into his friend's upturned bare bottom with considerable force.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

Laying the paddle down, he let Tim cry for a few seconds again and then went over to him. "Alright Ricky, you're spanking is over, OK? Now though, I am going to stand you in the corner with your nose pressed firmly against the wall. I want no movement, no butt rubbing. Any turning of your head or butt rubbing will get you a few extra swats. Leave the corner and I will switch your bottom raw and then give you a few more paddle swats. And then you will continue your corner time." Saying that, Timmy led Ricky over to the corner and press his nose into the corner, then went to watch TV. A few minutes later, he caught Ricky rubbing his butt. "Ricky, I warned you not to do that. Now turn around and bend over the sofa. NOW!"

"Timmy, noooooo. Please, I am sorry I forgot. I won't do it no more."

"Ricky, I didn't ask for backtalk. I know you forgot and I am going to help you remember. Now, bend over the couch" Reluctantly, Ricky did so and waited. Timmy picked up the belt and waited a few seconds and then let fly.

Timmy lifted a sobbing Ricky up and placed him back in the corner. Timmy reset the timer and went back to watching TV. A few minutes later he went to return the hairbrush and belt to the bedroom and returned to the living room to see an empty corner. Silently, he went out in the backyard and cut a nasty looking switch from the tree there and walked back in the house. About this time Ricky walked back in the front room. "Ricky Lowery, how dare you deliberately disobey my order to remain in the corner? I warned you of the consequences but I guess you have to learn it the hard way"

"I-Im sorry. I was just thirsty and wanted a drink of water."

"That doesnt mean you can leave the corner. I issued an explicit instruction and you disobeyed me. Now you are going to face the consequences. Come here right now!" Ricky hobbled over to him and felt himself being pulled over Timmy's lap. Timmy raised his hand high and brought it down hard.

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Timmy lifted Ricky up and bent him over the arm of the sofa, then picked up the switch and lifted it high before swishing it into Ricky's extremely red bottom.

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Timmy lifted Ricky up once more and bent him over, as Ricky just sobbed loudly. Timmy picked up the paddle and waited for several seconds before bringing it back and crashing it hard into Ricky's bottom.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

Satisfied, Timmy stood Ricky up and placed him in the corner. Resetting the timer, he returned to his TV, keeping an eye on Ricky. When the timer went off, Timmy waited a few seconds. "Ok Ricky come over here to me and sit on my lap." Ricky hobbled over and sat on the pillow Timmy had placed on his lap. "Ricky, I am sorry I had to be so harsh there but I had to make sure you understood the severity of your actions today. You could have wound up in juvenile hall for stealing that candy bar. And if you got away with that, whose to say down the line you won't do something worse and go to jail. And you don't want that. I care about you too much Ricky and I don't want to see you hurt. Listen, there is this story about a daddy bird and momma bird who were going to get food for their son, who couldn't fly yet. They told him not to leave the nest. But being a little bird, he was mischevious and disobeyed them. Well, he fell to the ground below and a cat ate him. What I am trying to say is, I don't want something bad to happen to you because your are mischevious and decide to be disobedient. So if you misbehave while we are hanging out and are disobedient, I will spank your bottom. Do you understand me?"

"Yes sir."

"Good boy. Now stand up alright" Ricky complied and Timmy pulled his underwear and pants back up for him. Then Timmy stood up and bear hugged Ricky, who returned the bear hug.

"I love you Timmy" Ricky whispered.

"I love you too Ricky" was Timmy's reply, "Let's go get something to eat for lunch."