The spankings I had been getting from Mr. Beachy, as I've written before, had been terrific. It was exactly what I had wanted and needed for a long time. We had a great relationship going as he spanked me anytime I wanted one, and anytime he wanted to do it I obliged. We did a lot of role playing and he would pretend to be anyone that I wanted him to. He was a good many of my teachers, coaches, and the local policemen during these sessions. My favorite though, was my uncle. For some reason, I had fantasized about being spanked by my uncle, for a long time. He lived alone and was around 60, and I wanted him to spank me more than anything. Mr. Beachy pretended to be him anytime I wanted, and it always turned me on.
One evening I went to Mr. Beachy's house, for a spanking. We had planned for him to role play my uncle again. When I got there, he told me to remove my clothes and come into the living room naked. I said I would be right there and took off all of my clothes.
As I entered the living room, sitting in the middle of the room in a straight back chair was my uncle, holding a wooden bath brush. I knew that Mr. Beachy and he were good friends, but I never expected him to tell what I had been doing. "I hear that you want to have me give you a good spanking?" he said. I was stunned and didn't answer. My mind was racing trying to figure out how to get out of this, yet I was naked and had no way out. "Nothing to say?" "Well then I think your're right. You sure need a good spanking for what you've been doing and I'm just the man to give it to you." With that he grabbed my arm and pulled me across his knees. I didn't know what to do. I was about to get my fantasy spanking from my fantasy man, yet I was terrified and excited. Mr. Beachy just sat on the couch and smiled at me.
My uncle now started to spank me with the bath brush. The pain was horrible and the embarassment was tremendous. He spanked me hard and fast as he lectured me. "So you like to be spanked by men do you??" SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. " Well, how's this feel?" SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. " Are you enjoying this Joe? Does it feel good to have me spank you?" SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. I was kicking and bawling while he continued. The emotions were all mixed up with the spanking. "Are you having a good time over my knees?" SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. " Maybe we should do this everyday if you like it so much." SPANK SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. The spanking was more than I could take and I started begging him to please stop but he was there to punish me good, and had no thoughts of stopping. "Why should I stop?? Don't you like it? Why don't you ask me to spank you harder?" SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. By now I was past feeling and just laid over his knees and accepted the spanking as it came.
When he was done he let me lay over his lap and rubbed my bare bottom as I bawled. He made me get up and sit down next to him. He asked me if I had enjoyed being spanked by him. I told him that it hurt really bad, but had wanted him to spank me for a long time. He told me that he had also wanted to give me a spanking, and if I wanted we could continue this. I now had two men who liked to spank me and I was thrilled. After about a half an hour, my uncle watched as Mr. Beachy gave me an over the knee bare bottom hand spanking and my uncle did the same.
I'll write more about my spanking from my uncle and Mr. Beachy again.