[Of those who wrote concerning "Peter, that boy Mac Spanks," one note from a boy about Peter's age who is also still spanked might be of interest to you.]
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Cal,
I read about Peter getting spanked by Mac and want to write about my experience too. I hope that's OK? I get spanked too from a guy like Mac so I know what Peter is talking about.
Other guys my age I'm 19 get to go out with their friends and all on Saturday nights but not me. The guy I'm with I like to call the guy I report to cause I do but he sees Saturday nights as a special time between he and me and that usually means I get spanked cause he likes to spank me and usually, only sometimes, I deserve it too.
Like Peter I got kicked out of my house too when my Dad figured out I was gay but I was only 14 when I had nowhere to go so I lived on the street and with other street kids in like a gang but we didn't do nothing wrong only bed a bit. It was so hard but I managed to stay alive and avoid anything worse but there weren't nothing I could do about me being gay so I had to find a way to live that way. Then when I was about 16 a guy at a construction site down near where me and my friends hung out on the street gave me some cash and every couple of days he would pass me and give me some more. One time he asked me if I had a coat cause it was cold and I didn't so he asked me if I wanted to go to his place and he would give me one of his. It was the most nice thing anyone ever did for me cause most people walked past and made rude comments. I was scared to say yes cause I thought I'd have to put out or worse and all but it was cold and I was scared on the street and he looked nice and all so I went with him. He had a nice place and all and he told me to sit on the couch and he went and got me one of his coats and I put it on right away cause I was so cold from having been on the street all day. He told me I could go but I asked him if I could have something to eat and he made me some food. He never tried nothing and then I left.
Every time I saw him he gave me a couple of bucks and one night when it was starting to snow I asked him if he would buy me dinner. He said he'd make me dinner if I wanted to come back to his place. I knew I'd have to put out this time and maybe more, but I was hungry and didn't care much about it anymore. He didn't do nothing just let me eat as much as I wanted and when I left he told me if I needed a place to stay we could talk about it. I thought about it all night and really wanted to get off the street so I went back the next night and asked if I could stay at his placer until I got my _s_h_i_t_ together and he said yes. He never touched me. When I was sleeping there for about a week we got to talking and I told him all my story and I ended up crying and all and he hugged me like my dad never did ever. I stay for another week or more until one night we were talking and he told me if I wanted to stay long time I could but I had to go back to high school and he was going to start spanking me. I was very surprised! He said it all calm and normal like and I knew what spanking meant but I never had one or anything like that and I didn't think I wanted to either but I wanted to stay and all and most of all I didn't 3want to go back on the street, so OK cause it was his house and I didn't think he really would anyway. I was wrong.
The next day we went to the school and got me enrolled and he got me some new clothes so I'd fit in and all and that was it. I ever had my own desk to study at and my own room too which was something I never had before. And it didn't take him long to do the rest of it either cause one night after we came home from eating dinner out somewhere he told me he believed in spanking a boy and anyway he wanted to spank my ass so he was going to do it to me and I was going to get a spanking after I finished my homework tonight. I felt scared and I couldn't do my homework well I was too edgy cause I never got one before and I was afraid it was going to hurt. He kept coming in and asking if I was done with my homework and all but I kept telling him I wasn't cause I wasn't. Then one time he came in and he asked me if I was just delaying cause he was going to spank me and I said I wasn't honest cause I wasn't really. I wasn't.
But he didn't believe me so he told me I was going to get a spanking right then anyway. I never forgot that first time cause he made me stand up and I was so scared I thought I was going to fie and all, but he just told me he believed in spanking boys and if I was going to stay there I was going to get lots of them so we were going to start and now he sounded serious. He started unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off. He made me sit down and take off my shoes and socks and then when I stood up and all he started undoing my belt and zipped down me jeans. He pulled them down and told me to take them off and so when I stood up I only had my underwear on. I had never been like that in front of nobody and I was really embarrassed but I was really scared now too and he sat down on the desk chair and forced me over his knees to get spanked. His hand went inside my underwear and I felt it on my bare ass and I couldnt' help it but I felt hot and scared and everything with him touching me ass like that. And he pulled it out and started spanking me which hurt but nothing like when he pulled off my underwear and gave me a spanking. Yea it hurt and I was so surprised cause I never been spanked before.
That first night I got it but when he 3was done spanking me and I was over his lap with his hand on me ass I started to get hard. I was so ashamed and afraid he would see and he did but he said it was OK by him.
Now on Saturday nights when me friends ask me to go out with them to school things or parties I have to say no cause I'm not allowed to go anywhere on a Saturday night cause he calls it our night. Sometimes we do things like go to a movies or eat our whatever but I always know I'm going to get my ass spanked and almost always I do! He calls it an ass slapping and tells me all the time how much h4e likes to slap me ass. He tells me to take off everything and sometimes I have to get his paddle from the drawer or his slipper upstairs but I do it whatever he says and I get spanked. Sometimes I deserve it I know but sometimes I get spanked only because he want to spank me. So he does.
It didn't take me long to cry either. Now I do all the time, especially if he uses his slipper. That really hurts.
And he don't only do it to me on Saturday nights either. Sometimes he comes home from the job with that look and he'll tell me to get me clothes off cause he's going to spank me. I do what he tells me to and these days I get spanked anytime he wants to spank me.
Like Peter I like being told to get over his knees and getting my ass slapped and I like a man like him now. At first I hated it and him and really wanted to get out of here, but think I realized I liked it too. I don't know why but I like having to take it from him so I do so for me Saturday evenings are good. I'm fine with it now and now it turns me on too. I like knowing it's going to happen at a certain time or now every Saturday night. I like it a lot too when he surprises me and just takes off my clothes and spanks me. Knowing I have to give my ass to him to spank anything he wants it I like a lot and more because I know only one other friend who still gets spanked so we can talk a lot.
Guys like you who spank boys like me don't understand how much tension and ever fear you cause when a boy like me is told I'm going to get spanked when I get home from school and all. My whole body comes alive and when I walk home and if he's sitting there I can almost freak out but I love knowing I'm going to get it and why even if there is no reason. I really like being subject to him and having t0o obey and all like Peter does and there are other guys like me too.
And I found out something bout me cause I'd like to get spanked more but he seems to be more like a once a week man. It's a huge high for me when he makes me strip and he slaps me ass. I want more. He's going to move and I'd like to meet someone like him and more.
Do you know any other men I could meet too? Older or even younger. Or can I come stay with you sometimes? Please write back. I'm not a freak or anything or anything like that but I know what I want. How about it?
Please write back.
Tad
[The above was Tad's first letter. Subsequently he agreed I could post it.]