This is actually story 3 in the series, Spanked Bare in the Boys Home. The second in the series was submitted under the name Spanked Bare.
Jonathan felt lucky that he was able to go to bed right after the last spanking he'd received; the next morning, the pain was all gone. Jonathan was in a hurry to get to the breakfast table to meet some of the other kids in the home.
Bobby was 12 and looked like that kid Roland in the movie Slingshot. He was about the same height and weight but the greatest similarity was his butt. It seemed to fit neatly in the middle of his legs. Small but protruding, white and hairless, he was unfortunately a favorite to spank. Even though he was 12, the hand of an average size 14-year old could cover the width of his butt with one good swat.
Dewayne was 16. He was black, lean and well defined for his age. As with all African-Americans, his butt was more than ample but being light skinned, the effect of a spanking could be seen. When he wasn't being paddled by David, the houseparent, for fighting it was his job to see to Bobby's discipline.
It didn't take long for Jonathan's spankings to come up at the breakfast table.
"So," Dewayne began, "I understand David and Jason blistered that ass last night."
Jonathan didn't think he was going to like Dewayne but he was certain he didn't want to be spanked by him either, "Yes, sir," he replied.
Laughing, Dewayne said, "Okay, okay, come on, kid. I know I look tough, and I will spank when necessary," then, grinning and looking at Bobby, "Won't I sport?"
"Yes, sir!" smiling, Bobby replied, hoping he'd forgotten about last night.....
"But I was just messing with ya. Relax," Dewayne said.
Jonathan felt better after that.
"In fact, if it will make you feel any better," Dewayne continued, "I'm going to spank Bobby here as soon as breakfast is over. You can watch."
_d_a_m_n_, thought Bobby, Dewayne hadn't forgotten he had been late for bedtime.
Jonathan's curiosity got the better of him, laughing, he answered, "Great!"
Thanks a lot, Bobby thought to himself. Why did he have to have Dewayne take care of his butt. Jason seemed so much kinder. Oh, sure, Dewayne was a great friend, but that seemed to also make him the harshest spanker. He seemed to really do it out of love but knowing that didn't help much.
After breakfast, Dewayne invited Jonathan to his room. Quietly, and with his head bowed, Bobby followed.
Dewayne was still in his sleeping shorts. Although he wasn't bulging, every inch of his body was defined, and Jonathan instantly felt sorry for Bobby. Bobby was cute in his flannel, form-fitting pajamas, but he wasn't feeling very cute just now. It quickly became apparent that this wasn't his first spanking from Dewayne. Without a word, they both knew what to do.
Dewayne sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned Bobby to come to him. Bobby walked over and, standing to Dewayne's right, lowered his pajamas to his ankles. Because they fit him so well, he had to push them all the way down. Reaching around his back, Dewayne guided Bobby over his lap and positioned his bottom just right. Bobby's pajama top stopped right at the line of his back so Dewayne had a full view of his little round, hairless bottom.
Having Bobby positioned, Dewayne looked up and said, "Jonathan, come stand at my right so you can see Bobby's butt." Bobby, hearing this, managed to lift and turn his head to look at Jonathan.
SPANK! Dewayne's hand fell hard on Bobby's butt. Bobby, with his head lifted up, jerked his head and looked forward.
Jonathan saw the red handprint appear instantly. A 14-year old's hand could span the width of Bobby's butt, but Dewayne's 16-year old, rough-skinned hand, literally engulfed Bobby's butt. When his hand was cupped, a swat from Dewayne could spank the top, middle, bottom and sides of Bobby's pert little butt all at the same time!
Though only one swat had landed, Bobby had begun to cry silently.
"See that," Dewayne said, "One swat and he's already crying. You need to behave, too, Jonathan or this could be you."
Suddenly, Jonathan under stood why he was there, and he didn't like it much anymore.
Having said that, Dewayne spanked Bobby furiously for about five more minutes. Bobby's little bottom went from light red to burnt sienna rapidly. He wasn't crying quietly anymore either.
"P-p-p-plllleeasse, D-d-dewayne!" Bobby cried out.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Bobby was sobbing uncontrollably and Jonathan was almost beginning to cry himself.
"Dewayne, sir, h-h-hasn't he had enough, sir?" Jonathan asked.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Jonathan's plea for mercy fell on deaf ears. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Bobby's loud crying and pleas had stopped now. Crying to himself, he laid there while the spanking continued.
Dewayne had been spanking Bobby long enough to know the signs. Bobby wasn't very resistant to the spanking, but he usually started out crying to himself, keeping his butt tightened for every swat. When it really began to hurt, his bottom almost jerked sporadically, alternating between contracted and relaxed. That's when the pleas for mercy and squirming would begin. Dewayne knew that when his bottom stayed relaxed for every swat, and his crying turned to sobbing to himself, Bobby had resigned to what was happening and the spanking was almost over.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! and then it stopped.
Just as Dewayne had guided Bobby on to his lap, he now guided him off. Still sobbing, Bobby raised his pajama bottoms. To Jonathan's surprise, Bobby then climbed back on Dewayne's lap and hugged him. Dewayne held him for a few minutes and then asked him to get down and leave he and Jonathan alone for a while. Hearing this, Jonathan felt his stomach drop as Bobby, still sniffling, left the room. After Bobby closed the door, Dewayne never hesitated.
Getting up off the bed, he grabbed Jonathan and practically threw him on the edge of the bed. Certain he knew what was coming next, starting to cry, Jonathan asked, "Why? What are you doing?"
Dewayne answered, "Jonathan, you never interrupt me when I am spanking Bobby or anyone else in this house. Is that clear?"
Then, seeing Dewayne turn to pick up a ping-pong paddle, he began to beg, "Sir, I-I-I-I'm sorry! I just thought...." and, before he could finish, Dewayne was behind him.
Pulling now at Jonathan's boxers, Dewayne pulled them all the way off, and said, "I know what you thought. You thought I was being too hard on him. Well, as you can see by his reaction at the end, he felt like he got what he deserved just as you're going to now!" and Jonathan began to cry. He was being spanked for his third time and he hadn't been there 24 hours, and this promised to be the worst!
Standing now behind him, with paddle in hand, Dewayne took a moment to look at this boy. Wow! His lithe body was great! Unlike Bobby, Jonathan's butt was full and round, but being only 9 it was still quite small.
Dewayne passed sentence, "We don't have much time before school. You're getting 30 hard licks with the paddle." SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLATSPLAT! and Jonathan could be heard crying throughout the home. SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! His bottom, that had been unmarked and fresh in spite of the night before, was now an angry red and purplish marks were beginning to be seen. SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! and it was all over.
Dewayne tossed the paddle to the side and, before leaving, commanded, "Stop crying quickly, get up and get out before we're late for school." Quickly, Jonathan obeyed.