I remember my first experience with _s_e_x_; it wasn't anything traumatic, in fact it was fun to have an older boy who liked to play with me. It happen while visiting my uncle's farm in the summer, my brothers and I would take turns in the summer to go and work on his farm we would take a week or two each. This was my first summer visit sense I just turned six, I was to help my aunt more than my uncle, I was too small for anything heavy or hard. And my uncle was too busy to baby-sit me, so my work was at the house most of the time.
My cousin was eleven, a big boy to me, he had the same brown hair I did and with the sixties style all the boys wore. He was a solid child from all the hard work he did, his face was so round and his eyes so slanted, he looked more like an elf than a farm boy. I found out some years later that my Uncle and Aunt adopted him. And of course at the age of six, like now with all boys, when I looked at him my eyes went first to his butt. He wore tight blue jeans, most cloths were tight then, those were the good old days. His jeans would accent his butt making you to want to bury your face in them cheeks, or spank them raw.
One of my chores was to run my uncle's and cousin's lunches out to them in the field. One day I came running out to the field with their lunches, not paying attention to what was going on around me, just daydreaming. I was wearing a tee shirt and a pair of summer shorts from last summer, which I shouldn't have been wearing because they were at least a size too small. They hung tight to my legs and road up a lot to the point you couldn't see the pant legs anymore. I came up on the tractor, it wasn't running, and I felt that they must be on the other side of it. As I approached I heard the slapping sounds; I walked slowly around the tractor and saw my Uncle spanking my cousin. My cousin Billy was over my Uncle's knee with his pants and underwear down to his feet. I saw the red glow from his plump bubble butt, and heard him crying that he was sorry, he wasn't kicking or screaming; like my brothers and I do when we get a spanking.
My Uncle turned his head and saw me standing there with their lunches. "Come here _d_i_c_k_ie." His voice wasn't mad or angry like the other adults in my life who spanked me.
I took a few steps closer, my eyes never leaving Billy's butt. "My God." I thought. "That is so neat." I always liked watching other kids in school and day care get spanked, it is and always will be my hang up. My slow steps must have told my Uncle that I was scared, because he kept his voice real clam.
"Come on _d_i_c_k_ie. I'm not mad at you."
"What did Billy do?" My voice was almost a whisper. One of my uncle's hands was stretched out to me while his other hand was resting on Billy's butt, rubbing his sore ass.
"Billy didn't do as he was told this morning, so now he's get a spanking. Isn't that right Billy!" With each word that was spoken another hard slap hit his rear.
Billy had his arms wrapped around his father's lower leg and his hands tightly holding on to each other, that way his hands wouldn't fly back to protect his bottom. With each slap Billy would jerk and cry. " I'm sorryy paw! Please I-I'm soorryy!" But all that bought him were more spanks.
My uncle took the lunch sacks from me, and then put his right hand out and around my waist to draw me in closer. I stood next to my Uncle looking down at Billy's sore bottom. Boy was it red!
"Put your hand it son." My Uncle told me, wanting me to feel Billy's bottom. I placed my hand ever so lightly on Billy's butt; I've always loved the way that felt. It felt hot. I began to rub Billy, he just laid there sobbing, I guess he was grateful there weren't any spanks right then.
"Now how does that feel?"
"It feels hot." My voice was a bit shaky, in my house if one boy got spanked we all got spanked, I was afraid I would be next.
"That's right. And I'll do the same to you if you don't do as your told. O. K.?" He was talking real slow and clam, to be sure I understood and that there would be no questions about it later.
"Now you head back to the house and tell your aunt we'll going to be a little late for supper. Because"-SLAP!-"someone"-SLAP!-"forgot"-SLAP!-"to"-SLAP!-"fuel"-SLAP!-"the"-SLAP!-"tractor"-SLAP!-"this"-SLAP!-"morning!"-SLAP!
With the last spank I turn and ran like hell for the house, all I could hear was Billy cry how sorry he was. When I entered the house my Aunt was in the kitchen cooking something, I was out of breath when I ran in, it took a few minutes for me to catch my breath.
"Uncle John said that they were going to be late for supper!" This was said with an air of panic in my voice, my Aunt got the urgency and stepped over to me.
"What's wrong honey?" She placed her hand on my shoulder to calm me down.
"Billy's getting a spanking!" I shockingly told her.
She just smiled at me. "What did Billy do wrong?"
"Uncle John said he forgot to fuel the tractor!" I was so excited by what I had seen, a bare bottom being spanked and I got to touch it! As well as getting away before I got spanked.
"Oh that poor boy, he knows it's his job to get that _d_a_m_n_ tractor fueled and ready in the morning. So what did your Uncle tell you about that?" All the while her hand was rubbing my back to calm me, her hand did rest more than once on my bottom.
"That I should do as I'm told or I'll get a spanking too!" My eyes were as wide as saucers.
"That's right dear. Now the laundry is done, so after you've eaten your lunch, I want you to start folding and putting the laundry a way. O. K.?" She said this with a little pat on my bottom.
"Yes em." I sat at the kitchen table and ate the sandwich and milk that was waiting for me. When I finished I took my plate and glass to the sink like a good boy; the last thing I wanted was to be spanked for leaving the dishes out, and Uncle John spanked hard from what I had seen.
I was in the laundry room folding and sorting the clothes, when I heard something outside the window. I stopped and walked over to the dirty clothes hamper, stepped up on it, on my knees and looked out the window. I was leaning out the window looking for what I had heard when I saw my cousin lugging a big can of fuel from around the side of the house. I guess that he was taken the fuel out for the tractor, and he was having a hard time with the weight of the can, he stopped by the window for a breather.
"You ok?" I asked in a low whisper.
Poor Bill didn't know I was there, the kid jumped scared. "Oh it's you. Yeah I'm ok." He wiped the sweat from his face; I could still see the streaks the tears left behind.
"When can we go play?" I was standing on my knees on top of the clothes hamper, bent over the windowsill, leaning out the window to talk to Billy.
"I guess when Paw and I finish the field. Won't be until after supper though." He looked over at me knowing it was his fault they had to work later now. " I'm sorry _d_i_c_k_ie. I know you wanted to go play in the barn."
"That's ok." I wasn't allowed to play in the barn without Billy or someone older there, we use to jump from the loft into a pile of hay it was the greatest game I knew. "You think we could do it after supper?"
"I guess. If I can stay outta trouble. I better get this can to Paw before I get another spanking." With that Billy picked up the can and began to lug it around the house and back out to the field. I watched him walk away, my eyes still rested on his butt, wondering if I would be able to touch it again.
SLAP!
A hard slap against my bottom woke me up from my daydreaming. I turned to see my Aunt standing behind me with her hands on her hip, and a stern look on her face.
"Honey your suppose to be folding the clothes!" She said this leaning down to look me in the face.
"I'm sorry. I was just...."
"Daydreaming?"
I had turned around to face her and was rubbing my bottom, being very much afraid.
"Now honey your mother told me you have a bad habit of daydreaming when you should be working. Now I don't have time for this." My Aunt hadn't seen Billy she had thought I was just hanging out the window daydreaming, but every time I tried to tell her, she hushed me. She turned and walked over to a chair that was in the corner as she sat down she monition for me to come over to her. I knew what was coming and I was not too happy about it, I got down on the floor and walked to her, tears were beginning to form.
"Please don't." I begged.
As I got to her, she picked me up and laid me across her lap. I felt her fingers slide under the elastic band on my tight shorts, she pulled the seat of my shorts down to expose my bottom. She laid her hand on my bottom and spoke in a stern voice. "Now your going to learn everyone has a job here, and when you or Billy don't do your job, you get a spanking."
"Yes em." I was already crying.
SLAP! I jumped. The slap did hurt but not near as bad as when mom did it.
SLAP! I was bawling not so much that it hurt, but I was being spanked, and that was enough.
SLAP! Although the slaps did sting they didn't bite that badly and my buns were beginning to warm up.
SLAP! They were beginning to hurt a bit more now and I was worrying how many more there were.
SLAP! The last slap landed in the center of my bottom and was the hardest of the five.
"Now do we understand each other? Or do you need some more?" She spoke as her hand was rubbing my warm butt.
"N-No more please." I was lying there sobbing wishing that there weren't going to be any more.
She pulled my shorts back up and put me on the ground. "Alright then. You get back to your chores and let me know when you're finished."
Sniff "Yes em." I turned and went back to folding clothes, with my warmed buns as a reminder to do my work then play.
She stood up and left the room. Ever sense I can remember I've always loved cool air on my butt after a spanking, the cheeks were always sensitive to the cool air when they were warm. This was no exception; my buns were warm and getting warmer in my shorts. I look through the door and saw my Aunt going upstairs I then pushed the seat of my shorts down to feel the cool air coming though the open window. I kept one eye on the stairs just in case she came back down so I could pull them back up before I was caught. I continued to fold the clothes for some time my butt had almost cooled completely down, when I heard.
"Do you always fold clothes with your butt hanging out?"
I jumped and practically screamed. I turned in shock trying to pull my seat back up, and saw Billy looking in the window. "You scared me!" I cried out.
"Shh! Where's mom?"
"Upstairs."
"Come here."
I walked over to the hamper again and got on it to be closer to Billy. He had stood up on a box outside the window so his face was higher than last time.
"Turn around." Billy spoke in a whisper. "Watch for mom."
I did as Billy said, I had to bend a little to see across the house to the stairwell. I felt Billy pulling my shorts down; I liked it when the older boys at school played with my butt that's what I thought Billy wanted to do.
"So why were you folding clothes with your butt out?" Billy asked while his hands were rubbing my cheeks.
"Aunt Sally spanked me. She said I was daydreaming and not working." I said trying for some sympathy. "And the air helps my butt cool off."
Billy stepped up on his toes and kissed my butt, I just giggled. "That's weird." I said in a whisper. He then began to lick my butt cheeks; he would start from the base of my cheeks and move up. Sometimes he would go from side to side; he kept moving closer to my crack. Then I felt his tough squeeze between my crack and lick straight up, I was in heaven. Nobody. I mean. Nobody has ever done this to me and I must say. I LIKED IT!
Just then I heard Uncle John call Billy. "Billy come on son we got work to do."
Billy pulled away from me and slapped my moist butt. "Gotta go bye." He jumped down off the box he was on ran around the house. I jerk my shorts up just before I saw my aunt coming down stairs, I jumped down a went to my chores before she saw me.
Some time later I had finished the laundry and place the clothes in their respective rooms, I walked back down stairs and told Aunt Sally I was finished. She then gave me my coloring book and told me to go out on the porch color for a while, she would be with me in a little bit. When she came out we did other chores outside like weeding her garden and raking twigs, just basic yard work, every once in a while she would go inside to check on supper.
After a few hours of outside work I heard the tractor getting closer, Uncle John and Billy must be finished I thought. Just about then, they came around the corner of the house riding on the tractor; they were covered in red dirt.
The soil in Oklahoma is all red clay, if you worked a farm there you knew when you went home after plowing the fields, you would be bringing most of the field in with you. They were covered from head to toe in red dirt, just clean spots around their eyes. They stopped the tractor by the barn and began to walk toward the house laughing and just being happy to be together. When my Aunt came running out of the house with a broom in her hands yelling at them.
"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT COMING IN MY HOUSE LIKE THAT!!" She took a few swings at them. Uncle John and Billy kept dodging her swings and were laughing at her. I had walked up to watch the fun.
"But honey don't you love us? Don't you want a kiss?" My Uncle said with his arms stretched out.
"Yeah mom I wanta hug" Billy was doing the same.
"GET BACK! I swear I don't who needs a spanking more." She stood her ground.
My Uncle saw me. "Come'er son and give your old Uncle John a hug."
My aunt grabbed me a pulled me behind her. "If you touch this child I swear. You'll both sleep in the barn! Now git to the barn and shower off that dirt.
My Uncle picked up Billy and through him over his shoulders and carried him off to the barn, with my cousin kicking and yelling between laughs. Uncle John slapping his upturned butt once in a while causing red dust to fly everywhere. My Aunt told me to finish my chores and I went back to weeding her garden, she went into the house and brought out some clean clothes and took them to the barn. All I heard was her scream I stood to look and saw her coming out with the front of her dress wet.
"I swear I don't know who's more child John or Billy!" She stormed by into the house without even looking at me.
Later Uncle John and Billy came out of the barn all clean and laughing, Billy was rubbing his butt a bit, I found out later Uncle John spanked him for fun in the shower. Billy came running over to me and tackled me on the grass and began to wrestle me. My Uncle went into the house.
We rolled back and forth on the ground till finally I was face down on the grass and Billy was on top of me, he had my hands pulled up in front of me holding them to the ground, while he laid there grinding his hips into my butt. He would push down then I would push back up.
"Do you give up?" He asked in triumph.
"I give! I give!" I yelled half laughing. He would push down, I would push up.
"What do you give?" He whispered into my ear. Again he pushed down and I pushed back.
"What do you want?" I turned my head to see him. Again we pushed against each other, I didn't understand what we were doing I just knew I liked it.
"I want your butt." He said this seemingly unsure of himself, again we pushed back and forth.
I busted out laughing "You can't have my butt! My legs will fall off!" Billy rolled off me laughing too. I climb on top of him, he put his arms around me and I felt as if I had the bestest friend in the world right there. I would have done anything for him, or let him do anything he wanted to me.
My Uncle called out the door. "Come inside and get cleaned up for dinner boys."
We jumped up and ran inside the house but before we could get up the stairs my Aunt yelled at us. "Billy! You two stop running in this house!"
"Yes em" We both said together and walked the rest of the way up stairs and to the bathroom to wash up.
Once in side the bathroom I move over a stool to stand on to wash my hands, this put my head even with Billy's and my waist even with Billy's waist. I began to wash my hands and as I leaned over I felt Billy's hands on my shorts again.
"What are you doing?" I asked in a low whisper not wanting to be heard by anyone else.
"Sshh! Just listen if someone comes. Ok?" Billy whispered as he pushed down my shorts.
"Ok."
I felt him pull my waist to his jean-covered crouch and he began to hump me there in the bathroom with the door open. I could look in the mirror and see him looking down at my butt. He pushed me forward a bit to get a better view.
"Did you like it when I licked your butt today?" He whispered in my ear.
"Yeah! I thought it was great! Will you do it again?" I was getting really excited.
"Yeah. But later, right now let me do this." He reached down and unfasten his pants and opened them up and brought out his small _d_i_c_k_. He began to rub the little hardon up and down my crack. Then he pressed it up into the crack but not in me, and continued to hump. Within a few seconds he began to shutter and shake.
"Are you ok?" I had no idea what was wrong.
"Oh Yeah! That was great!" He whispered. "After super we'll go play in the barn. Ok?"
"Alright."
"Hey! You boys stop playing up there. Come down for super." Aunt Sally was calling up to us. We quickly ran down stairs to supper, and just as fast, ate our dinner. After supper we ran outside to the barn to play around. As we entered I ran across to the ladder that led to the loft and began to climb. Billy was right behind me with his face bumping into my rear as I was going up. We would stand on the side of the loft and jump into the pile of hay on the floor. It was a wondrous feeling to jump off and land on the soft hay, then roll around jump out of it climb back up and do it again and again.
After quite a few minutes of this we could barely stand up, we had worn ourselves out. I made it back up on top of the loft and fell to the floor, Billy fell on me. We were laughing so hard I couldn't see straight, Billy grabbed me and picked me up and carried me to a pail of hay and sat down with me over his knee; all the while laughing.
"Now you've been a bad boy. I gotta give you a spanking for jumping off the loft." Billy said in a stern voice that kept on breaking up into a laugh. He then grabbed my tight shorts and pulled them all the way down to my feet and took them completely off, leaving me bare from the waist down.
"What if someone walks in?" I was a little afraid of being caught like this.
Billy pointed to a crack in the wall that you could see the house through. "Just keep watch."
Smack! " You've been a bad boy." Smack! And bad boys need to be spanked. Smack!
The swats didn't hurt at all they were just play swats, I just laid my head to the side a let Billy play with my bottom. My buns had become so warmed by his slaps, and the occasional rubbing I could have stayed there all day.
"_d_i_c_k_ie?" Smack!
"What?" Smack!
"Do you like being spanked?" A small rub.
"Sometimes. But not real ones." Smack!
"Me too." Smack! "My dad always spanks me, sometime there're nice like these." Smack! "Does anybody ever do nasty things to you?" A small rub.
"Like what?" I turned my head to see him; his eyes were clued on my butt.
"Oh you know, like stick something inside your hole." With this he spread my cheeks and poked his finger at my anus, it made my cheeks tighten up. "Or maybe put their _d_i_c_k_ into your mouth?" Now his finger was pressing past my butt hole. "Or even lick your butt?" He removed his finger and swatted my butt again.
"You did that today." I said with a smile remembering the feeling. Smack!
"What about the other stuff?" Smack! Now my but was getting hot.
"No. Are you going to lick me again?" I was getting happy at this idea.
"Ok. But you have to take 5 really hard spanks." Billy said this with mischievous look in his eye.
"Do I have to?" I didn't like the hard ones.
"Yes."
"Ok. But make them fast."
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
My eyes were closed, those spanks did really hurt but I bit my lip and took them, I didn't want Billy to think I was a crybaby. He then got up and moved behind me, I was laying on to of the pail looking out the crack in the wall keeping watch. I felt his hands on my sore cheeks and then I felt his tough start from the bottom of my butt and move straight up to the top, then he would move over a little and do it again. Shivers were going up and down my back I couldn't stand it, the sensations were unlike anything I had ever felt before. He would rub his face back and forth on my buns then he would start licking some more. Then he finally made it to my crack, I felt his tough press passed my cheeks and work all the way in to the base of my crevasse and would move his tough up to the top of my butt. I was pushing my ass back at him wanting more, and he would replace himself at the bottom of my butt and do it again. Sometimes he would lift his face and spank my moist butt, then start licking again, I was going APE _s_h_i_t_, this was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.
"_d_i_c_k_ie?" Billy looked up from my butt, and I looked back at him.
"What?" I was shaking I was so excited.
"Can I stick my _d_i_c_k_ inside? Please! I want to know what it feels like. Please!" Billy was begging, he looked like he was in pain.
"Ok. Sure." I turned around to look out the crack in the wall. At this point the kid could have asked me anything and I would've said yes.
Billy stood back on his knees and pulled his pants down and aimed his little _d_i_c_k_ to my hole, it slipped right in real easy. Billy was only eleven so his _d_i_c_k_ was about the size of a finger and it didn't go in very far, he had to keep himself pressed up against me or the little thing would fall out. Within a few minutes he had another orgasm, he fell on top of me then went back to rimming my ass.
We were called inside to get ready for bed, I went to bed first at eight, and Billy went to bed at ten. That night I woke up with Billy _f_u_c_k_ing me again and later he let me rim his perfect bubble butt, I loved burring my face in his butt it felt great his cheeks were so firm.
This was my introduction into _s_e_x_ or Nasty Games.
What do you think. Should I see a shrink?
Or should I just spank the money again?
_d_i_c_k_ie