: David, Pauls 12 (nearly 13) year old cousin , had been in residence a week. Paul's initial resentment at having to share his bedroom with David had evaporated within an hour of David's arrival. He had been a witness to Pauls strapping for verbalising his anger with definitely unacceptable reference to his mother. As Paul had lain on his stomach on his bed, still naked, trying to bring under control his crying, David had soothed the furnace in his butt, and then proceeded to take his mind off the extreme pain in his backside by exciting quite cdifferent sensations on his front side.
This afternoon the roles were to be reversed.
On that first afternoon Paul's father, known to David as Uncle Rod, had told David that he was to witness Paul's spanking so as to see what would haoppen to him if he stepped out of line.
The week had sped by, and neither had incurred Paul's father's wrath. Until today!
For once they had each done their own thing. David had gone next door to play with the two kids there, 11 ½ year old Martin and 10 year old Samantha. An hour later Paul witnessed a strange sight. David, naked from waist to ankles, was being dragged by his ear by Mrs. Ruth along the sidewalk between the two houses, up Pauls front path to the front door. There was conversation between Paul's Mom and Mrs. Ruth which Paul couldn't hear, but then Paul's Mom's voice raised saying clearly. "Go to your room and stay there until Uncle Rod comes home" .
Seconds later David came in looking very flushed and embarrased. Paul asked in excited tone "What happened?" "Mrs. Ruth went shopping, so Martin, Samantha and I were played Doctor Doctor. We didn't hear her come back and she came into the room and caught us", David explained. "What will Uncle Rod do?" he asked fearfully.
"Oh _s_h_i_t_" Paul exclaimed, but softly so that his mother wouldn't hear. "I am afraid you are going to find out now what that strap feels like" he answered, but sympathetically. "Where are your pants?" In Samantha's room. Mrs. Ruth wouldn't let me put them on. She made me come here like this."
Since that first evening when they had helped each other to relieve each others _s_e_x_ual urge, they had no inhibitions as regards each others nudity, or state of arousal, but Paul was intrigued to see that David still had a boner. "You had better get rid of that befor Dad comes" Paul said, indicating David's hairless four inches stricking straight out at right angles to his body. This thought caused Pauls penis to react and a bulge grew at his groin.. "_s_h_i_t_" he exclaimed, "Now I've got one too." A drop of precum suddenly appeared on David's tip, giving Paul a very wicked idea.
"I'll give you a blow job if you like" he offered.. "That will certainly take you mind off your predicament." "Oh Wow" David exclaimed. "Would you really?" "Do you know what to do?" "Well I've never done one or been done, but we have talked about it at school" Paul replied. "Sit down on the bed. No better still sit on the edge with your feet on the floor, but lie back. with your head on a pillow. I want to watch your face"
David complied and Paul knelt on the floor between Davids legs gripped David's shaft and pulled it downward "Aaagh" David exclaimed, then "Ooooh" as Paul tentatively licked the drop of precum glistening at the tip. "Not sticky, just a bit salty" Paul commented, then having wet his lips he slid them over the red bulb and started to roll his tongue around the warm firm flesh in his mouth. He commenced to move his head back and forth as he sucked and continued to roll his tongue around and around as David started to arch his body pushing further into Paul's mouth. Paul bent his head slightly so as to see David's face. It was a picture. His eyes were closed but his mouth was open and an expression of far away contemplation of heaven graced his face. As Davids contra humping increased Paul could keep his head still, just continue to suck and tongue as David moved in and out. Presumably because of it's prolonged period of excitation it was after only about five minutes that Davis gasped, "I'ts building. I'm nearly there. Aaaaaaaaaaggh" and Paul felt David's final thrust, and the warm, bitter sweet, salty, thick, egg white consistency fluid flooded his mouth and throat. He swallowed as fast as he could, but still it continued to jet though in diminishing quantities and in shorter bursts. He had been afraid that the taste would be unpleasant, but it wasn't. One could say it was an acquired taste, but one that he was quite willing to acquire.
He continued to suck until the last fluid had been absorbed and the shaft in his mouth became a soft floppy marshmallow..He drew his head up and saw David lying limply, breathing heavily, but with a blisfull expression on his face.
"Oh WOW. Paul, that must have been the BEST cum I've ever had" he half whispered.
Paul waited until David's breathing settled before saying. "Well, that's one or your problems settled, I can't do anything about your other one. David's face fell as he was reminded of his forthcoming ordeal. "But I still have a problem of a pretty urgent nature myself" Paul continued.
David glanced at the very prominent bulge gracing Paul't trouser front, and for the moment he pushed his forboding to the back of his mind. "I'll quickly attend to that" he suggested grinning wickedly. Just at that moment however they heard the car pulling into the driveway..
David's stomach churned, his heart beat seemed to change. He broke into a cold sweat and he started to shiver as fear and dread engulfed him. It had been more than a year since he had last been spanked. He remembered the occasion vividly. How he had flailed and kicked and screamed as his bottom had been turned into a furnace by his Dad's application of a leather soled slipper.
Paul observed there symptoms. He grabbed David's hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "You'll survive." He encouraged. "Don't try to hold back. Yell as much as you like. You heard me last week. I was trying to be brave in front of you, but I couldn't keep it up. Do you wan't me to stay and hold your hands?"
David looked despairingly at Paul. He wanted him to hold his hands, but he didn't want him to see him crying like a baby. The reassurance of his presence won over his embarrasement. "Yes please, if he'll let you".
Uncle Rod came in, looking stern and David quailed. "You had better go, Paul, David and I have some business to attend to" Uncle Rod barked.
Taking his courage in his hands he replied. "David has asked me to stay and hold his hands, please Dad". He seemed to consider the request then said, "Well, he watched you being whipped last week, so if that's what he wants, it's all right with me" Uncle Rod replied, but no less sternly. "I see you are already trouserless, so just get the rest of your clothes off" uncle Rod continued. David was shaking so much that he fumbled getting his trainers untied and off but it was done at last and David stood facing Uncle Rod, naked, visably skaking, and tears beginning to dew his eyes.
" I don't need to tell you how embarrased we are by your actions, how shamed we are that you, at nearly 13 could play such a nasty game, so I am afraid that I am going to have to teach you in a way that you won't soon forget". "Your Father said he hasn't had to spank you for quite a while, so I am sorry to have to reintroduce you to a lesson you should have learned years ago." "You saw how Paul positioned himself last week, but I don't think you will be able to maintain that position, so lie flat on your stomach, but spread your feet wide apart.". Still skaking, David complied. Paul stood at the head of the bed and grasped David's wrists.
Paul had too often been in David's position, but never a witness. He watched the strap lifted over his Dad's shoulder then swing swiftly down, CRACK on David's hitherto white buttocks. David jerked and cried "OOOOOOOWwwww" As the strap was lifted a second time a bright red stripe appeared across the top of Davids quivering mounds. Five seconds after the the first stroke, the second was delivered. CRACK. Possibly better prepared for the stinging agony, David again jerked, gasped loudly but did not cry out. A second two inch wide red band joined the first. CRACK. "A stifled moan from David as the third red band rendered ¾ of David's posterior bright red. CRACK "AAAIIIIIIIIIIiiiii "David cried. This last red band was across the crease where legs joined buttocks. Tears were streaming from his eyes. He had never experienced such pain, It just grew and grew, CRACK The fifth stroke was on top of the first, reigniting the furnace which had never even begun to diminish. David's endurance broke. He started to jerk his arms, pinioned by Paul in an insticctive effort to rub his tortured posterior, to ward off the awful pain. His legs were kicking. in a vain effort to ease the frightful burning sting which although emenating from his bottom seemed to him to course through his whole being. "KEEP STILL, DAVID." Uncle Rod's command penetrated David's understanding. Keep your feet apart, or I'll call your Aunt to come and hold your feet." This dread threat made David screw up all his courage and will power, spread his feet and try to keep still. CRACK, pause CRACK, pause CRACK, pause. David's crying was now continuous, but interspersed with louder howls as each blow landed.
Paul could not help himself. He was facinated by the deepening crimson red interspersed with brighter and darker lines, defining the edges of the strap blade, left by each stroke.
Dad changed his position and Paul recognized the move. He knew it meant that the spanking was nearly over, but also that the most stinging, memorable strokes were about to be delivered. The strap lifted and fell SLAP, a different sound as the blade curled over only one mound, but the tip bit cruelly into the cleft. "AAAAHHHHhhhhhhh" David screamed. SLAP "AAAAHHHHhhhh" SLAP "AAAAHHHHhhhh". Again Pauls Dad moved, this time to the other side of the bed, there to treat the other mound similarily. SLAP "YYYYIIIIIIIaaaaaa" David howled as the other side of his deep cleft was penetrated and bitten. SLAP "AIYAIYAYIAYI" David hollered and again Paul was hard tried as he restrained David's wrists and his buttocks heaved off the bed in agony SLAP "AAAAAAYYYYYIIIII'
It was over.
David lay spent on the bed, his chest heaving with sobs. Paul quickly took large finger dabs of cream and very gently annointed the welted, ridged hot skin. He kept on adding more blobs of cream, so as to cool and sooth the tortured flesh, and gradually his efforts were rewarded as David's breathing quitened, and his sobs diminished. Now as he soothed the cream over David's bottom, and into the cleft, deep down, so that his fingers impinged on David's butt hole, he felt his erection twitch. It had never disappeared entirely and indeed had been excited by witnessing Davis strapping.
Paul allowed his finger to stroke the puckered entrance, His finger was well greased with cream but Paul added another blob, covering David's rosebud, then pushed his finger against it. A little more presure and he felt it opening and his finher sliding into a warm tunnel. David uttererd a stifled moan, but made no move to hinder Paul. Slowly, gently but deliberately, Paul pushed deeper, the felt David's but rise against his finger, thereby penetrating even deeper, until further penetration was prevented by his knuckles. Paul began to withdrew it, and David gave a shaky sort of gurgle. "That felt weird, but a nice sort of weird" he croaked, his voice still breaking from it's recent crying"
Paul repeated the procedure, but this time using two fingers. "Oooooohhhh" David moaned as he felt his sphincter being stretched and then "Aaaaaaahhh" as penetration was achieved and the fingers slid slowly, smoothly, excitingly in till Davd yipped as his prostate gland was brushed and he experienced an electric like thrill. Paul moved the fingers in and out slowly as David continued to moan his pleasure. It was weird. His anus and sphincter were being stretched and caused pain, but an exciting pain and accompanied by sensual pleasure of a high degree.
When Paul felt David relax and surrendur to his incursion he once again withdrew completely, and with his hands cupping David's welted cheeks asked him if he could tolerate that sort of pressure. David agreed that he could, then Paul said.. "I want to try push my dick in there. O. K.?" "Oh Wow!" David responded, but by now was so aroused as to try almost anything that would give him the sort of pain-pleasure that he had been experiencing in the last few minutes.
Paul stood, dropped his trousers, revealing his 4 inch hardness standing out at 45 degrees, fringed by yhe small growth of pubic hair that had only recently begun developing, and supporting his hairless but wrinkled bag. Since ther mutual stimulation had begun just a week before, they had still not tired of examining and fondling each others badges of manhood, so whilst Paul continued to divest himself of all clothing so that they were both equally naked., David eagerly lubricated Pauls prong to such effect that drops of pre-cum began to ooze from it's apature.
"Kneel on all fouirs" Paul instructed . David aquiessed and knelt, allowing Paul to observe that notwithstanding having shot his load down Pauls throat less than an hour ago, he was once sporting a very respectably hard, stiff erection. Paul knelt behind David and using his hand placed his knob against David's rosebud, then, gently but firmly, pulled David's cheeks apart and pushed. David returned the pressure, pushing himself back, hard against Paul's well greased knob. David moaned as his anus was stretched beyond anything he had experienced before. He had just about reached the stage of telling Paul that it was too much, when the knob entered, and the pain immediately diminished. As Paul very slowly eased his four inches deeper into David, David continued to moan, partly in pain and partly in pleasure. It was a new and unique experience. This mixture of pain producing a thrill. At last Paul was fully in. David's butt was still very painful and tender, but the deep pain had been replaced by a sort of glow, enhanced by the fullness invading his back passage. Paul began to push and pull, each push painful but culminating in a thrill as his prostate gland was excited by being brushed by Pauls glans, each pull inducing it's own different thrill. Paul's momentum increased and David felt his own orgasm beginning. It built and built as Paul rocked back and forth then climaxed and David had an extraordinary orgasm as his scrutum jetted his juice along it's exciting passageway and his back passage muscles contracted in time, squeezing on Paul's rod in time to his ejaculations. This had a culminating effect of Paul's excitation and he too felt the juices spuming through and jetting into Davids smooth, moist warm envelopment. David collapsed once again to lie flat on his stomach of his bed, and thereby dislodging Pauls now softening intrusion. The lay side by side, one still glowing red striped bottom alongside an almost pristine white one bearing only faint lines remaining from it's strapping of a week ago.
There are still two weeks of David's stay remaining, so lots more could happen. If you want to find out, what if anything did, write to me at ludlownw@hotmail. com
Ludlow.