My best friend Steven practically lived at my home. He lived only with his mom, and she was working pretty much all the time. So he ended up over at my house for most of the days, and nights. My parents were fine with it, and they both worked 5 days a week, about 9 hours a day. I had always found myself kind of.... attracted to Steven. I would sometimes stay up late and watch him sleep. I felt really creepy doing it, but I loved to see his body, sometimes I even ventured enough to pull the covers off him, and see his underpants. After a few weeks of experimenting when he was sleeping, I forced myself to stop because I felt like a creep. But all during the day I would still touch him whenever I got the chance.
We both weren't that shy, and had seen each other naked or close to naked plenty of times. Also, we spent so much time together, that I wasn't able to have many friends outside of school, but still I had 2 or 3 good friends besides Steven that would come over and Steven and my friends and I would all hang out and have a good time.
We spent every weekend together and they started to get a bit boring, but this one, however was special.
"Have you beat that level yet?" I asked from under the covers of my bed.
"Nah, but I'm close."
At this time I was 14 and he was 13, turning 14 in a month or so, and we were having a great time sleeping in and playing video games on a Saturday morning. And we both didn't have any idea that this Saturday was going to be a life changing one.
"Well, lemme know when you have, I guess I'll do the next one. Want some breakfast while you play?" I offered.
"Sure, thanks Josh." (by the way, Josh is my name.)
I was about in my room 5 minutes later carrying two bowls of cereal, and set one down beside Steven.
"Thanks." He said, his eyes fixed on the TV screen. "Hey, when are you parents going to get back from their trip?"
"Oh I don't know... I think by Tuesday, they wanted to be here when we go to school.
"That's awesome! We have the whole weekend to crank your music up and trash the place! Haha!"
"I don't know about trashing this place, but hell yeah I'll put some music on." My parents didn't really like the music I listened to and always kept the house TOO clean.
"Ahh! I lost! Screw this game!" Steven got dissapointed and threw the controller down. All he had on was a small white tee-shirt, some white briefs, and white socks. He got up and ran into the hall and started sliding on his socks on the smooth wood floor. I got up and did the same thing. We had a great time sliding up and down the hall, until we both slid right into each other, and started to wrestle.
"Okay, okay, I give up!"
I was always the stronger one. And loved winning any fights against Steven, so I could pin him down.
I let him go and he started sliding around some more. "Hey watch this one!"
Steven slid a good 10 feet it looked like, and couldn't stop himself, except when he ran into the wall, knocking down a picture of my cousins. The frame was busted and the glass shattered all over.
"Steven! Are you all right?"
"I'm really sorry."
I had always hoped for a time like this. When my parents were gone, and Steven did something really bad.
"Come 'ere Steven."
We had talked about spankings a lot, and he had seen me get plenty of them from my dad, and he even got a few from him. It wasn't just a topic I was interested in, it was much more.
I put my hand on his shoulder and started lecturing him.
"You went to far." He nodded and looked at the floor. "...that was a really nice picture, and I'm sure the frame cost a fortune." Again, a little nod and he was staring at his feet. "You know what my dad would do to ME if I did something like that...Right?"
He looked up with worried eyes. "Yes."
"Don't you think it would only be fair that I disciplined you?"
"I suppose."
"Then follow me."
I held his arm as we walked into my room where we had spent all the morning before this sleeping, talking, eating and playing video games.
"Could you take your shirt off for me?" He did as I asked, but it took him a few moments to get the courage. "And those socks."
"Now the underpants."
"WHAT!"
"Now."
"Come on Josh! Its embarrassing enough as it is!"
I had had enough. I grabbed his hand, sat down on my bed, and pulled him over my lap.
"Lemme go!"
"Shut up."
SMACK!
The first spanking I had ever given anyone.... but myself.
SMACK
He was still wiggling, but I knew it would only get better.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"JOSH!!!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"I'm sorry I broke the picture!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"stop it!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
I took his briefs off like I had always dreamed about, and tossed them onto the floor. He wasn't wiggling much, and had stopped yelling as much. He just sat there with his head down as I rubbed the sting out of his butt.
I had waited for this moment, when I could kneed his butt with my hands. Have full power over his beautiful body.
I raised my hand for another round of spankings.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
All I heard from him were moans. Moans of pleasure?
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
My penis had been rock hard the whole time, but my own briefs that I was wearing was holding it down. I had to let it go. It itched to have an orgasm. I had that feeling a lot being around Steven, but whenever I felt it would just say I had to go to the bathroom and come out a few minutes later, not nearly as horny. *smile*
My arm needed a rest. Give me a break, it was the first time I spanked someone!
I let the pressure off his back with my left hand that I was using to hold him down, and started rubbing his ass with both hands, feeling the warmth and softness of them.
"Ohhhh"
Both Steven and I moaned at the same time.
"You can stand up."
I thought he would be up in a second, but he went really slowly, and looked me in the eyes and smiled. He stood right in front of me with a hard-on as big as mine. But unlike mine, it wasn't covered by any clothing.
"Did you like that Steven?"
"To tell you the truth. I did kinda enjoy it."
I put my hands on his hips and pulled him closer to me, I was still sitting down so my face was about to his belly button. I leaned closer and put my face on his stomach.
My hormones started taking control of my actions, and my hands slid down from his waist to his thighs, and then around to his ass. I loved the new found feeling of his butt.
"Josh." He woke me up from my _s_e_x_ual trance.
"Yes Steven?"
"I feel kinda funny being the only naked one."
I could take a hint. In less then 10 seconds I was standing in front of my best friend naked. He was looking everywhere from my feet to my raging hard-on to my hair. My hands had found their way onto his sides, and were working their way up to his chest and nipples, and he didn't seem to mind, just stood there looking at me. Making a few attempts to rub me, but seemed rather shy.
"Go ahead."
He knew what I meant. He lifted his hand and ran it down my chest. We were going into places we both had never been before.
I gave a slight squeeze to his nipple, he looked at me and smiled. I couldn't stop myself, I got closer and rubbed the head of my penis on his leg. He wrapped his arms around me and grabbed my butt.
I had to stop. It was all to much for me to take in. I was only 14, and I wasn't ready for something like this to all happen at once. What was I going to do? I started backing away a bit. And had a great idea.
I walked behind Steven, raised my hand and...
SMACK!
"Get in that corner! NOW!"
more to come