This story continues from modelling 2
Jason and I became good friends. At the end of the first week day with him and George we were all sitting watching TV. Jason and I had done more stills at the sudio, this time for a US publication. Most of the shots were of us wearing shorts, speedos and jocks but some were nude.
On the way home that evening George had insisted I call the police again to let them know I was fine. He had suggested that I let my hari grow a little and also dye it darker so that I would not be recognised if ant phots of me were posted. I agreed although I did not like my blond hair being made darker.
We were now sitting watching TV. Dinner had been three huge pizzas and coke. I loved being with these guys. It was so laid back.
Suddently Jason let out a huge fart and Geotrge yelled at him ''how dare you , naughty boy, get over my lap.''
I was surprised by this as Jason was always passing wind in the bedroom, then I noted that he had not done so in Georges prescence.
Jason walked over to George pulling his shorts and underpants down as he went. It was all don in a mwatter of fact way, Jason didn't seem bothered. I watched as the show continued.
George placed the slender 16 year old over his knee then patted his bottom.
''Uum, very nice Jason,'' the man mumbled as he poked and prodded Jasons small bottom. Adter a while George began patting harder and harder until he was giving my friend a full blown spanking. Jason was groaning but not cryin. George was smiling and intent on Jasons bottom, as if I was not there looking.
I quite liked the sight of Jasons small neat bottom cheeks bouncing anfd changing from white to pink then red as the spanking increased. I was glad it was not me.
Aftre about ten minutes George resumed stroki g Jason and after a few minutes further he was stood up. Jason was erect but nothing was said.
I felt the front of my underpants get a little wet.
Jason went back to his chair and sat with his shorts and underpants around his ankles.
''Right now you Chris'' George said turning to me.
;''What did I do?'' I asked. what a daft questionI thought.
'Get that butt over my knee fast young man, I want a good feel'. I said nothing and looking over at Jason who was smiling at me, I got up and walked across to the man, lowereing my shorts and underpants, like Jason had.
''Good boy'', George said as I walked to him. I felt stupid and then embarrased whren George looked at my slightly damop underpants and said 'I think you've been a naughty boy Chris''
''Yes sir'' I replied and laid over the mans knee.