The as of yet unmarked naked buttocks of the 18 year old tensed slightly as the fully nude young man awaited the first blow of my cane. I admired the beauty of the Lord's work on the young man's body; the slim but muscular back, the tight round but full butt cheeks and the deep furrow in the middle with its tight rosebud peeking out, the strong thighs with beautiful calves below, finishing with perfectly formed feet and toes. I had of course had a detailed view of his _s_e_x_ual organs earlier, a circumcised penis, though of average length when soft, elongated into a 7 plus inch shaft of unusually large girth. The head was of the classic mushroom, becoming purple and shiny when stimulated. The testicles were also large and hanging low in their sac. It was surrounded with light brown hair matching that of his head. (Surprisingly, there was almost no hair in the crack of his bum or around the anal area.) When he orgasmed, he shot in strong, rapid, long white spurts.
I have been a minister at this small, rural WVa church for 5 years, having returned home after spending nearly 10 years dealing with the effects of sin in New York City. I returned determined to do everything I can to prevent the decadence of urban America from spoiling the youth of my beloved Mountain State. I knew that the best way to do this was to enforce the Lord's will, as I understand it. And the best way to drive home the message that sin has consequences is, frankly, with force thru the bare, tight skin of naked bottoms. Having heard my stories of how sin had polluted the young souls in the city, and after much study of the scriptures and sincere prayer, I was able to convince the congregation that public, humiliating, corporeal punishment was a necessity if we were to avoid evil.
Our policy was simple; youngsters less than 13 were to be spanked for transgressions by their parents at home with a senior member of the congregation present to observe, if possible. Those from 13-25 [unmarried] would be brought to the church to face me personally. After hearing from the parents and the child, I would decide if formal punishment is needed. (Interestingly, young men seem to require public nude punishment the most often.) If so, it is scheduled immediately following Sunday morning services and takes place in front of the full congregation. The sinner is required to report to me before the service to be informed of the procedure and reminded why he is being punished. He is then ordered to strip completely and put a towel around his waist. He will remain in the robe, seated in front of everyone throughout the service awaiting his punishment.
The young man, whose smooth white buns now faced me, had been caught by his mother eerier in the week as he spilled his seed. Knowing that onaism was a sin, she had watched him for 10 minutes as he lay in bed rubbing his organ until it was fully erect. Her revulsion and embarrassment rose as he continued until his member stiffened further and his hips rose from the bed as his body tensed with sinful pleasure. Seconds later, she watched in horror as his white ejaculate spurted from the tight, deep red head of his penis and landed on his chest and stomach, some actually hitting the wall 3 feet behind. She was horrified. At first she couldn't believe it, so she secretly watched him do the same for the next 3 nights. Finally, she told his father and they watched together, in absolute revulsion, as he did it the following 2 nights.
The young sinner had appeared before me with his parents on Saturday. After I was informed of his transgressions, I decided that I would put him to a test. I ordered him to strip naked and sit on my desk in front of his parents with his legs spread. He did so reluctantly. I got out a bottle of hand lotion, which I kept conveniently in my drawer, and poured some in his hand and on his soft organ and told him to stimulate himself. He began halfheartedly, but could not achieve an erection. However, I sensed Satan held him so I set out to prove it. I put some lotion in my right hand and some on the fingers of my left. I told him to get on all fours on top of my desk, his bottom facing his parents. I then grabbed his organ with my right hand, pulled it back so that the head was pointing at his parents and slowly, while milking him, inserted 2 fingers in his anus. Within seconds he became erect and started to moan. He became so excited that he pumped his bum into my fingers and his hard penis into my hand. Seconds later, I felt his bunghole tighten around my fingers, his penis became even harder in my hand his body stiffened and toes curled as he lost all control and shot several streams of sperm on the floor, my hand, and desk. His mother jumped when the first load spurted from his organ, just barely missing her. I noticed her breathing hard, with a flushed face, obviously in disgust. Her father was being tempted with evil, judging by the bulge in his pants.@Obviously, this was a serious case. The young fellow was informed that he would be publicly caned after services the next day.
Now I could see this same long organ and its 2 oval companions as it hung between his spread legs, just below his upturned buttocks. Moments before, the Sunday service had ended and he had been asked to stand up in front and confess his sins.
"Tell everyone why you are being punished son. Confess before man and the Lord and your sins will be forgiven, after, of course, you are punished."
His face turned a deep red as he started, ''I was caught masturbating by my mother.''
"Continue son in detail."
"I was in my bed and Satan came upon me and tempted me. I removed my shorts, put some lotion on my hand and privates and became erect. Then I stroked it until I came.''
"How long have you been doing this son?"
"For 4 or 5 years sir, almost every night."
"And what do you think of when you are lying there in such a state. In particular when you feel your organ stiffen and you spill your seed in direct defiance of the Lord's will?"
"Other boys, Reverend."
The congregation gasped in horror and disgust. The words "faggot,"
"queer bastard,"
"fairy,"
"poofter," and "fry in hell pussy boy," were muttered amongst those who had been washed in the blood.
"Boys? Don't you know that the Lord has forbidden man to lay with man? That homo_s_e_x_uality is a deadly vice for your body and soul?''
''Yes, sir, but Satan has power over me that I can't avoid.''
''Son, we are here to help you with that. Drop the towel then apologize and ask forgiveness to your parents''
He slowly and embarrassedly removed his purple towel and neatly folded it and placed it on the floor. With his hands in front of his privates, he stood nude before 40 worshipping Christians and apologized. For 5 minutes. I figured he was trying to delay events somewhat.
"Now, turn around, spread your feet as far apart as possible and bend over and grab your ankles. Keep your back and legs as straight as you can. I want your bottom high and tight.''
Tears began to well in his eyes as he assumed the exposed, humiliating position. I felt Satan begin to fondle my own male appendage as I gazed upon his naked body, focusing on his butt cheeks, and the puckered pinkish-brown hole which was now fully visible in the cleft between them. The fact that this young man was so possessed of evil that he threatened my own manliness only made me more determined. Two of the larger men stood near the young backslider in order to restrain him if need be.
"Let us pray for this young man,'' I said, and then led the church in prayer as he waited nude for the strokes of the cane to begin.
"Are you ready son?"
''Yes, reverend,'' he said with a tremble in his voice.
I raised the cane, and with as much power as I could muster, laid it right in the middle of his buttocks, striking both cheeks. He let out a muffled moan. Again I struck, this time where butt cheeks meet thigh. Now, a yelp. I continued after a short pause striking again and again. Soon he was screaming and crying; his burning buttocks alternately expanding and contracting as each stroke landed, more fully exposing the orifice hidden between, as the congregation shouted ''Halleluiah! Praise the Lord!''
After about 10 strokes he had to be restrained, but he still tried to move his dancing rear out of the way, kicking and screaming
"Beg the Lord for mercy son, for you shall get none from me.''
All in all, I gave him nearly 40 strokes, his bottom was welted and cut and bleeding in some places. At the end, I had him remain nude in position while we all joined in singing, "That Old Rugged Cross".
It has been 2 weeks now, and although his mother watches him in secret while he bathes or is in bed, so far she has not caught him in sin. Yesterday, however she came up with a brilliant plan to test if Satan still has him. She is going to go into his bedroom, pull down his shorts and apply lotion to his organ and stroke it to see if it hardens and ultimately ejaculates. (I suggested his father tempt him too.) Should Satan grab him again, he will be back in church on Sunday, his buttocks bent and bared before the Lord. Better his bum burn in church than his soul in hell.