Things had changed for the better around the house. Uncle Rod no longer believed each and every word out of Alex's mouth, and he began to realize that he may have been wrong about me all those times.

Now, when Alex and I were together and something went wrong, if it was a case of I said vs. what Alex said, Uncle Rod was now believing me. He was even feeling comfortable enough to spank Alex from time to time!

About two weeks after the big revelation, Uncle Rod thought it would be fun if we went to the Circus. I asked him if Alex could come along and he said fine, but "only if he behaves himself." The trust he once had for that little blond spawn of satan had flown out the window.

It was me and Alex and Chipper and Brandon and Brandon's sister, Brandy (I know, that was lame...a brother and sister named "Brandon and Brandy." Shhheeesh!) Uncle Rod had the patience of a saint that night. All of us were on fire (so to speak), and we were more rowdy than normal.

We had the best time! It had been years since I went to the circus, and the fact that it was with my uncle, cousin and Alex made it just the best experience. Maybe too great...it just wouldn't last (HEY! You didn't think I'd actually make it through a story without someone getting spanked!!! Especially MOI!)

I'm not sure if it was me yelling at the high wire person, "DON'T LOOK DOWN!" or Alex pegging peanuts at the back of a bald guy's head, but finally Uncle Rod had had enough!!

"Boys!" Rod yelled. "Come with me!"

Alex and I bugged our eyes out. We didn't want to go anywhere, and I think we had a psychic link that day that if we didn't move from out seats, our seats wouldn't end up burning! There was no way he would spank us there in the grandstand of a CIRCUS!!!

"Are you two coming or what?!" he yelled again.

Our hearts were racing. This was so unfair! We were just being kids! We stayed put, neither giving in to this tyrant of a man.

"All right then," Rod said, now looking at my cousin. "Chipper, I want you and Brandon to grab them and bring them with me to the men's room."

Our hearts sunk. We looked at the three older kids (Brandy was technically older, even if it was by a year), as Chip and Brandon grabbed a hold of us by the scruff of our neck and marched us to the bathroom. I was so humiliated! I wanted to scream bloody murder right then and there, thinking maybe SOMEONE would come to my poor ass's defence!

Not a chance. Within a minute we were in the men's room. As it would be our luck, there was a fold up chair in the corner, that Rod took out and set up. This was the worst. Spanked in a stinky, gross men's room, with men and boys coming and going! This was even worse than that time at the beach, or the swim meet or even the Stuckey's!

I was brought over first. Brandon and Chip stood on either side of Alex, so he wouldn't go away. I leaned over Uncle Rod's lap, holding he would get this over with fast.

Within seconds he had my pants and underpants down to my ankles. Then came the first SPANK! Then another! Then Another!!THEN ANOTHER! And before I knew it, he was striking my naked butt so faqst and so hard, all I could think about was yelling as loud as I could.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!!!

Occasionally I would look up at all the people standing around watching this poor, pathetic sight. How many other kids had to go through this, I wondered. I bet not that many!!

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!!

Then as quickly as he started, Uncle Rod was done beating me. He stood me up, pulled up my britches, and then yanked Alex over his lap for an encore.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

MAN! That was almost worth it, as Alex got his bare bum beaten bright red by my uncle. He was yelling louder than I was, I think. Maybe it was just the accoustics in the public bathroom.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!

Alex was squirming an pleading and gasping for air. I know he was thinking this might count as his "public spanking" (he owed me three spankings, you see, including one that was public), but he wouldn't get off THIS easy!!

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I stopped rubbing my butt through my jeans when I noticed across the room Scott McFadden, one of our classmates at school! AH _s_h_i_t_! This was just the worst! Scotty saw us getting spanked!

SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!!

Alex was now heaving deeply, almost like he was some sort of foghorn. AND SCOTT WAS WATCHING THE WHOLE THING! _d_a_m_n_! For some reason I was all right with the idea of a bunch of perfect strangers watching Rod's lil' hand party on our butts, but the fact that someone I went to school with...well, that really sucked!

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

Rod finished abusing Alex's ass and stood him up. For a moment he stood there and rubbed his bare ass, oblivious that everyone there was checking out his chubby little one inch pecker that was flopping about. When he did realize that he was giving an additional show he pulled them up quickly, and at that moment spotting SCOTT!!

We left the bathroom without saying anything to each other or to Scott. Brandon and Chip gave Brandy a blow-by-blow account of what happened. She seemed sympathetic at first, but as the description went on she exclaimed how she wish she had seen that!

Needless to say, Alex and I were perfect gentlemen, and the rest of the afternoon behaved very well. We eventually enjoyed the circus, although as we left we felt the stairs of those that had seen us at our worst.

(Needless to say, the story beat us to school on Monday - thanks to that _s_h_i_t_ head Scott, EVERYONE at the school knew all about it!- UGH! The shame of it all!!!)