True stories can be stranger and sometimes more fun then fiction, after all who wants to only dream when reality can be a blast!
Let me start by telling you about Charlie. Charlie is a Cowboy, (yes even in a cosmopolitan area like Washington DC we get an occasional Cowboy). Charlie spends all his free time with his horses, riding hard and being more at home on the saddle then most people are behind their desks. But there comes a time when you want something more then a saddle against your backside; this is when Charlie comes to me!
My name is Ed, and from outward appearances I am just your normal type guy, 6 ft 175 lbs., mustache and short hair, beyond appearances I tend to know my way around a mans body, and enjoy changing the color of a mans backside like the changing of the leaves in the fall.
Well to get to the point of the story, Charlie called me up yesterday at work and, as usual, being the owner of a small coffeehouse my schedule was crazy, but something in the sound of his voice had me agreeing to see him that same day.
"Ok Charlie, I don't have time to take you anywhere else but why not come by here" I said, quickly going through my daily schedule and trying to work out time.
"Yes Sir I have to run by the bank and I'll be right there"
Charlie showed up less then an hour later, right during shift change at my coffeehouse, his smile was spread as wide as it could be across his seasoned face, the sparkle in his eyes even brought a smile to my face. Charlie is as short as I am tall, he's about 5'8 and has a body that most men half his age would envy. The clothes he wore showed Charlie's body off nicely, his jeans seamed to be painted on him, his shirt had no alligator instead he looked just as if he had rode his horse in and parked it on the patio, even his hat seemed covered with dust and broken in from many hours on horseback.
"Have a seat Charlie, I'll be right with you, Need a cup of coffee?" I said as he sat at the counter, "Sure" Charlie said with his eyes sparkling and showing his longing of what was to come. My business partner had picked this afternoon to be on time forcing me to leave Charlie cooling his heals at the counter while I dealt with business and the on coming staff.
"Ok Ken" I said to my business partner, "I'm going to put this delivery away and take an inventory for tomorrows delivery, and turning to Charlie I said " Care to give me a hand?"
Charlie smiled and said "sure" as he leaped off his barstool and headed out the side door and grabbed an arm load and headed down the stairs, You see this wasn't Charlie's first visit with me, he knew right away where we where headed and what was going to happen. And so he hustled to get everything down stairs. While I ducked my head around the counter and told Ken I would be back up in about 15 minutes.
Charlie was waiting patiently for me downstairs, his smile once again covering his face perhaps in an effort to hide his nervousness.
"Ok Charlie, Get me a chair from that stack over there" I said as we walked to the back of the basement. "You've been needing this for a while haven't you?"
" I guess I have" he smiled in return
"Well then time to get across my knees then boy"
Charlie took off his hat and put in on top of the dehumidifier and proceed to lie across my lap.
Swat
Swat
Swat
I began before feeling his back pockets,
"You trying to add a little padding here boy?" I asked as I pulled out his wallet from one side and his money clip from the other
"Guess I was" he replied with that little _s_h_i_t_ eating grin of his.
"You know that just won't do," I said as I once again began warming his ass.
Charlie's ass is great, firm and compact from hours on one saddle or another and the tight jeans covered it framed it nicely but after about 30 or 40 swats on his quickly warming ass I wanted a little closer contact.
"Charlie, Get up" I said as I helped him to his feet and reached over to undo his belt buckle and open his pants. Underneath his pants where the same shorts he wore the first time we met, like briefs but longer, just shy of being long johns, they covered him enough to keep my thoughts on what I was doing, but not enough to make them stay long,
Swat
Swat
Swat,
Swat,
I was quickly starting to set fire to this cowboy's ass, his body twisting on my lap and his legs bound by the jeans around his ankles kept trying to kick.
"Like that boy, been needing that ass warmed for a while haven't you? " I said going into a rapid fire warming
"Ouch Sir! Yes Sir!"
I kept up the pace as he struggled against the warmth slowly spreading across his ass.
Swat
Swat
Swat His whole body moved attempting to struggle of my lap and out of the path of my hand until I finally stopped.
"Stand up boy" I said and helped him up, his face was flush from being over my knee and his eyes showed me that tears where not far away I looked him in the eyes and slowly lowered his shorts down to meet his pants. "You ready Boy?"
Charlie sniffled as he nodded his eyes and body showing more then any words could say as I lowered him once again over my knees. Charlie showed me he was enjoying himself by shoving his hard _c_o_c_k_ into my leg as I began to once again give him what he came for.
Swat
Swat
Swat
Charlie once again started to wiggle and struggle to a point that I reached underneath him and grabbed hold of his _c_o_c_k_ and balls in one hand and looped one of my legs over his.
Bamn
Bamn
Bamn
His ass was as red as his face was.
Bamn,
Bamn,
Bamn,
I continued this pace for a while till I finally had to stop.
"Ok Charlie, this round is over!"I said as I pulled him up off my lap, his eyes where wet and the heat from his backside could be felt in the air around it as he rose. "Now I want you to stand right here at this beam, put your nose to it and keep your hands away from your ass while I take my inventory."
Charlie did exactly as he was told as I tended to business then told him to pull up his pants. Charlie looked just like a little boy trying to hide his embarrassment as he quickly pulled up his shorts and tucked his still hard _c_o_c_k_ into them,
" I will see you upstairs boy"
"Yes sir!"
Charlie took about two minutes to pull himself together before coming back upstairs and sitting back at the counter, in the meantime my lover had arrived and was talking to me about our plans for the afternoon, two friends were to meet us that afternoon for a trip to a local amusement park and thank goodness were running late,
"Stephen," I said putting my face a little closer to my lovers ear, "This is Charlie, a friend of mine, care to take him downstairs and warm his backside?"
My partner and I have been together for almost 14 years now and he knows me at times better then I know myself.
"Sure why not" he whispered back to me.
"Charlie, this is my lover Stephen, if he tells you to do something, do it"
"Yes Sir" Charlie replied his gaze moving to Stephen.
I was called away to attend to something and Charlie placed his order for a sandwich and when I turned around, his sandwich was at the counter and Charlie was no place to be found, but then again, neither was Stephen.
Business took my attention away for a while and forgetting what was going on I asked my business partner Ken to run down and fetch something from downstairs, Ken took off out the back door and down the stairs to bring something up, he came up empty handed with a smile on his face. It seems like the basement was occupied, and he quickly looked for what I needed and came right back up. A few minutes later, Stephen came back in with Charlie in tow. Both of them wearing the same _d_a_m_n_ _s_h_i_t_ eating grin.
" You two ok?" I asked between answering the phone and dealing with another customer.
"Fine hun" was Stephen's response and Charlie just smiled and gently eased himself up onto his seat.
"Good, now sit down and eat your sandwich! And you had better clean your plate little boy!" I said to Charlie, fully aware that most people can't eat a full sandwich from the coffeehouse and Charlie wasn't that big, I guess I was just looking for another reason for a trip downstairs. Charlie ate most of his sandwich, his smile never leaving his well worn face, then getting to the last quarter of it, he asked "If I don't finish it do I get taken downstairs again?"
Charlie is a pig sometimes, and this was one of those times, I just looked at him and didn't bother with a response, the no _s_h_i_t_ look on my face said it all.
Charlie suddenly decided he was stuffed and couldn't eat another bite and pushed his plate away.
"Ok Charlie, you know what that means!"
"Yes Sir!,"
Charlie immediately headed out the door and down the steps to wait as I finished one last detail and followed him down. Now the basement serves many functions, one of which is a storage place for donations for local charities. So as I passed a stack of boxes on my way to Charlie I picked up a large tennis shoe.
"Charlie this is it for today" I said, "I need to get out of here soon, I have friends coming in just a few minutes" Charlie just nodded and once again removed his hat, wallet and clip and placed them out of the way before falling over my knees.
I began slowly over the seat of his jeans, even through the two layers of cloth I could tell that Stephen had done a good job on him, so a long warm up wasn't really necessary.
"Ok Boy, time to drop the pants" Charlie rose from my lap and raised his hands over his head so that I could easily push his jeans back down to his ankles. "Now over" was all I needed to say before I found him in my lap, His hot ass raised up, tempting me to new hights!
Smack
Smack
Smack
I started at a good clip, bound and determined that tears would fall this time and each swat brought the tears closer to his eyes and just before they started I stopped.
"Get up Charlie"
Charlie got up and I quickly lowered his shorts down to his ankles, and lightly pushed him back into position. His ass was a nice candy apple red by now as I softly touched it, feeling the heat rise and noticing again his _c_o_c_k_ pressed into my thigh.
Smack
Smack
Smack
Smack
It didn't take to many swats to get him moving, and soon he was all over my lap,
"Boy, Raise up!" I barked at him, forcing his body up to a point that I could once again grab around the base of his _c_o_c_k_ and balls, then pulling him back down by them I threw my leg over his. "Hmmm, Nice belt boy" I said as I reached down to his pants and pulled his own belt out of the loops and proceeded to beat his ass with it.
Slap, went the belt, forcing Charlie to jump as far as his _c_o_c_k_ and balls would let him,
Slap
Slap
Slap.
I kept a steady pace, each stroke hitting a different area, each one making him jump.
Slap
Slap
Slap.
Charlie's ass was bright red before I stopped with the belt, you could see the relief in his body movements. The tears that he had held back were clear in his sighs. But Charlie should have remembered that I'm no pushover. I held him by his _c_o_c_k_ and balls while I reached down and grabbed the old tennis shoe. I don't know if you have ever been beaten with a tennis shoe but the Womp of the shoe can be worse then any paddle.
Womp!
Womp!
Womp!
Charlie's ass was moving across my lap, trying to find any position away from each oncoming Womp, but each one found his mark as the tears became a wailing. After about 40 Womps I decided he needed to stop for a second and get his wind back. So I dropped the shoe in front of him and just let him rest over my knee for a few moments.
"You ok there boy, You take all you can handle yet?" Charlie continued with his tears, his voice too caught up with crying to respond to me.
"Ok Boy, I'm going to give you fifty more with the hand then we're done, but I want these counted!"
"Yes Sir,"he replied his voice barely audible threw his tears.
"One Sir" came out at the first blow, my hand not only reaching his target but lingering, almost cupping his flaming red ass.
"Two Sir" he cried
"Three"
"Four"
"Five"
Each cry grew fainter, muffled with his tears as I slowly drew it all to a close.
"Fifty Sir," Charlie finally croaked out. His voice filled with tears for so long that it sounded just like a little boy, so just like a little boy I helped him up and sat him up on my lap, his face was a map of tears, and his eyes no longer sparkled with mischief but instead tried to hid from me the tears that where still trying to fall.
"You did good boy"
"Thank you Sir"
I gathered my Cowboy up into my arms, letting him cry, softly rubbing his back and ass, "Go ahead boy, let `em out" I said as he continued to cry
Charlie cried in my arms for about 5 minutes before I stood him up and let him pull up his underwear and jeans, and about 5 minutes later he was ready to face the world again, a little sore, but with a release he hadn't had in quite a while.
I smiled at him as he left, promising to call me today and possibly getting together again tonight. Who says cowboys don't cry....