Welll on time, at about a quarter to nine, Johnny rang at the vicarage. He had not slept well, had been fully awake round five o'clock, worrying about the punishment.
The vicar let him in and directed him to the living room. To his surprise his friend Timothy stood in the corner, buck naked, his bright red bottom a silent witness of the vicar's early morning activities.
"Tell us, Johnny, what brings you here?"
"Err... because I've been naughty Sir, and... uhm... you accepted not to tell my dad."
"And what do you expect to happen now?"
"I.. I... I'm going to get a sp... spanking, like you gave Timothy?"
"Well, you indeed will be spanked, but that's just to prepare your bottom for the more serious works. But I can guarantee both of you, before we have finished, your bums will suffer more than you can imagine at present."
He pointed at a chair. "You may prepare your self. Put your clothes, neatly folded, over this chair."
Johnny did as told, squatting down he took of his shoes and socks, put them under the chair. He lifted his shirt over his shoulders, and finally after a short hesitation, his vest.
"I'm ready, Sir." The boy stood with only his undies on.
"I don't think so! Your punishment would have more effect if you were completely naked. Come closer and stand facing me."
Reluctant Johnny stepped forward and stood before the vicar, fully aware that he was in very serious trouble. His heart beat wildly and his stomach turned a flip as he understood the man intended to uncover his privates.
"Sorry Sir, I don't want to be naked. My dad always spanks on my underpants, and I can assure you it hurts like the dickens!"
"Johnny, when I tell you to do something, I dont want a discussion. In view of your naughty comportment yesterday, you need to be taught a good lesson. I don't see any extenuating circumstances that would warrant letting you off easy. The fact of you feeling so embarrassed by getting a spanking while you are completely nude confirms my view that it will add an extra dimension to your punishment. I'm sure it most certainly will teach you some humility."
The vicar took hold of the waistband and stripped him of his underpants. A quick glance learned him that unlike Timothy, this boy had not yet sprouted any pubic hair. He told Timothy to turn, facing him and comparing the two lads he noticed Johnny's genitals were much smaller then the other boy's equipment.
Johnny had never been spanked totally naked before. He felt extremely vulnerable being depantsed like he were a small toddler. He was deeply ashamed when he noticed his friend as well as the vicar were glaring at *that* part of his anatomy.
"Bend over and lie across my lap", the vicar ordered.
Happy that his genitals would disappear from view the boy nearly jumped in position, his pubes pressing over the man's sturdy thighs. His tanned young body showed an excellent muscle structure for his age. His well-defined, creamy white bottom cheeks stuck upward presenting a beautiful and most inviting target.
The vicar adjusted the boy's position, jackknifing him over his knee, so that the boy's hands were touching the floor, supporting the weight of his upper body. His hipbones rested on the man's left knee, his slender legs wiggling in the air. The man studied the proffered buttocks and came to the conclusion they were quite nice, although not of the same category as Timothy's beauties.
The kid expected the thrashing to begin any second now, but to his astonishment and shame, the man cupped the two halve moons and started to squeeze them gently, fingertips occasionally gliding tentatively along the deep cleft separating the twin hillocks. He really enjoyed the feel of the virginal velvet soft skin, whilst a little pressure here and there confirmed the flesh of the cheeks was very resilient.
Preparing the target for the slaps that soon would colour the boy's chubby bum, he massaged the young flesh, knowing from earlier experience this would awake the nerve endings, making the buttocks extra-sensitive. Considering what would be in store for him if his dad were filled in about his misbehaviour, the boy didn't dare to protest, not even when after some time the massage changed into plain caresses. The vicar relished to fondle this supple boy flesh, knowing what a contrast the boy would feel, once he started to inflict serious pain to the delightful tender hillocks. Years ago, when he was a prefect at college he had discovered that he loved whipping young boys' bottoms, and this boy's prominent buttocks were absolutely crying out for a good thrashing.
The man noticed Johnny's body trembled as he expected the spanking to begin, but he made him wait an other minute before he smacked his hand across that well pushed-up round little bottom. Spank after hard spank rained down on the beautiful buttocks, which immediately gained a nice red hue. The boy squirmed and wiggled his ass, trying to escape the painful smacks.
Timothy took advantage of the fact the vicar hadn't told him to face the wall again. Silently watching the events he didn't understand his feelings. Whilst he felt very sorry for his friend he also enjoyed seeing Johnny getting his butt peppered. Amused he watched how at each firm slap the supple round cheeks bounced and wobbled back and forth. Soon he felt a special stirring in his crotch while his pecker jumped to attention and grew more erect with each spank.
Johnny's backside was throbbing with the pain and big tears were already running down his cheeks. He began to move his right hand in order to protect his poor bottom but was rebuffed when the man placed his arm in a way that made it impossible for him to reach back to his increasingly reddening bottom. He writhed and squirmed uselessly. With his nude body pushed down towards the floor and his bare behind arched over the right knee, he began to feel more like a nine year old and after a while he didn't care if he acted like one.
The next smack hit him hard, and low. His whole body jerked and he howled in pain and surprise. The vicar knew the kid's bottom must have been hurting like crazy. In contrast with the heavy pain he was inflicting to the boy, the sound of flesh slapping young delicate flesh was pure music to the Reverend's ears and a shiver of intense pleasure coursed through his spine.
Thirteen year old Timothy was having the most erotic time of his young life. Although he was completely naked in the rather cool room his body felt hot, as if he had a fever. He watched in fascination how the vicar spanked his friend thoroughly. He enjoyed the wild jiggles of those attractive buttocks and fantasized about having the lewd nude body of his friend over his own lap, spanking those protruding orbs. The redder the bum became, the more his young penis gained in length and circumference.
His excitement increased by several units on the Richter scale when the vicar told Johnny to spread his legs as wide as he could. Fascinated he watched the cleavage opening so wide he could clearly see his friend's light brown hole. Suddenly Timothy's foreskin retracted completely, uncovering the red tip. Being a pre-adolescent for once held a big advantage! Without touching his privates he had enjoyed two dry orgasms already.
Meantime the throbbing pain in his bum had changed into an pleasant mild tingle radiating through his cleft, contributing a nice stimulus to his excitement. When the vicar's hand slapped into the crack of Johnny's butt, straight on his puckered hole, he felt kind of electric waves flashing up and down his tummy, making his juvenile testicles to swell as if they were to burst any second now. The erotic feelings in his pubic area were driving him crazy with pleasure. His little wiener became a full staff. A raging fire was building up in his tummy and to his delight a new orgasm erupted, sweeping over his young body with spasms, sending streams of fire through his brain. It felt like his young inexperienced joystick was exploding, but his balls were still not producing any sperm. Only a tiny drop of precum appeared at the opening of the swollen glans.
The vicar ended this first part of Johnny's punishment by landing some more spanks into that sensitive cleavage. The boy acknowledged receipt of the message, howling like a wolf cub: "AAaaHOOOOOOOO! AAaaHOOOOOOOO! AAaaHOOOOOOOO!"
Lucky for him it was over, the man helped him to stand next to Timothy. He chuckled when he saw the two rigid penises pointing at him like their owners were about to call "hands up".
"I want both of you to go upstairs to the bathroom and take a good shower as preparation for the next session of your punishment."
Thanks
for the nice comments I got from several readers. I'll try to publish
the next part asap.
Jacques