Marvin Part IV


by Hubert Armstrong <Punkbot@hotmail.com>

On Saturday afternoon, my friend Marvin invited me over to his house to play. His 9-year-old cousin Randy was visiting and I think he wanted some company his own age. I ran over as fast as I could. I always loved spending time with Marvin. I had never met his cousin, but I remembered Marvin telling me about the time that the two of them had been spanked by Randys father while hiking and how much hed enjoyed watching Randy get it. I was looking forward to putting a face (and butt) to the story. Marvin and Randy were outside when I got there, kicking a soccer ball around the back yard. I could see the family resemblance right away. Randy had a round, chubby butt just like Marvins and the same color hair. His Georgia accent was not as strong as his family had moved here a couple of years before Marvins, but it was still there. I noticed Marvins Uncle Ronald sitting of the porch watching us play, but he didnt say anything so we werent introduced. Soccer isnt really a game for three people, but we set up three different goals for each of us and decided that the first person to have eleven goals scored against him would loose. Soon we were in the thick of the game. Despite being younger, Randy was quite competitive and the score stayed nearly even as things moved along. I had nine goals and both Marvin and Randy were tied with ten. Marvin had the ball and charged Randys goal, delivering a mighty kick. Randy dived for it, but it went past him and Marvin raised his hands in triumph. I could see Randy was mad about losing as he got up off the ground. He went over to the ball and suddenly kicked it just as hard as Marvin had done. Too bad for him that his aim wasnt as good. I dont know where he was trying to kick it, but Im sure that it wasnt the back window. Marvins Uncle Ronnie jumped up out of his chair in shock as he heard the bursting glass. The three of us just froze, too stunned to do anything.

"Randy!" he said, "I saw that! Why did you kick the ball that way?"

Randy didnt have anything to say, just stood there with his arms by his sides, his mouth hanging open.

"I didnt mean to!" he finally said, finding his voice as his father advanced on him. Marvin took my arm and started to pull me away. I was surprised and disappointed by this as it seemed likely that Randy was about to be spanked and I wanted to see it. Marvin was way ahead of me, though.

"Hurry," he said when we were out of earshot. He let me in the front door and then into a closet.

"Be as quiet as you can," he said as he pulled down a ladder from the ceiling and ascended into the attic. I followed him, now very interested. I saw him tiptoeing towards the back of the house until he got to an old mattress and lay down. With seconds, I was laying next to him. He was silently pointing to a grill that right at the edge of the mattress. It must have been from a heating system or something and was no longer used. I could see right down into a bedroom.

"Its the guest room," Marvin said, "Lets watch!"

Sure enough, just a few seconds after we got into position, Marvins Uncle Ronnie came in leading a very reluctant and crying Randy. He was scolding him, telling him how careless hed been to kick the ball that way, but hed be sorry because now he was going to be spanked! Just the thought of it was making my little dick hard and I could tell it was doing the same thing for Marvin. Randy was being made to take his shirt and pants off and was soon naked except for his white cotton underpants. Uncle Ronnie put him over his knee and then, much to our excitement, pulled down his briefs. Randy was going to be spanked on his bare bottom and I was going to get to watch!

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! went Uncle Ronnies hand on his sons little bare butt. Neither of then knew that there were four eyes glued on them, watching all the action. I could tell it was a hard spanking by how loud Randy was yelping each time his daddy spanked him. The mattress was moving slightly and I looked over and saw that Marvin was humping it so I started to do the same thing.

Randys spanking only lasted a couple of minutes. After it was over, he was told to stand in the corner and not put any clothes on. His dad told him that when Marvins parents came home, hed have to go out and tell them he was sorry and that hed have to be naked so that they could see that hed been spanked properly for it. As we looked at Randy standing nude in the corner softly crying and rubbing his red little fanny, Marvin turned on his side and unzipped his pants. I knew what he wanted so I did the same thing and let him jerk me off while I did him. It didnt take long before we both came. Smiling to ourselves, we slipped back down and played quietly, making sure we were strategically placed so when Randy had to come out and apologize wed get another good look at his red bottom and little _c_o_c_k_ and balls.

Marvins daddy and mommy came home about half an hour later. True to his word, Uncle Ronnie made Randy go and tell them what hed done. They were in the kitchen so we pretended to be getting sodas from the fridge as he stammered out an apology, clearly embarrassed to be naked in front of his aunt and uncle. Marvins daddy even made him turn around so he could look at his red butt! I could tell he approved; he and his brother must think alike about spankings. After that, Randy was allowed to get dressed, but he didnt want to play with us anymore and went to his room to sulk. Marvin said that Randy was going to spend all of next weekend with them and maybe wed be able to get him to play daddy and naughty boy with us.


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