This is a tribute to my dear friend Jim G. who passed away recently. He was a good friend who was very kind over many years to share his experiences and enjoyment of corporal punishments. Here's for you Jim.

I always carry this 8 1/2" X 11" notebook in my truck. It is a three ring binder and is 1" thick of pictures of guys being jacked offed and spanking scenes that I have given to others. Also in this book is a collection of my paddles, straps etc.

I carry this album on the seat of my truck when I am driving. The other day this really good looking stud was hitchhiking on the highway up here towards my house. I picked him up. He was alone and on his way to go camping in the mountains nearby.

As he entered the truck he saw the notebook and moved it to the middle of the seat. "Don't want to sit on that," he laughed, (he was very friendly. "It's probably filled with important papers." He stated. "No, just pictures,"I stated non-chalontly. Well the cover has a sign on it which states clearly: Adult Material. I looked over at him. "Well, I am over 18," he assured. I laughed-it was obvious he was in his early 20's. "Sure," I replied, "just don't be offended at what you see." I added. "Don't worry," he grinned broadly. "Nothing offends me-hell, I've done most everything."

Needless to say, his comment and interest in the book peaked my imagination and the surge in the front of my Levi's grew as we drove. He had on a pair of tight cut-offs and from the bulge rising in his crotch as he looked at the book, I knew and was sure that he had no shorts on.

"Live near here?" he asked still surveying the pictures. "About 1/2 mile up," I replied. "Got a cold beer?" he asked. "Sure", I replied. "I sure could go for one-it's been a long hot way hitch hiking," he stated and added politely,"if that is all right with you, sir?" "It's fine," I replied. We drove to the house.

We got out of the pick up and walked towards the house. He was still looking at the book as we entered the house. We each had a cold beer once we entered and he finally set the book down. "Wow, that's a neat collection of pictures," he stated. "Thanks," I replied and added, "most of them were taken right here." "Wow, I need to be straightened out every once in awhile myself-just like today-I skipped work and lied to my boss about why I did skip work. I'm really getting bad." the young guy stated. "I know how to handle that type of problem though you would have trouble sitting comfortably for a day or so," I assured him. "I think that is exactly what I need," he replied in a solemn voice.

"Want another beer before you get it?" I asked. "Yes, please sir," he replied. I got him another beer. We sipped our second beers together and talked about how he had run away from home at 15, hit the streets of L. A. and experienced all that a kid of that age should experience and more in _s_e_x_ and spanking. Then he got to Washington and fell in love with the beauty of the state. Finally went through High School and 2 years of Vocational Tech School. Had a good job, but missed discipline and someone who cared.

The young man really bared his soul to me feeling very much at ease in doing so. I seem to have an ore surrounding me that makes guys like this feel comfortable talking with about discipline and _s_e_x_ as well as their personal problems.

We finished the beers and he picked up both of our empty cans and threw them into the trash. Then he asked me, "What do you think I deserve to be spanked with sir?" I looked at the firm bulge in the front of his Levi's cut-offs and at his creamy legs and thighs, then I told him, "come over here," He complied.

I put my arms around him and he melted in my arms, throwing his arms around me. "Son you need a sound whipping." I replied. "Here is how I will do it." I added. "I 'm going to take you into the bedroom in those tight cut-offs, remove your t-shirt and shoes, place you across my lap and give you a firm warm-up spanking with my hand. Then I am going to get out the paddles and make you choose one, get back across my lap and since you're not wearing jockey shorts, obviously, give you a firm paddling. Then I will lead you out to the woodshed, close and secure the door and let you choose a strap from my collection and after handing it to me, you will have your cut-offs lowered and removed for being secured to the whipping horse, secure you down and lecture you on your job behavior, as I rub and massage your cute bare ass cheeks, prior to your whipping with the strap. After I finished with the strap, I will turn you loose from the horse and take you over my lap for five--10 more spanks with my hand. Then I am going to rub your bare blistered ass with my palm and stand you up, jack you off in a masculine guy to guy session and shoot one hell of a hot load of cum".

The head of his hard _c_o_c_k_ now protruded below his right thigh material of his cut-offs, showing a nice firm _c_o_c_k_ head. He stated that sounded great to him though he added that he was sure he would have trouble sitting down comfortably for the next day or so-but that he deserved it and needed it.

Well, the spanking was given just as I told him it would be. He was nearly in tears as I gave him the last lash of the heavy 2 tail strap that my own Dad used on me many times.

I released him from the horse and put the strap away. His hands flew back to rub his very red striped ass cheeks. His young _c_o_c_k_ was limp from the pain in his ass. He didn't resist however, when I led him over and placed him across my lap for his ending hand spanking. Our _c_o_c_k_s were together across my lap and as I rubbed and massaged his sore butt cheeks his _c_o_c_k_ grew and of course my _c_o_c_k_ was fully ready to explode with the excitement of his spanking at my hand. I finally rubbed some soothing baby oil onto his blistered ass, which he loved.

I had stripped naked also, , when I stripped the guy to go over the horse. He was now laying over my naked thighs and throbbing _c_o_c_k_. I let him up and he immediately embraced me.