DAVID'S DIARY - MONDAY 2ND APRIL Ten and a half today. Back at school - ugh. There's a new PE master who seems really scary. His name's Mr Berts. First thing he did was show us his mega sized plimsoll and say "I never give less than 3". On our way home, me and Chris knocked on the front door of the new people in the Avenue. The man answered. He's called William Straker. He seems very nice. He's about 20 or 21 I should think. He lives with his girlfriend which is pretty daring. She wasn't there, but I saw her yesterday and she's very pretty. I bet she's good in bed!!! Anyway, we said we'd wash his car if he wanted and he said we could. After we'd done it he gave us £1 each. Not such a bad day after all.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - MONDAY 2ND APRIL Just about unpacked all the boxes. Emma's at work today. Thought I wasn't going to see anyone at all, then two schoolboys knocked at the door and offered to wash the car. Was going to say no, but then thought it might be a good way of getting to know people in the neighbourhood. Anyway, they seemed polite and well behaved lads. I particularly took to one called David Abbot. He called me Sir to start with, which made me feel rather old. He's a good-looking boy. I imagine he'll be a wow with the girls when he's a bit older. Rather disturbed, when he was bending over the bonnet of the car, to find an almost irresistible urge to smack his bottom. Haven't thought about spanking boys for ages. Not since Emma came along anyway. But David's small round bum in tight school trousers brought all those feelings back again. Probably overpaid them (£1 each) but they did the job well and I would be happy to let them do it again.
DAVID'S DIARY - THURSDAY 5TH APRIL Mr Berts slippered Tim today. He was only wearing games shorts. Got it in front of us all. Three real scorchers. His bum is quite small, about the same as mine I suppose. The plimsoll was so big that it hit the whole surface. Bright scarlet in the showers afterwards. He said it was ten times worse than Mr Robins. Not looking forward to my first session!!! Walked home on my own today. William (he says I can call him that) was standing by his front door. He called me over and asked if I would like to earn some more money by helping him stack his bookshelves. I jumped at it. He's got masses of books. It took us two hours to finish it. He really is very nice. He knows how to talk to a boy. I even told him about Tim's whacking. Most adults would just be bored by schoolboy chat like that. But he seemed to be really interested (although he was probably pretending so as to be polite). Anyway, he told me about how he used to get the cane when he was a boy. Sounds really painful. I'm glad St Michael's doesn't use the cane - the slipper's bad enough. Mum was furious I was so late. Said I needed a good hiding and if Dad hadn't left us that's exactly what I'd have got.
WILLIAM''S DIARY - THURSDAY 5TH APRIL Putting the house in order seems to take for ever. I don't want to move again for a long time. Had an idea for making it less dreary. Stood outside the house at school going home time. Sure enough, David appeared, on his own this time. I asked him if he wanted to help. He did. He's a good worker. Finished the books in a couple of hours. He chats very easily. Didn't do my blood pressure much good, however, when he told me all about the slippering one of his friends got today. It sounded great. I got him to describe the whole thing. I don't think he was suspicious. When he was bending down to pick up books I kept thinking what a wonderfully whackable bum he's got. I reckon I'm in for a steamy session with Emma tonight.
DAVID'S DIARY - TUESDAY 10TH APRIL Only just avoided Mr Berts's slipper today. Close run thing. I was standing on the vaulting horse about to jump on Ben, just before PE started. Mr Berts came in early. I just managed to stop myself jumping. "What are you doing boy?" he hollered. I said I was just getting in a bit of practice on the vaulting horse. He gave me a funny look and said he'd be keeping an eye on me. William was outside his house again on the way home. He was doing some gardening. I offered to help. He said great. I told him about how cross mum had been last week and said I'd better go and tell her first. She said it was OK. I changed into jeans and a T shirt and went back. He let me cut the grass in his back garden with his petrol mower. It was great. He was really nice again. He said he hoped I hadn't been punished for being late last week. I told him Mum had said I deserved a hiding. He said he hoped she'd got over it by the time Dad got back. So I had to explain about Dad leaving us. He said he was very sorry.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - TUESDAY 10TH APRIL Managed to intercept David again. He agreed to help with the gardening, but it seems he got into trouble with his mother last week when he helped with the books. He got home too late. I said I hoped he hadn't been punished (it's dreadful but that wasn't what I was hoping at all). He told me his mother had said he deserved a hiding. But apparently his father has left them, so there's no one to spank him. I must get to know his mother. Who knows, she might think I could help her when David gets too much of a handful. His bum was looking even better today. He was wearing wonderfully tight jeans. Emma's in for another good session.
DAVID'S DIARY - FRIDAY 13TH APRIL When I got home Mum told me that William had called on her. He came to apologise for making me late when I helped with his books. He said it was all his fault, not mine, which was very kind. She said he seemed a very nice young man. He'd asked me and her round to lunch tomorrow with him and his girlfriend. Can't wait. Thank goodness another week of school is over. And my bum is still unslippered this term. How much longer I wonder!!!!
WILLIAM'S DIARY - FRIDAY 13TH APRIL Dropped in on Julia Abbot today to ask her and David to lunch with us tomorrow. She's a very attractive woman. She must be at least thirty five, but she looks much younger. She said they'd love to come. Emma thinks it's a good idea as well: she says we need to get to know our neighbours.
DAVID'S DIARY - SATURDAY 14TH APRIL It's really hot today, like summer. I decided to wear shorts. Got up late. Wonderful, even if Mum did rant a bit. Lunch with William and Emma was fantastic. We had roast chicken and then ice cream. The grown ups had wine. I had lemonade. William and me played a bit of rugby in the garden afterwards. He's a good player. I really didn't want to go, but Mum said I had to do my homework. William asked what I had to do. I said it was French. Then he asked if I'd like him to help me. He said he wasn't too bad at French. Emma then said he was actually bilingual. Mum said she wasn't sure, because I was really meant to do it on my own. Then he said he wouldn't make it easy for me, but it might help for me to have a bit of extra coaching. That soon changed her mind (the thought that yours truly might have to do even more work). So we agreed that I would go round later. It's six o'clock already. I'm meant to be at William's house for the homework session. I'll finish writing this later. He really made homework seem fun. He didn't just stick to the stuff in the book. He told me all sorts of interesting things about France and French. He even told me some swear words in French (but made me promise not to tell Mr Minton the French master).
WILLIAM'S DIARY - SATURDAY 14TH APRIL All went swimmingly. Julia really is delightful (Emma told me in no uncertain terms that I was not to try and get in her knickers!!). David and I played a bit of rugby. He was wearing wonderfully skimpy white shorts. I did a sort of playful tackle on him and actually managed to get my hand onto his bum. It felt really firm and smackable! The great thing is that Julia is keen on my giving him some extra French tuition. We had a session this evening. He's actually quite bright. I think I'll drop in on Julia next week and suggest that I give him regular extra work.
DAVID'S DIARY - MONDAY 16TH APRIL Felt Mr Berts's slipper today. I got 4 for mucking around in the showers. He didn't even let me put my pants on first! Wow is he hard! My bum was really sore and burning hot. Didn't cry of course. The other boys said it was great watching a bum going redder and redder. When I got home Mum said that William had offered to give me regular extra tuition in French. I don't normally like the idea of more work, but he's so much fun that I'm looking forward to it. I'm going to go round every Tuesday evening for an hour. Mum says I've got to be on my best behaviour. The bad bit is that he will give me some homework to do as well. She says she's asked him to tell her if I don't do it so she can ground me - ugh!
WILLIAM'S DIARY - MONDAY 16TH APRIL Julia is very keen on the extra tuition idea. We agreed on an hour every Tuesday evening (when Emma's at her keep fit class). She said I wasn't to stand any nonsense from him. I said I would probably give him a bit of homework to do. She said that I should tell her if he didn't do it, so she could punish him (which is not really part of my plan!).
DAVID'S DIARY - TUESDAY 17TH APRIL Bum now reached the blue bruising stage. Had first session with William. I told him about my slippering yesterday. He was really sympathetic. So many grown ups forget what it was like to be a child. He's quite different. He even asked whether I had shown off my bum to the other boys afterwards. The French lesson was fun again. I've got some vocab to do at home before next Tuesday.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - TUESDAY 17TH APRIL Good session with David. He really is a quick learner. He got the slipper yesterday. Apparently his bum was bare and he got four. Oh how I wish I could see the end result. Still, can't have everything.
DAVID'S DIARY - WEDNESDAY 18TH APRIL Thought I might do William's homework today. But the telly's too good. I'll do it tomorrow.
DAVID'S DIARY - THURSDAY 19TH APRIL Still haven't done William's homework. There's always tomorrow.
DAVID'S DIARY - FRIDAY 20TH APRIL Still haven't done William's homework. There's always tomorrow.
DAVID'S DIARY - SATURDAY 21ST APRIL Still haven't done William's homework. Washed his car again today. He asked how I was getting on with the vocab. I said it would be done by Tuesday. He reminded me that Mum wants him to tell her if I don't do it.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - SATURDAY 21ST APRIL David did the car today. He clearly hasn't done his homework yet. I reminded him about his mother's desire to be told if he didn't fo it. He made a wonderful face.
DAVID'S DIARY - SUNDAY 22ND APRIL Still haven't done William's homework. There's always tomorrow.
DAVID'S DIARY - MONDAY 23RD APRIL Still haven't done William's homework. There's always tomorrow, between school and going to William's house.
DAVID'S DIARY - TUESDAY 24TH APRIL - PART ONE Oh dear. Managed to get a detention today. That meant I haven't been able to do William's homework (I even thought of begging for the slipper instead). I've just had a quick look at it. It'll take a good hour and I've only got five minutes. Now I'm feeling really bad. William is being so kind to me and I don't even do one lot of homework for him. I know I deserve to be grounded, but that means Mum knowing. I wonder if he could punish me instead. After all, if Dad was still here I'm sure I'd be in for a spanking. I don't see why William shouldn't do it.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - TUESDAY 24TH APRIL - PART ONE I bet he hasn't done his homework. I shall have to tell him off. But then, I think, I'll say that I'm not going to tell his mother this time, but he'd better have the work done by the end of the week - or else! I did toy with the idea of offering him a spanking instead. But I must play this slowly.
DAVID'S DIARY - TUESDAY 24TH APRIL - PART TWO The first thing I said when William opened the door was that I hadn't done my homework and I deserved to be punished. He started to say something, but I rushed on, otherwise I'd have lost my nerve. I said I really didn't want Mum to know and couldn't he give me a really hard spanking instead. He was a bit surprised by that and I could tell that he really didn't want to spank me. I had to go on persuading him for ages. But, thank goodness, he finally gave in. I knew it wouldn't hurt enough if I kept my jeans on, so I took them down without him having to tell me to. We kept my pants on, but they weren't much protection! I got over his knee and gave me six really hard smacks on the bum. It was much harder than Dad ever did, but I know I deserved it. When he'd finished, he said I could go into the bathroom to look at my bum in the mirror. He is so nice. It's not an easy option, but I'm going to work on Mum to let William give me all my punishments in future. After all, I am a boy and I do know I need a man to spank me sometimes. I don't suppose he'll like the idea, so I'll have to be careful how I talk him round. It's funny, but thinking of the spanking is actually giving me a rather nice feeling inside.
WILLIAM'S DIARY - TUESDAY 24TH APRIL - PART TWO I am truly amazed. David actually asked me to spank him for not doing his homework. I had assumed it would take me months to get into this position. I put up quite a good show of pretending that I didn't want to do it, but I gave in eventually. He was wearing his jeans. They show the shape of his bottom terrifically, but the material is a bit thicker than school trousers. I longed to be able to tell him to take them down, but I thought that would make him suspicious. Then, absolutely astoundingly, I saw him actually undoing them and pulling them down. All he wore for the punishment was his tight and very thin underpants. I allowed my hand to rest on them for a few seconds before I started. I could feel the warmth of that perfect firm bottom. As I lifted my hand for the first wallop I could see him tensing for the blow. I gave it all the force I could muster. It must have hurt a lot, judging from how sore it made my hand. I had dreamt so often of what it would be like to spank a boy. It was a thousand times better than I had imagined. He stayed perfectly still throughout and didn't make a sound. I gave him six. At the end I could see the scarlet flesh through the underpants. I again rested my hand on the now hot bum, but only for a matter of seconds. When he got up he clutched those wonderful, but very sore, cheeks with both hands and said it had hurt far more than his father spankings. Then he went off to the bathroom to look at the damage. Oh how I'd have loved to join him. I wonder if there is the slightest chance that I will ever be able to repeat today's performance! I fear not, but I can always live in hope. Emma is due back soon. I think I'll take her straight to bed!!!
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