The rest of the day was almost as fun. We played on the beach for hours and hours. Luckily there were no repeats of what happened more than a year earlier, with me and Chipper and that limey British kid, Pip. Man! That was ugly.

That afternoon, Alex and I were pretty bored, however, so we just went back to the pool at the hotel. Everyone else must have been at the beach; the pool area was deserted. Feeling frisky again, we dared each other to take off out bathing suits and swim naked in the pool. In the middle of the afternoon!! Well, we did it, and let me say that it felt great! MAN! What a rush that was! That cool water, across my naked, little hairless body. Always afraid someone would see. It was the best. So exhillerating. So dangerous. And what was best was no one saw us!

Or so we thought.

That night we were at the hotel watching some lame show on tv, when Rod came in. He was pretty pissed and wanted to know which one of us were the ones who skinny dipped in the pool. I looked over to Alex. We both knew it was a sure fired spanking either way (truth or lying), but we also figured that there could not have been anyway anyone could have proved it. So we denied it.

Moments later, after he went into his room, he returned with two poloroids snapped by some Jock Sturges wannabe us us swimming naked in the pool. One of the ones of Alex was pretty good, too.

_d_a_m_n_! Busted again!!!

Without saying a word, but with tears welling up in our eyes, Alex and I unfastened our swim suits and let them fall to the ground. Mine was still a little wet, and a little snug, so it took a couple of extra yanks to get it over my balls.

Chipper and Brandon didn't say a word, but I knew they were loving this. Rod took us both at the same time across his lap. Alex and I were surprised by this; this was actually kind of cool, laying there, side by naked side, our ass cheeks pressed right up next to each other.

_f_u_c_k_! I didn't know about Alex, but I had a raging hard-on!

SWAT! SWAT! Two quick shots, one one each of our bare butts. SWAT! SWAT! Rod was going pretty quickly, but still made sure... SWAT! SWAT! ...ooooh!...not to skemp on any of the... SWAT! SWAT! ...ahhhh! HAAAAAAAA...! SWAT! SWAT! Alex let out a major wimper. SWAT! SWAT! I tried to focus on everything... SWAT! SWAT! ...butt...I mean BUT the pain... SWAT! SWAT! I finally cried out. "NOOOOOO!" This was so unfair. SWAT! SWAT! "Pleeeeease!" Alex squealed, trying to cover his ass. SWAT! SWAT! Our naked bottoms were beaten so red. SWAT! SWAT! "All right, we're more than half way done," Rod said. SWAT! SWAT! I really started to cry now. SWAT! SWAT! Legs kicking. SWAT! SWAT! Butt clenching. SWAT! SWAT! Tears flowing freely. SWAT! SWAT! Didn't stop my uncle. SWAT! SWAT! Alex was also convulsing next to me. SWAT! SWAT! Oh, man... SWAT! SWAT! ...it hurt so _f_u_c_k_ing much! SWAT! SWAT! Then it was over...almost.

Uncle Rod told Brandon (who had the biggest horn-dogged look on his face) to go into his room and fetch the dreaded paddle. _d_a_m_n_! See! I knew I should have hidden it!!

Alex and I waited and cried and cried like the spanked little children we were. When Brandon returned, Rod promptly put it to work, striking the two of us on the sides where our red ass cheeks touched.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! That paddle did it's familiar dance. SMACK SMACK!! We knew better than lie. SMACK! SMACK! And as soon as he began than. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! It ended.

"And that's not the last of your punishment, boys," Uncle Rod said, standing us up. "Tomorrow we'll have a special treat for the two of you!"

And with that, he left us in different corners. That night Brandon and Chipper were allowed to go to the movies, while Alex and I stayed in the room, sore, red and miserable. This was turning into the worst vacation ever! I could hardly wait until Mother came and picked me up.

The next day we waited for the rest of our punishment. Uncle Rod didn't say any more about it, and for awhile we wondered if he had forgotten that we were owed more punhishment.

"Come on, kids," he said. "Let's go to the beach!"

On the way there we rode in silent. At some point Uncle Rod chimed in that this special beach he was taking us to, he and Christine had discovered it awhile back.

When we got there it was hot. We pealed off everthing except our bathing trunks. Then there was a little bit of a hike. I knew Alex was as suspicious as me. What did Uncle Rod have up his sleeve? Well, if he had a sleeve.

When we got to the end of the path were stunned and embarrassed; Uncle Rod had brought us to a NUDE BEACH!

"Ah, Dad," Chipper said. "This isn't funny."

"It's not suppose to be," Rod said. "I just figured that since we have two nature boys with us, they might enjoy hanging out, so to speak, at this special beach."

"But what about us?" Chipper whined, clearly not ineterested in being punished as well.

"There's a regular beach down there, past the cove," Rod motioned. "You meet us back here before noon. I've got to check out of the hotel by two."

Then we all stared in disbelief when, right there, Uncle Rod pulled down his bathing suit, and tossed it on his towl. Chipper had to leave before it got anymore embarrassing.

Me and Alex knew there was no getting out of it. We both looked at each other in the eye, counted to three, and let them fall.

WHEW!

Once that was over, it was surprisingly not a big deal. I kind of liked the coastal air blowing all around my bare-ass body. Rod took us aside and lathered our bodies with lotion.

"Don't think your mothers would be too thrilled if your _c_o_c_k_s got sun burned," he said as we giggled; that was the first time anyone ever referred to our small boy-hoods as _c_o_c_k_S. It was kind of cool.

So, not much else to report. The rest of the day Alex and I were "forced" to play at the nude beach. Rod was busy getting some sun on his ass. Chipper and Brandon never joined us. I think they found a private nook over by the cove (those sick puppies).

And there were no more spankings for the rest of the trip, and when I look back it today, I fondly remember that last afternoon when Alex and I were allowed to be kids one last time.