OK, I want to share something that¡¯s true and if you want to phone me up or come by and meet me so much the better (I¡¯d really like that!, but it¡¯s true.
I¡¯m from a small Mississippi town, rural and all, like where Aaron and Jeb live actually, one of those places where everybody knows everybody, but like I couldn¡¯t stand it there and my folks didn¡¯t give _s_h_i_t_ about me. I¡¯m like 18 now but for the past couple of years before I came out here my old man brought home some fake blond slut from one of the local beer joints but unlike the others this one stayed and he really had the hots for her and she could like twirl him around her little finger like anytime she wanted to. Anyway, six months ago I came home from school with a report card that I sat on the kitchen table. She read it. It was like mostly C¡¯s and all, but one D and she asked me what my Dad was going to say when he got home. Hell, he¡¯d probably come home and beat me, I told her, but I didn¡¯t add like he usually did all the time before you got here anyway. Anyway I knew it was coming when he got home so why worry about it?
Yea, I grew up on my dad¡¯s belt. When I was younger he¡¯d come home drunk and grab me, shuck my pants and undies down and really spank my bare ass for me. And it didn¡¯t matter none how much I said I was sorry cause he¡¯d just keep me over his knees and keep hitting me. I could scream or cry as much as I wanted to and when he was really drunk, he¡¯d keep me there even longer. Gitting your ass spanked, he called it, don¡¯t you done do that again and he¡¯d just spank me more. Mom could never stop him so she¡¯d be crying too. OK, better he spank me that hit my mom and anyway I was too young to do anything about it. If your dad said you were getting a spanking, you were getting a spanking! Nothing wrong with a spanking down in Mississippi. Hell, we all got them! When I got to be about 14, I graduated to his belt with my ass bare spread out for him across the kitchen table which was the only table like we had. He¡¯d whip me with his thick worker¡¯s belt and then spank my ass raw over his knees. No big deal. I was a big boy and could take it. I remember my first day in high school cause I got new clothes. He whipped me that night cause I got a hole in one. Mom took off soon after that and never heard from her again.
So when his girl. asked me about what Dad would say, I told her he¡¯d probably whip me again. She ¡°suggested¡± she do it to me and she¡¯d sign as my mom and he¡¯d never know. I smiled cause I knew she¡¯d been looking at my ass a lot anyway. Why not? Be better than his belt and give her a thrill plus she couldn¡¯t hurt much or so I thought. So she pulled out the old kitchen spanking chair and over I went and she started like spanking my pants. I got yada yada yada lecture on grades and study for like ten minutes or so nothing, no problem. But then she said she ¡°had¡± (!) to take my pants down cause I wasn¡¯t feeling anything. Yea, I wasn¡¯t. She was right about that! So, what the hell give her a thrill. I stood up and stood still and she took them down for me and got herself a real good look like too and she like started hitting me briefs hard. OK, hurt a little but give her a thrill. Then all of a sudden she liked yanked down my briefs and started slapping my bare ass. She like slapped me a lot and kept talking to me and, yea, after awhile that liked hurt but I wasn¡¯t going to give her any satisfaction. When she stopped spanking me and stood me up, she insisted I like stand still so she inspected my ass and my _c_o_c_k_ too!!! I was horrified, cause I like was in 10th grade then, but I avoided dad¡¯s belt that night and she kept her end of the bargain and signed the card. The school never knew the difference. Hell, they didn¡¯t care. I avoided my dad¡¯s belt and got my spanking. She got her feel.
So then she decided she¡¯d tutor me. She would? Yea, but she told me in front of my Dad and dad said I would do it or he¡¯d beat me. So everyday after school, she¡¯d like tutor me and I like usually ended bare over her knees with her hands on my ass for what she called some ¡°reinforcement to study.¡± Hell, she had more excuses to feel me up than there was corn sprouting in the fields and we both knew what she wanted but she gave it to dad every night when he came home. Then she stopped with the tutor excuse crap and would just take my clothes off when I came home and feel me up and enjoy me a lot. She said if I told my Dad she¡¯d tell him I came on to her and he¡¯d whip me. I tried and yea, he whipped me for lying about her! He whipped me hard that night!
So I put up with it, but hell I¡¯m gay and I know it and I didn¡¯t want no fuzzie playing with me and getting off on it for my dad. Anyway I hated school. So one night I took my tightest shorts and cut them way up, like as high as I thought I could get away with. They were HOT! I packed my backpack and the next morning while she was sleeping and he was already off to work I put the cut offs on under a more normal pair and started hitching a ride to LA. Once I crossed the border in some truck a lady was driving, I found myself in a small rural area and needing another ride as the truck was going north. So I slipped my normal ones off, took off my shirt, and with my backpack on and showing myself as good as I could I started hiking. Yea, risky, I know but I wanted a trick cause I like had only $5.37 to my name!
Lots of cars looked and keep on going. Then one guy stopped. He was older, but I knew he was gay. Perfect. He was going to LA and he looked at me like I dropped down from mars. In the car in those shorts with no undies under them I was ALMOST peeking out and he noticed for sure and that was my intent so no problem. He asked me what I was really looking for and I told him straight out, ¡°A sugar daddy driver to LA or more.¡± I winked at him and he just smiled, but when I took his free hand and rested it on my basket with my _c_o_c_k_ beginning to peek out, I knew I had a winner cause like he almost fainted. He had been driving from Atlanta. With his hand on me like that I started growing and was out of the bottom of my cut offs in his fingers quickly. He was almost salivating but I just moved closer to him in his big fancy Cadillac. I told him I was gay and didn¡¯t have no money but if he¡¯d help me get to LA he could do anything he wanted. Seemed fair. No free lunches. Like no problem. I was 17 then and I¡¯m tall and thin and in real good shape and I was like real serious. Hell she¡¯d feel me up every night so why not trade it for what I needed and wanted for once?
Anyway, the guy who¡¯s name was Bob, said I might have a deal but he wanted to see all the merchandise. He pulled over on the side of the road. No problem I slipped my shorts off in the front seat and let him see what I was bargaining with. He was more that satisfied and I sat beside him nude for maybe a hundred of miles. He was nice looking, nicest older guy I¡¯d seen in a long time, so like if he was going to be the one to take me and I go to LA why the hell not? I pulled my bigger shorts on before we got to the next town and we stopped and he bought me the best meal I¡¯d had so far in my life. I was allowed to order anything I wanted and I ate like a pig. He paid of course.
Back in the car we had hours to drive and talk. I liked him. We talked about everything. Then I told him cause it was like dark that I¡¯d sleep with him anyway he wanted cause I really liked him and I did. That was when he started talking about my cut offs and why I¡¯d been wrong to wear then and because I¡¯d been bad he¡¯d have to punish me, did I understand that? Hell, yea. Whatever it took to get me to LA and I said so openly. I told him anything he wanted was fine with me! And it was.
OK, like then he said he liked me and for more than just a piece of ass, but if I wanted I could like stay the night with him but he said he would really have to punish me. He had said it again. I said like ok but how? He said he would love to spank me! I was surprised cause I didn¡¯t know about spanking then, but I told him it was up to him. Why the hell not?
Well, the first really nice motel we came to he pulled in and rented us the biggest and nicest room I¡¯d ever seen back then. Inside the room, he bolted the lock and looked at me and then told me to put my cutoffs back on. When I did he started like talking to me about what I¡¯d done wrong and using dumb words like naughty and all and feeling me up in them and then he pulled my cut offs down and tossed them aside and his hands were all over my naked body feeling everywhere and he like kept talking about how I needed a spanking didn¡¯t I? I kept say Yes, Sir and I got hard as a rock even though I tried not to. He noticed and said I must like a little kink and so I needed ¡°a real spanking¡± didn¡¯t I? All I could manage was a ¡°yes sir,¡± but after like a half hour of the stupid game, he pulled out the chair from that desk thing and told me to lay over his knees and when I did I got me my first real spanking from a read Daddy. Dam, like he burned my bare ass with one hand and had his other hand under my waist and around my _c_o_c_k_ the whole time. He really spanked me and like he really knew how to do it. I never cried from my own Dad¡¯s belt, but I sobbed that night but he just kept on spanking me like until he felt I¡¯d had enough and then he liked picked me up and dumped me in the bed and hugged me all night long. It was WONDERFUL!
We¡¯d been up like so late with me getting that long spanking that the maids woke us at check out time. He called down and paid for another day and told the maids to come at the end of their shift. He wanted to spank me again and he did it too and just as real and hard as the last night but I cried a lot quicker because my ass was already sore. When he was done he gave me my first hot bubble bath in that tub ever and _d_a_m_n_ did he ever check me out thoroughly. But I was happy and I hugged him for all I was worth. There was just something about it that seemed right. I felt like I belonged on his lap and over it too. Something just clicked. I loved his hand no matter where he put it. He took me shopping in the local mall and I got all new clothes but he made me give him my cut offs. I threw away all my old clothes but we kept my one pair of old white briefs that were so worn and loose that they hung lose on my waist and showed more than they hid. He thought I looked really _s_e_x_y in them so we kept them. We did a steak house that night and he spent a fortune on me. He told me I owned him nothing in return but if I wanted to stay with him he was going to spank me probably every day. I was really up for it and if that was what he liked, it was fine with me. After all, I had already cum three times that day alone.
He took his time driving and so it took us much longer to get to LA but each night he undressed me and hugged me and then he would spank me for something or other he said I had done wrong that day and I loved him for it. A lot of times he would show me things about the way professional people do things and all and we talked a lot about my goals in life and all and I¡¯d get spankings for them kind of things too but I liked it.
When we got to LA, he asked me where I wanted dropped off. OK, by then I was hooked. I remember reaching over and holding his hand and saying I¡¯d prefer to stay with him and I meant it. I was scared and didn¡¯t know where to go in LA now that I got there, but I didn¡¯t want to tell him that. He said that was fine with him but my spankings would like continue. Fine with me! So we checked in at a very fancy bungalow type hotel near Beverly Hills and had like three rooms! I¡¯d never seen anything so beautiful and the kitchen was stacked with fruit and good stuff. He took me out in my new clothes and showed me around a little and we ate at a great place near Malibu and lingered and talked until he all of a sudden said it was time to go back to the place causes I needed something didn¡¯t I? By that time I knew my cue, ¡°Yea, Daddy, I need my spanking from you.¡± And I meant it. It was all I could give back to him for all he was doing for me but I liked it too, so I¡¯d say things like ¡°I really need a spanking from you,¡± or ¡°let¡¯s go home so I can feel your hand on my ass, Daddy,¡± or ¡°Spanking time, please, Daddy,¡± and I got lots more.
After a week or so he trusted me enough to show me a place he had there! WOW! Beautiful! I moved in with him and am back in high school and this time I¡¯m going to finish. Yea, I really like this way of living and no question it¡¯s been great for me! I¡¯ve had opportunities I would never have otherwise. All I can say is that guys like me who fall into this life are the lucky ones. And spankings are not just _s_e_x_y but they really can be helpful. My grades show that and for one I have a chance at a future.
Hope you phone sometime and come by. I want to meet you.
Tommy