Surprised by Pain – Part 3
First Timer Mike picked up the hairbrush and slapped his palm with it. "This is what gets it all started!" he said with a smirk.
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no," I stammered out, moving away from the situation. Like I said earlier, I can dish it out, but I cant take it so well anymore. And a hairbrush is one implement that scares the _s_h_i_t_ out of me. "Im older than you and College Mike; I cant handle that heavy stuff anymore."
Then I got a great idea. "How about I introduce you to erotic spanking!" I suggested.
"Nice try!" First Timer countered, with an "Im really going to get you now" look on his face that you couldnt duplicate in the movies. It was a demonic smile that would have made me extremely horny if it wasnt coupled with such painful consequences.
"Mike, seriously, no! I can take your hand, a belt, or a light paddle. Theres no way I can handle the hairbrush!" I was pleading like a scared five year old.
First Timer instinctively knew I wasnt strong willed enough to argue my way out of the situation. "You gave me six at the start that I didnt ask for or deserve. Youre going to get twelve now in repayment. Then we can talk about the hand spankings."
"Come on, only six," came my counter offer.
"How about twenty-four!!!" barked First Timers reply.
"Twelve will do, thank you!" I finally settled.
"I thought youd see it my way. Now get your ass over my lap before I show you I know how to multiply!" First Timer had radically changed from the shaking young man that had first showed up at my hotel room expecting _s_e_x_ and getting a spanking. I was really getting turned on psychologically by his new-found aggression. And he seemed to recognize that my lust for his hot young body would drive me to do more than I intended in order to get it.
"Im coming, Im coming." I wasnt going to risk getting any "extra" whacks with the _d_a_m_n_ brush. If only I had known that the _f_u_c_k_ing thing was going to be used on my ass, I would have been a bit more careful in my selection!
First Timer positioned me comfortably across his lap. Since we were both totally naked, it felt extremely erotic to feel his masculine young leg flesh against my stomach and thighs. We both had raging hard-ons that were ready to shoot at a moments notice. I would have really enjoyed a good hand spanking at that moment, but I was really dreading those twelve opening shots with the hairbrush.
I had every reason to worry!
Crackkkk!!! Crackkkk!!! Crackkk!!! First Timer had been watching my technique as I had used it on College Mike. He was using the same wrist snap that had caused such agonizing pain in the young mans ass.
"Ahhhhhhhhhaaaahhhhhhaaaaahhhhh!" I yelled out. I suddenly realized we were in a hotel room and couldnt be making such blood-curdling sounds.
Crackkkk!!! Crackkkk!!! Crackkk!!! True to my form, the next three came on the opposite butt cheek in rapid succession. I began to pound my fist into the bed.
"Experiencing a little pain, are we?" taunted First Timer. "How does it feel to have your pleasant day interrupted in such a rude manner?"
"N..o..t.........s..o.....g..o..o..d," I stammered out, beginning to cry involuntarily, ever so slightly.
"Well, heres a little more pain!" Crackkkk!!! Crackkkk!!! Crackkk!!! Crackkkk!!! Crackkkk!!! Crackkk!!! First Timer wasted no time in getting in the opening hits.
I thought the last six was breaking my ass bone (whatever that is) into a thousand pieces. I bit into the bedding and let out a muffled scream that was pitiful.
"Oh, there, there, now! The sissy older man cant take his own medicine, eh?" First Timer was really enjoying laying the teasing on thick. And no, I couldnt take it!
"Please be done now," I whimpered. It was obvious to everyone at this point that I was crying openly.
"Oh, youre not cheating me out of this little pleasure!" Mike cackled. "Youre a good five minutes away from freedom, mister."
With that, First Timer began the hand pounding. If he had started out with just his beautiful, manly hands against my bare ass, I would have been having quite an erotic time. But each slap of the flesh against flesh felt like sandpaper, worsening the imprints left from the hairbrush. First Timer was laying it on hard and fast, and the temperature was rising quickly.
I decided that the best way to get through this one was just to give him what he wanted. I began to cry openly and clearly instead of muffling the sound in the bedding. First Timer didnt let up much, but the crying seemed to reward his efforts in reddening my sorry ass.
"OK, you can get up now," he said, still treating me like a little child. And I think youve finally earned this!" As I rose weakly to my feet, I noticed his 7 incher pointing straight at my face. I wasnt going to wait any longer lest he change his mind.
I put my mouth directly over his balls. He had a clean, fresh smell, a bit different from what I had expected.
"Ooo, ooo, that feels nice!" Mike exclaimed. "Suck it baby!"
I teased his balls for a minute longer, and then shifted my tongue to his throbbing shaft. I took the whole thing in my mouth and began to suck on it like a baby does a bottle. I proceeded with every technique I knew, when suddenly Mike cried out, "Slow the _f_u_c_k_ down, would you. Im going to cum without any fun!" He aggressively pulled my face out of his crotch.
"I want to still be hard when I first taste a mans _c_o_c_k_!" he exclaimed. With that, he went straight down on mine and began bobbing up and down on it vigorously, letting the tip of my tool rub against the back of his throat.
"Guys taste better than girls," I explained.
"Sure do!" he interrupted long enough to say.
Mike continued the stroking motions so intensely that I found myself cumming before I wanted to. "Do you want me to come in your mouth?" I asked.
Mike nodded and continued the heavy motions. I exploded so hard that he began to choke a bit on the cum. He didnt let up a single bit on the motions, however, and I shot about twelve times before I relaxed.
"Delicious!" Mike exclaimed. "No wonder you guys do this to each other all the time!"
"Can I _f_u_c_k_ you?" Mike suddenly asked.
Now I almost never let a guy do that. I really dont like it personally, I dont feel safe, and I find it uncomfortably painful. But Mike had me so turned on that I was willing to consider it.
"Did you bring condoms?" I asked. Mike suddenly looked embarrassed.
"No, I forgot" he apologized.
Suddenly I had an idea. "What in the _f_u_c_k_ing hell are you doing asking to _f_u_c_k_ me and you didnt even bring condoms?!" I yelled.
"How come you dont have any?" he countered.
"Because I thought I was giving out spankings, not _f_u_c_k_ings!"
"Oh, yeah."
I went for the zinger. "As punishment for forgetting the most important thing in male _s_e_x_, I think you should take 39 lashes with the belt before I finish your dick off."
I didnt know whether Mike would consider all the spankings hed had that night as more than sufficient punishment. But then again, he had paid me back for them all.
"_d_a_m_n_ it," he stammered, "My ass is going to look like hamburger in the morning!"
I think Mike secretly wanted to experience the belt, because he turned promptly over and assumed a doggie position, placing his reddened ass in the air.
"Go ahead, make it quick" he said, with resignation.
I picked the belt off the floor and began the intense whipping that I had given College Mike. First-timer bucked up and down with each whiz of the stinging strap. After just six stripes, he began to whimper softly, like a whipped puppy. I backed off ever so slightly, but finished the entire 39 stripes, dividing between the two sides as I had done with the other boy.
"No more spanking the rest of the night, please, please, please" Mike begged. I noticed, however, that his raging hard-on had not diminished in the slightest.
"Ive got a treat for you," I encouraged. I went into the bathroom and brought out some lubrication. I put the lube on his _c_o_c_k_ and on my hands. "Let me show you how to really enjoy an erect dick!"
I began stroking his _c_o_c_k_ with a hand over hand motion. I would vary this with a twisting motion around his shaft, and then go hand over hand again. The sensations were just too much for Mike, and he shot a load about four feet into the air.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah," Mike gasped out with each spurt. Finally his fountain of love gave out its last.
"CT, this was one wonderful evening. If you had told me that I was going to love spanking and gay _s_e_x_ this much, I would have told you you were nuts. But spanking is a wonderful bond between guys, and the _s_e_x_ is the icing on the cake."
Mike got up and took a quick shower before heading out. "Will I see you again?" he asked.
"Anytime Im in town!" I replied, with a Cheshire cat grin.
As it turned out, I have yet to meet up with First Timer Mike again. But I did notice an ad of his on a mens spanking site. It read:
"Young bi male seeks spanking buddies and hot _s_e_x_. Be assured that my spankings will hurt like hell. I really know how to do it right. I learned from one of the best!"
I guess that was the highest compliment anyone has ever paid me.