"See me after class" I said to the two men, smiling.
"You little..." Mr Thompson began, but was cut off by his friend.
"Ok, ok." Mr Larson cut in.
I'd always wanted to say those words to these two men, and now I had the chance.
I'd taken the photos of them on friday, and waited all weekend for this. I'd purposely done it on a friday, so they'd have 2 days to stew in their own juices, wondering what I was up to. And now it was finally monday.
Class went by fairly quickly, and it was obvious that both teachers were fairly worried, and kind of out of it.. not that the other students would notice. But, I certainly did.
Once we'd finished, and showered, I took my time dressing, and waited until the other boys and all left. Gym was our final period of the day, so the place was a ghosttown by 3pm. After locking my locker, and throwing my towel in the appropriate bin, I made my way to the Coach's office.
Without knocking, I opened the door and walked in. Both men were sitting there, waiting for me.
"Alright son, give us the pictures, and we'll forget all about this." Mr Thompson bargained.
But I was the one holding all of the chips.
"I don't think so." I began, "Things are going MY way today, you do as I say, not the other way around."
I was being as stern as possible, holding in my smile as best I could. I was enjoying this, but I didn't want them to know quite how much.
"Alright. Here's how it's going to work. Both of you, strip, and hit the showers. Once you're done, come back here." I said.
"No way in hell am I going t-" he was once again cut off. This time by me.
"This is NOT a request. It's an order. Now move." I almost yelled.
With that, Mr Larson began fumbling with his shoelaces. He had more than his job to lose over those photos. Unlike Mr Thompson, he was married.
Mr Thompson just stood there, not moving.
"Come on man.. I can't.. we can't afford for those to get out." Larson told him, slipping his shoes off.
Mr Thompson looked into his friends worried eyes, and eventually, broke down. He sat down and took his shoes off as well.
Soon both men were barefoot, and then slipped their shirts off at the same time, revealing their hairy chests.
"I haven't got all day here" I said, motioning toward their pants.
Both men grabbed the waistbands of their pants and slid them down to their bare ankles, and then off. Coach Thompson was in tight white briefs and Coach Larson was in a jock, leaving his big ass bared. Next, they both removed their underclothes and stood before me, buck naked.
"Alright, shower time." I said, and both men padded barefoot to the showers.
I heard the water turn on, and waited for about 10 minutes. Soon both men appeared before me once again, with towels wrapped around their waists.
"You won't need those, I spank naked." I mimicked Coach Thompsons own words.
"Spank? You've got to be _f_u_c_k_ing kidding." Mr. Thompson said.
"No fooling here. You're both leaving here with red asses, unless you want those photos to make their way onto the internet between now and tomorrow morning." I threatened.
Mr Larson tossed his towel aside quickly, baring himself completely once again. Thompson soon followed suit.
"Alright. You, bend over the desk." I motioned to Coach Thompson.
He did, and then I grabbed the paddle from the drawer and handed it to Coach Larson.
"Bust his ass. Don't stop until I say." I told him.
Coach Larson was surprised. He'd obviously thought I'd be the one doing the spanking.
Hesitating only a moment, he swung the paddle back, and brought it down hard on his friends naked cheeks.
CRACK
"Aaaaaaaaaah" Coach Thompson stood up on his bare toes.
CRACK
The paddle struck his nude butt hard, and he screamed again.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
Surprisingly, he showed his friend no mercy. I was expecting the spanks to be half hearted, but these were full on blisterings.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
Soon Mr Thompsons ass was bright red, and he was whimpering with each spank.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
He was thrashing, and trying to avoid the spanks.
"Please! Stop!" he begged, and I told Mr Larson to finish.
"Two more hard ones." I said.
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK
Mr Thompson howled and clenched his red buns together in agony.
"Alright, you stand up, and you, bend over." I told him.
They changed places, and Mr Thompson snuck a quick rub on his naked ass.
"Do exactly what he did to you." I told him.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
He was obviosly very mad, and the spanks fell very fast and hard. His friend danced around trying to take the spanking as best he good. His bare toes curled in agony as the hard wood struck his quivering bottom.
Mr Larson was taking the spanking much better than his friend had, but soon he broke down too.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
"Ooooooooooooh please!" he moaned, his hairy ass was turning dark red and bouncing with the spanks.
"Alright, 2 more, just like he gave." I said.
CRAAAAAAAAACK CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.
He delivered two thunderous spanks in the exact same spot, and Mr Larson collapsed over the desk, whimpering.
"We're not done yet." I said, "You, bend over my knee."
I said down in a chair, and Mr Thompson came over to me. I bent him across my lap so that his penis dangled between my thighs. I rubbed his bare ass with my hand, and then brought it down hard on his already sore backside.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
I alternated cheeks, leaving dark red hand prints all over his nude butt.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
He kicked his bare feet and cried as each spank lit his ass cheeks on fire. Soon tears began pouring down his face.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
I just kept spanking away, and his bottom was soon scarlet collored and he continued to cry like a little boy. Eventually i stopped, and rubbed my hand across his hairy fanny.
I shoved my finger between my lips, wetting it, and then found his naked asshole. I worked my way in forcefully, spreading his spanked cheeks.
"Nooooooo" he begged, but I didn't listen.
I worked my finger in and out of his hole, and he bucked up and down on my lap. With my other hand I reached under and found his thickened penis, and began slowly stroking the head. He quivered and I felt his hot juice flow into my fist. His toes curled as he came, and he cried out.
SMAAAAAAACK. I pulled my finger out and slapped his ass as hard as I could.
"Get into the corner, now." I said, and ushered him toward it.
Then I grabbed Coach Larson and pulled him over my knee.
I spanked his ass a bit, but not nearly as hard as I had done with Coach Thompson. His hairy cheeks were already a lot more red, and warm. After I finished spanking him, I flipped him over so that his dick was facing me. It was hard, and pointing straight up.
I found his pucker with my finger and worked one in. And then two. I gently _f_u_c_k_ed him with my fingers, and stroked his drooling member.
"I'm gonna cuuuuum." he moaned, and began to wiggle.
I _f_u_c_k_ed his ass faster with my digits, and pumped his dick vigorously until he shot his thick load all over his hairy belly and chest. I milked his dick even after all the cum was shot, and he began to moan as I rubbed his sensitive head.
I led him to the corner to stand next to his friend, both their red bare asses on display for me to view.
As they stood there, well spanked and sobbing, I pulled my own engorged member out of my pants and played with it. I soon came, and licked my own seed off of my hand.
"I think our relationship will be a lot more fun if I just hold onto those pictures for a while guys." I said, and made my way toward the door.
"Whaaat? No!" You little..." Mr Thompson was cut off one last time. This time by the door, as it quickly shut behind me.
Authors Note: Thanks to Thomas for the ideas on this one. And, if anyone knows of some place to host my stories when this archive is done, please let me know. I really enjoy having people read my stuff.