It has been five years since my encounter with Gorgen (pronounced your-gen), but I can still remember that night as if it were yesterday. . .
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That summer I had worked a few shifts at the restaurant where I used to work. Gorgen, who was the dinning room manager there at the time, was gorgeous--tall, blond, well built and he had a bubble butt. A good friend of mine was also a waiter there and we often talked about what it would be like to get Gorgen in bed. One night, while standing by the time clock, I was telling my friend how I often imagined Gorgen taking me over his knee and spanking me. Shortly afterwards Gorgen came up the stairs from below, but I was sure he hadn't heard us--I found out later that I was wrong.
About a week later, as Gorgen and I were cleaning up at the end of a shift he invited me over to his place for a few beers. I was a bit surprised by his offer as he had always paid little attention to me other than at work, but since I had nothing better to do (and I wanted his body in the worst way) I accepted.
When we arrived at his house, he offered me a beer and went to his room to change. When someone knocked at the front door, Gorgen was still changing and shouted from the bedroom for me to "let them in." "Them?" I wondered--how did he know there was more than one person outside--unless he was expecting them?
When I opened the door, sure enough there were three guys waiting there. One of them, the biggest of the three, asked if Gorgen was home. I replied that he was and had asked me to invite them in. One by one, they came inside and, as each passed, looked me up and down. Once again I found myself wondering what was going on--there was something in the way they looked at me, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
Just as the guys were going into the living room, Gorgen emerged from the back of the house looking hotter than ever in tight jeans and white tee-shirt--and carrying three beers, one for each of his friends. As we sat down, Gorgen introduced me to them. Edward was tall, had dark hair, and was more muscular than Gorgen. Clay had dirty-blond hair, blue eyes, a bushy, blond mustache and was shorter than Edward, but still quite 'beefy'. Sean was about the same height as Clay, had dark brown hair, and was more slender than the other two.
As we all sat around chatting, I couldn't help looking from one guy to the next--I hoped that I wasn't being too obvious. I began to become nervous when Gorgen started to talk about what had happened at work a few days earlier. I had really been busy at one point and yelled at Gorgen in exasperation when he gave me another table. I had apologized to him afterwards but, as I was about to find out, that was not enough.
"Well," Edward said after Gorgen was finished, "sounds like he's been a bad boy. What did you do about it?"
"Nothing yet," Gorgen answered, "what do you recommend?"
I was growing more and more nervous. What were they up to? Had they planned this evening all along? Should I leave or stay and see what they had planned?
Edward replied, "I think he needs to be taught a lesson--a good HARD lesson!" With he jumped up and, with the help of Clay and Sean, grabbed me and pinned me down on the couch. Gorgen pulled out a chair from the kitchen and placed it in the middle of the room.
"Now it's time to teach you your lesson," Gorgen began as he sat down. "You're gonna learn who's the boss, you're gonna learn NEVER to yell at me, AND you're gonna learn it the hard way. C'mere!"
When I hesitated, Edward grabbed me by my shirt and lifted me from the couch.
"Now!" Gorgen shouted.
Frightened, I just stood there staring at him.
SLAP! Edward slapped me across the face and commanded, "He said now boy!" Still I hesitated, so he raised his hand to slap me again. Deciding that it was in my best interests to comply, I began to slowly walk toward Gorgen.
"When you're in the dining room, I'm the boss," Gorgen lectured. "If I say you get more tables, you get more tables. I'm sick and tired of your whining about too much work. You're gonna learn to hold your own in the dining room AND you're gonna learn NOT to yell at me.
"Well, boys, what do ya' think I should do with this brat," Gorgen addressed the three spectators who had taken their places on the couch?!
"Spank him," Edward replied.
"I think you should use the paddle," said Clay.
"No, if I were you, I'd take my belt to 'im," Sean offered. "Maybe he'd think twice if he got a good thrashing!"
"Well, . . ." Gorgen considered, "we'll start with a spanking. Then we'll decide if he needs more."
"Please, no!" I protested. "I said I was sorry, besides I didn't really mean to yell at you--I was just stressed out, that's all. Please."
Without saying a word, Gorgen grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. Turning me around, he unfastened my cummerbund and tie.
"I'm sorry. Please!" I continued, but Gorgen paid no attention--he just turned me back around and methodically unbuttoned and removed my tuxedo shirt. "What are you doing?" I asked. (Stupid question!)
"Naked." Gorgen said.
"What?" I asked, bewildered.
"I want you naked when I spank ya, so I'm strippin' ya."
I could hardly believe what was going on. Here I was, about to get a bare-assed spanking from a hunk I had been drooling over for months. Not only that, but I was going to be spanked in front of three other hot guys. Gorgen loosened my belt, unfastened my slacks and let them drop to my feet.
"Well! What have we here?" Gorgen exclaimed.
It was then that I realized I was so turned on by the whole situation that I had a raging hard-on, and it was poking out of the top of my briefs.
"Looks like the little bastard wants to be spanked," Edward proclaimed from the couch!
"Well, we'd better not disappoint him, should we?" With that, Gorgen suddenly grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me across his knee. He used his right leg to hold down my legs, and put his left elbow in the middle of my back.
Whap! . . .the spanking began. Whap, whap, whap, whap, . . .
Gorgen spanked me hard and fast. I clenched my teeth together, I gasped, I tried to wriggle free. . .but nothing would relieve the pain. The whole time he spanked me, he continued to lecture me about respect and 'who's the boss'. As the spanking continued, I fought hard not to cry out and was just about to lose control when the spanking stopped suddenly.
"What'ya think," Gorgen asked as he lifted me up off his lap?
"I think you'd better let me have a turn," Clay replied.
"No, please," I begged weakly, "I'm sorry."
"Are you," Gorgen asked? I nodded. "Prove it!" With that Gorgen stood up, turned around and bent over. "Kiss my ass!"
When I hesitated, Clay asked Gorgen if he could borrow his paddle. With that, Gorgen got up to fetch the paddle. "When I get through, boy, not only will you wish you'd kissed his ass, but you'll kiss my ass too," Clay warned as he pulled my briefs off.
"And mine," added Edward.
"Not me," Sean declared, "you're gonna suck my _c_o_c_k_!"
When Gorgen returned and handed the paddle to Clay, he asked if he wanted help holding me down. Deciding that he didn't want me squirming around, Clay agreed that I should be held down. Edward and Clay pulled a padded armchair into the centre of the room. Gorgen and Sean proceeded to pin me over the back of the chair, with my head buried in the seat of the chair--my bare ass exposed for the paddle.
Whack! Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my ass as Clay put the paddle to work. Whack! Just as the pain had reached it's maximum, Clay administered the next stroke. Whack! Whack! Whack! Clay paddled me slowly, methodically, forcefully.
"No! Ow! Please! Aah," I cried, but Clay paid no attention--the paddling continued.
I don't remember an awful lot after that. I remember that I lost my control and was crying like a baby. And I remember the pain, the awful, intense--wonderful pain. By the time Clay finished paddling me, I was bawling.
"Well?" That was all Clay asked as he turned around, dropped his pants and bent over. I gladly kissed his ass and, after he turned around, sucked his _c_o_c_k_. I did the same for the other three, as they took turns dropping their pants for me to demonstrate my humility by kissing their asses and sucking their _c_o_c_k_s.
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I was invited back to Gorgen's place several times that summer, and each time was slightly different. The first time, however, was by far the best!