Chris is my 25 year old ‘straight’ lodger, he is a fitness instructer with a body to die for, his ass was my favourite part of his body, I got to see it enougth – albeit clad in the tightest of shorts or the skimpiest of briefs, he sure loved to show it off.
He knew I was gay, he also knew I was into spanking, he discovered my DVD collection a few months back (which includes classics such as ‘The Spy Who Spanked Me 2’ and ‘Spank Idol 4’). he takes great delight in taunting me about how I could never spank his ass (i’m a 47 year old 10 stone nerd named Dr Dwightson)
This was about to change. I’m a scientist you see, a very good one, and I’ve just created serum AA25 – the effect of which cause the subject to lose ,for a short while, all their strength – the effect is instant, and I had managed to smuggle a sample of out my lab.
When I got home Chris had his ‘music’ playing at full volume some hip hop nonsense. He was in the bathroom finishing shaving , wearing the skimpiest blue briefs i’d ever seen, he must have had another date tonight, I snuck up behind him and injected the serum into his thigh. He jumped and spun round angerliy
“Ouch what the fuck did you just do to me Dr Dork!” he demanded “Did you inject me with some…oww I don’t feel so good…”
He began to sway , AA25 was taking effect
“Let me help you my boy” I took him by the arm and led him to his room, I sat down on his bed and pulled him down over my lap. Chris began to struggle to get up , but I pushed him down , I was the strong one now!
“Wow…what have you done to me ….and what are you doing Doc…?”
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time young man” I replied, ” You are going to get a spanking!”
“No way let me up you freak! A spanking? No way man !”
I brought my left leg up, raising his ass, and pulled his thighs apart giving me a great view of his balls, I began to softly caress his undie clad buns feeling the soft material, Chris was struggling , shouting and swearing but there was nothing he could do….he was powerless.
“Now young man, you are in dire need of this so try not to make such a fuss!”
I brought my hand up then swiftly down on his tight bubble butt, over and over again, causing Chris to stuggle more, yelp and curse.
“Ow ouch fuck…you can’t do this to me..!” He cried
Over and over I spanked those gorgeous mounds, watching his butt wiggle as he tried to avoid the blow, he brought his left hand up trying to block me, I simply pinned his arm up to his shoulder blade and carried on spanking him.
“Ow ah It hurts IT HURTS!” he sobbed “I’m sorrreee please stop spanking me!”
“You are a very naughty boy Chris, and you deserve you cute little bottom to be spanked, what are you?!”
“I am a *sob*…a very naughty boy…and …sniff…deserve my cute…ouch!…little bottom spanked!”
“Good boy, now stand up!”
Chris slowly stood up, tears running down his handsome, red face.
“Put you hands on your head” I commanded
I grabbed the waist band of his briefs with both hands and yanked them down past his thighs , exposing his big, flaccid dick, and his huge balls.
Chris did as he was told, and I was presented with his smooth red buns, I slapped them hard causing Chris to jump.
“Now boy go stand in the corner”
Chris waddled to the corner of his messy bedroom, undies around his ankles.
I lay back on the bed wondering what to do to him next…
Out of a hot shower and straight over Grandad’s knee for a good hard bare bottom spanking. A well tested means of getting through to a boy, as effective now as it was fifty years ago.
Story by Ward, pictures by Bruce
The Hudson brothers’ luck ran out the day they attempted to rob the local mobsters. Of course, the dumb duo got caught and as a result the handsome, but wayward, boys soon found themselves in a deserted warehouse, tied over a couple of barrels, with their bare bottoms pointing skyward, as they became the first boys in town to test out Ward’s new invention, the Spankmatic.
“OWWW!..OUCH!!” cried Cody Hudson, struggling in a vain attempt to free himself, from his humiliating and painful position as alternate leather paddles delivered stinning swat after burning Slap to his exposed eighteen year old backside “That really stings! ..,. OWW! it hurts!!
“It’s meant to hurt!” growled Vinnie “I wanna’ make sure you young jerks really learn their lesson!”
“Don’t worry” laughed Dutch “They ain’t going nowhere, so they have all day to learn their lesson, come nightfall, those cute little butts’ll be glowing in the dark!”
By this time the gangsters were really enjoying themselves, laughing and cheering as they adjusted the controls in order to regulate the speed and force with which the paddle swats landed on the boys’ tender bare behinds, the loud WHACK! SMACK! WHACK!, mingling with the progressively more desperate cried of the captive miscreants “Hey Ward” Dutch shouted over the noise “This gizmo of yours is great, I will order two hundred, with an option for more! I know I can sell them!”
Ward, grinned to himself, the Spankmatic was proving as addictive as he always knew it would be, the Hudson boy’s bad luck was turning into a major sales opportunity and the fact that the brothers had such very spankable butts was a bonus.
At nineteen, Brad Hudson was older than Cody by a year, but his tears were the first to flow, his athletic jock strap providing no protection from the relentless paddles, the fire in his sensitive round yound butt soon became more than he could take without crying. His brother did not take long to follow, and soon the handsome lads, were howling and sobbing like babies as, obeying the crowing mobster’s remote commands the innovative machine continued to spank their pinkening and stinging rumps, as they had long deserved to be spanked. The warehouse continued to echo with WHACKS, SMACKS, howls and sobs well into the afternoon, until eventually Vinnie and Dutch reluctantly decided that the boys had learnt their lesson.
Even then Brad and Cody’s humiliating ordeal was not over as they were bundled into the gangster’s car dumped, naked, on the far side of town, and left to make their way home with their well punished, bright pink, bottoms on full display. The brothers’ blushing butt cheeks were only a few shades darker than those on their faces as, to their horror and embarrassment dozens of people were able to film them on their mobile phones, with the result that film of their bare spanked bottoms would appear on the internet for years to come.
However, a bad day for the brothers was a good day for ward. True to his word, Dutch bought two hundred of Spankmatics which he sold through a legitimate franchise. The Spankmatic was an overnight sensation, with orders coming in from across the country, as a result, Ward had made his first $million long before the Hudson boys were abler to comfortably sit down.
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