Chapter 3 - Kevin's Initiation Continued and Other Events by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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SPANKIN HIGH SCHOOL CLUB INITIATION by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
(OTHER STORIES LISTED AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER)
STUDENTS' NAMES AGES AND NICKNAMES
*Kevin Chadworth, 16 (Chapped Lips, Chap Lips, Chappy) Joshua Archer, 17 (Arrowboy) Michael O'Reilly, 16 (Smiley) (6' 4' tall) *Matt Bronner, 17 (Boner) *Anthony Chariosi, 17 (Spanker, Carry) Soccer team captain
- soccer team members _______________________________________________________
Kevin is in the process of taking twelve strokes of
the oar from Tony. _______________________________________________________
CHAPTER 3
'Damn, this hurts!'
Now, they're applauding me. Some of the guys are cheering me on. Tony tells them no cheering. They still clap for me.
Tears were in my eyes. Six whacks, and I was shaking. I wasn't sure I could take it all. Each smack of that oar was a jolt to the whole body that didn't hurt at first, then pain exploded over my ass like a hot iron on it. Now, my butt throbbed--each throb made it hurt more. Except when they clap. That feels good. Makes me feel stronger.
Fear was all over me, inside and out. I could feel myself shaking more and more, and trying not to cry in spite of the tears starting to roll down my face. 'Okay, so I'm crying, but not sobbing or convulsing, or anything.'
Would I look like a fool or a wimp, and get rejected? I was really praying this would all come out right, so I could get some respect from these guys. Impact members were some of the coolest guys in our school and on our soccer team.
I grit my teeth, and remembered to be a man, like Josh said-- and waited for the awful whoosh of the oar and the stinging pain of the next whack. "OW!" Fuck!
I was close to calling the whole thing off--but I had to be 'in' with them! I had to be cool! 'Maybe when Matthew licks my cock, it will take my mind off some of this pain,' I thought.
At least that pill they gave me keeps my dick hard. It's not flopping around and humiliating me. Getting spanked in front of these hot guys is embarrassing enough. Especially when I yell. God, I'd do anything not to yell! "AHH!"
Then I saw Tony put the oar down. At least he wasn't going to whack my ass for a few. But then I realized a delay was just putting off the inevitable. 'Shit, let's get this over with!'
"The boy maintains his erection well," Tony said, looking at my cock--as if they all didn't know I'd taken the pill that makes you hard, same as they did. I probably would've stayed hard, even if they branded me. 'Geez, I hope they don't do that in this club!' I was pretty sure they didn't. That would be too extreme. And this was a bunch of nice guys. Why was I even thinking about stuff like this?
I decided I didn't like the interruption, but Tony had my attention--I was fascinated that he was talking about my dick. You just can't get mad at a guy for doing that.
The brothers clapped at what Tony said. That felt good. I smiled a little. But still, it wasn't me, it was the pill. Then they made me nervous--they all gathered in a huddle on the other side of the room. This did not seem like a good thing.
While they were busy talking, I noticed Matt was writing on a pad. I looked in the mirror and saw my red butt. It wasn't all bruised-looking like I thought it would be, but it was damn red. It hurt, but not as bad as I thought it would.
As my body swung back and forth on the long chains--from the force of the paddling--I felt throbs in my dick. I was getting turned-on seeing my red butt and knowing how it got that way. Even though it was a rough paddling, in my head I thought of it as a wild spanking, and remembered all the things I got away with-- and I pretended I was getting punished for those things.
Where did those thoughts come from? Was I really weird now? There was only one guy I could talk to about this--Joshua.
Then I remembered all these hot guys had kissed my dick and my butt cheeks. That made my cock throb more, so I looked down at myself. Pre-cum!
Damn! Was I totally gay now? Shit! Those guys will see my pre-cum and know for sure. Weren't they gay, too? Maybe not. Josh said something about liking guy-sex. Maybe that was it! You didn't have to be gay, just get off on a little guy-sex. After all, no way could you be with a girl every time you wanted to get off, and I recently discovered that guy-sex was a lot better than jerking off, thanks to Joshua.
It felt so good the way my dick was jumping, I didn't care why it was doing it. I decided if the brothers were gay, then I would be, too. As a club, Impact had been around for a long time, and no one at school suspected any of the members were gay. At least it would be just our secret. I hoped. Shit. I just got my butt beat, and I was horny. Was this initiation fucking up my head? That was when the fear really kicked in.
Then they gathered around me, and two of them spread my legs. There was a soccer ball on the floor, about ten feet behind me. I could see it in the mirror. All the brothers looked tense. I had a bad feeling about this, especially when the two guys aimed my spread legs toward the soccer ball.
What I was not told until after it was over--and that I couldn't see--is that the ball was attached to a rope that was tied to a bolt in the floor, so the ball could travel only three or four feet.
"The boy will have the ultimate test now," Tony said, his voice stiff and solemn. Scared the shit out of me.
Matthew, a very good kicker, positioned himself behind the ball. I recognized his kicking stance.
I remembered when Matt kicked the winning goal that sent us to the finals. The crowd cheered for him then! We all did. But now I wasn't cheering.
'Oh, GOD!' I thought, 'He's going to kick that soccer ball right into my nuts!' I couldn't watch. Just thinking about it, I felt pain shoot into my gut.
THUMP! I heard, knowing it was Matt's foot sending the ball between my legs. I knew this would be bad pain--knew I would hear the sound of something slamming into my balls. And feel it bad!
I tugged at the chains, and scrunched my face, ready for the worst. My eyes were squinted tightly shut. I wished I could do the same with my ears. I screamed.
I heard laughter. No sound of a soccer ball ramming me in the nuts. No contact. No pain. What the hell?
Then they all came to console me, asking if I was okay, and telling me they always had one big scare like that for every novice. That felt good. In spite of that, my heart was beating so hard, I was sure it was coming out of my chest any second.
But then I tensed up again, knowing I had more oar-whacks coming my way.
"IT IS ESTABLISHED," Tony said so loud, it made me jump. "Brother Matthew will be the spokesman."
"Kevin," Matthew said, reading from some notes, "you are the first novice to ever take more than two strokes of the oar. You took six. Furthermore, you endured your pain with less shouting than any other novice. You showed no attitude. You accepted and gave pleasure well, a key ingredient in a member. For all these honorable traits, it has been declared by unanimous vote of the present members that you are now a full member of Impact. Congratulations, Brother Kevin."
Oh, my GOD! I'm a Brother! I couldn't believe it.
"You were humble and obedient, Brother Kevin," Tony said, "That will win you the golden member award--if you do one other thing right."
Everyone cheered so loud, it sounded like a hundred people instead of four. I think I lost my breath.
I shook more as they let me down and unhooked everything. Josh and Michael came to help me stand--which I needed. I was totally stunned, and happy to be free of the ropes and chains.
Brother Matthew never got a chance to lick my cock during the oar paddling. That disappointment faded as I floated on cloud nine, thinking of what Matthew just announced. I'm IN!
And they ALL voted yes for me!
Josh rubbed some stuff on my ass. "You won't be feelin' any pain back here for a long time. This shit is good."
Somewhere along the line, they explained that Tony was going to be the only oar-swinger, and twelve smacks with the oar was I most I could've got. I had just assumed that all the brothers would get a turn with the oar.
"Meeting officially adjourned!" Tony said. "But not necessarily all spankings over--except Kevin's."
Yes! I wasn't getting any more spankings! But apparently someone was.
The brothers took off their uniforms. They were all NAKED!
I'd never seen so many hot, well-built guys with their cocks hard. The pill kept us all boned, so I guess it made us equal in one way. That took some pressure off me.
I expected everyone to just start talking, but they all lined up in total silence. One by one, they gave me the Impact club greeting--a pat on the butt. A soft one. And it never felt so good or had so much meaning as right then. I was glad for the pain-killer Josh had rubbed on me.
"Sorry I hurt ya, buddy," Michael whispered sweetly as he gave me the official greeting. Mike was a good friend. Nice of him to apologize for doing something he had no choice about. Mike had a 24/7 smile, it seemed. He was the tallest Brother.
Wow! Four of the coolest guys I knew--patting my ass and welcoming me. And smiling! Smiles were great. No matter how good or bad a guy looked, a smile made him special. And all these guys were making me feel way special.
As soon as the official greetings were done, a buzz of conversation filled the room. Most of it was the brothers talking to me, and giving me pats on the back, arms, shoulders. Josh was the first to speak.
"Man, NOBODY took it as good as you, Kevin! Fuck, you were great, kid!" I smiled so big. Josh knew I was feeling good.
"Thanks, Josh."
"Hey, Josh, don't call him kid anymore," Tony said. "He's a brother now, and a stud in more ways than one. Damn cute, too."
Holy shit! A stud? Cute?!
I don't know why, but hearing that made me look at Tony's dick--and he noticed, giving me a sly grin. That confused me and made me nervous, but I couldn't help thinking this was a good thing.
I wanted to thank him, but I was afraid to thank a guy for calling me cute. Shit, I had to get over that! They were all checking each other out. Mostly, they were checking me out.
"You're right, Tony," Joshua said. "I shouldn't call him 'kid' in the clubhouse. I guess I'll be the first one to give Kevin the kiss of apology."
"Hey, champ," Tony said, his beautiful face stunning me, "you took it like a real man. Got a lot to be proud of. Great job. Congratulations."
"Thanks, Tony." Wow, the president of Impact said this!
"GATHER ROUND," Tony shouted, scaring me again, "Brother Joshua will now give Brother Kevin his first kiss of apology."
"Ease up with the formality, Tony," Matt said with a cute grin, "the meeting's over."
"Yeah, Tony," Michael added, "let's enjoy the hottie now." Michael put his arm around me. Ooo, that felt good.
"Thanks, Mike," I said nervously.
Hottie? Michael--tall, sweet, smiley Michael, one of the hottest guys I know--is calling ME that? Right out loud like it was everyday stuff? His teeth were gorgeous.
"Hey, enjoy him!" Tony said, his arms out dramatically, "Since when did I ever get in the way of you guys having fun?" It was really funny the way he said that.
"Any guy that can take six whacks of that thing has my respect," Matt said, his grin making my cock throb, and his arm replacing Mike's.
"Thanks, man," I said to Matt as he patted my shoulder. My eyes kept going to his dick. Damn. I knew I was liking guys, but this was ridiculous. Then again, I liked looking at his cock. Shit, why not? They were all looking at mine.
I guess it wasn't much different from the shower room, except here you could stare all you wanted. Shit, who was I kidding? I wasn't just looking at Matt's dick, I wanted to get on my knees and put it in my mouth.
Hell, I must be gay now--and I didn't care. I thought it felt great. I figured they all had to be, but if the other guys weren't gay, it would be a secret between me and Josh. I could tell Josh anything.
The guys explained to me that I could watch myself on video later, and would see that the backswings Tony took with the oar were exaggerated for effect--knowing that I'd be watching in the mirror. That explained why my butt wasn't as bad off as I'd expected. Even so, he had swung pretty hard, I thought.
Everyone admired the marks on my ass. I was thinking I'd be embarrassed, but I was thrilled about that.
Then Michael came up to me again, his arm around my shoulders. Tall, beautiful Michael with his constant smile and incredible slender body--what a great sight! And he was touching me.
"The Champion! You're amazing! You set records, Kevin, you cute fucker," Mike said, whispering 'fucker' because Impact members weren't supposed to curse--especially if non-members could hear. But, even at meetings, you were expected to use good language most of the time.
"Um, thanks Mike." This was hot but it was making me blush.
"Well, do you wanna have your way with me now?" Michael asked, showing off his hot chest, stepping away from me, and looking at the other brothers.
I felt a definite throb in my cock with Michael's little speech and cute nakedness--but I didn't know what exactly what Michael meant. I felt stupid as hell.
"Back, off, Mike," Matt said, "He gets ME, remember?"
Then I was totally confused.
"Yeah, just kiddin' Matt," Mike said agreeably. "You think I could forget your big pole bouncing at the sight of Kevin?"
Then I remembered Matt's dick bouncing, and Tony saying Matt was "the one."
"Huh?" I said softly. Matt put his mouth to my ear.
"It means you get to pleasure yourself with me any way you want. Hopefully you'll plow my ass."
"No shit?" I said. I knew what plowing an ass meant, even if I hadn't done it myself. My face went totally hot. Matt was a total stud. I guess I looked sacred.
"It's okay. You're allowed to say 'no shit,'" someone said.
Everyone laughed and patted me on the back and butt. They all pretty much knew what Matt had whispered to me. I was also told that saying 'fuck' at a meeting is okay when it was sexual.
"So--don't keep me waiting too long," Matt said, grinning ear to ear at me.
"Huh? Oh! Um, yeah, I'll do stuff with ya," I said, getting the reddest face of my life--knowing I'd just said I'd have sex with a guy in front of all the others. Was I getting used to this? Maybe.
"Ataboy! Go for it!" they said.
"The meeting's over," Josh said, looking baffled at Matt. "Are we doing formal sex now?"
"Formal?" I said, gulping in fear.
"Yeah. We do a lot of stuff all together in the clubhouse."
"Well, um, hey," I said, sweating now, "I don't know about--"
"That's okay, Kev--you don't have to do anything now," Matt said. "You did so good tonight, we decided to skip your other ceremonies for now. You're probably beat."
"Yeah," I said, with not a clue what else to say.
Josh gave me a strange look, gritting his teeth and making his mouth wide--a pained expression, like he'd just stubbed his toe.
"But, um--I don't feel too bad, actually," I said, looking at Josh, whose face registered tons of relief. I think I felt more relief than Josh did, knowing I'd finally said the right thing.
I figured Matt would show a big response to what I'd just said, but Michael's face lit up, and he announced it.
"Hey, guys! Kevin's gonna do the other ceremonies."
Another ear-splitting cheer went through the room. But the only thing on my mind at that moment was how Michael had talked about me. You could tell I was a member now. Things were going to change at this meeting because I was going to do something.
Did he say ceremonies? Suddenly I was thinking, 'Oh, fuck-- what did I get myself into now?' But I was glad to be on the good side of the Brothers.
"He's awesome," Matt said, giving me an admiring look.
"Tony," Josh said anxiously. "I was just gonna give Kevin his first kiss of apology. Doesn't that take precedence over--"
"Yeah! Do it, man!"
Before I could think, Joshua embraced and kissed me like we were long-lost lovers. I was never so shocked in my life.
I heard the others doing a combination of hoots, cheers, and cat calls. "Make him squirm!" someone said.
Shit! I was squirming. My face was hot as hell. But Josh's kiss lasted only a few seconds.
'That was easy and quick,' I thought. Definitely embarrassing. I was just getting used to guy-sex, now I was being kissed! In front of all the guys! But I was glad it was Joshua.
I was wrong--it wasn't over. Josh kissed each of my nipples. More cheers. The biggest cheer was when Josh kissed my dick, then went all the way down on it three times.
"Yeah! Suck that big meat!" "Make him your sex-slave, Kevin!" "Feed him that hot dick!" The guys said in fun.
Later, I would find out that there was no such thing as sex slaves or any forcing in our club.
I blushed, feeling uncomfortable for Josh.
"Hell they're both hot!" Tony said, dead serious.
I was told that all three of those things made up the official apology kiss. The guys cheering and grinning at me gave me the courage to do something bold--manly, as Josh had put it.
"Hey, Brother Josh, you can do more of that!" I said loud enough for all to hear, while I looked down at my cock.
"Woooooooooo! Kevin has balls!" they said, rooting for me. "Suck him, Josh!"
"Gotta move on. Another time, guys," Tony said. "On your knees, brothers," he shouted. They all dropped to their knees. There was no way I was going to disobey, so I started to get down myself.
"No, not YOU," Josh whispered.
"Brother Kevin, you will now be given the welcome kiss. But first, your fellow-brothers must pay for the pleasure of welcoming you."
Tony handed me the paddle. I had to tell each kneeling brother to bend over, and give him five hard whacks.
"Lay it on good, Kevin," Tony said.
Shit, he was gonna be one of the guys getting it!
At first, I was nervous and blushed really bad. Then, I started to enjoy myself and felt my cock throbbing. And I didn't care if that was weird or not. I paddled all four of them.
The sound of the wood smacking against their skin was wicked-- and watching their butts change color was incredible. So were the guys' shouts as I gave it to them good. Each paddled brother got applause from the other three. I thought that was cool--almost as cool as making their butts red.
"Damn! He swings a mean paddle," Michael said, grinning and rubbing his butt. I grinned back. Then I saw the other three brothers rubbing their ass-cheeks.
I thought they looked hot with their red butts, especially because I paddled them. Then I knew I was starting to get into this. I didn't want to take another initiation, and I wasn't becoming a pain freak, but damn, this was fun!
I had forgotten there was more to the welcome.
Matthew, Michael, Joshua, and Tony each knelt and gave me seven strokes of their mouths on my very hungry dick. I was half bent over with good feelings when they were finished. I could go for that kind of welcome anytime! But God, I wanted to come!
Damn, they had to pay with their butts for the 'pleasure' of blowing me? I guess it was pleasure for them if they liked sucking dick a lot. That made me feel great. I know I liked blowing Josh, and had my eyes on the other brothers.
"The new brother will now have his way with Brother Matthew," Tony announced.
I was not prepared for that. I gulped.
"Make him suck your dick! Fuck him good!" came some enthusiastic suggestions.
That was all fine, except I wasn't ready to have sex with other guys watching. I had to, though, and took the jar of lube that Michael held out.
"That's my job," Tony said, taking the jar and spreading the lube on my cock slowly. I couldn't believe the president of Impact called me cute and was lubing my dick! And taking his time! The others were getting Matt into position.
"Look at him blush. What a cutie," Michael said.
"Hot," Josh said, giving me a little smile. I wondered if Josh was jealous. That made me worried.
"Wait a second," Tony said, paging through the procedures manual, "the big-brother gets first choice. That means Josh has to pleasure the new member before anyone else."
I looked at Matt, worried how he would take this news. Matt was unfazed. "It's up to you, but go for it," Matt said to me encouragingly, his voice soft and warm.
I was thinking, 'Can't we play spin the bottle or something?' Josh looked at me. I'm sure he saw the tension on my face.
"I defer to Brother Matthew," Josh said, winking at me.
"Oh, God," I said under my breath. What a relief!
Then Joshua came over and whispered to me. I was surprised that all the other brothers stood back in a wide circle, as if reverently giving privacy to me and Josh. I guess the big bro- little bro relationship was considered very special.
"Hey, kid," Josh whispered, "you already let me break the ice with you. You gave me most of your virginities, man. Matt thinks you walk on water and that you're the cutest fucker in the club. He deserves this. You don't gotta come. And stop being fucking nervous. When Tony says something like 'deferring,' say yes."
"Will the new Brother defer the payment rights?"
"Yes," I said, having no clue what I was saying.
"I'll do it," Michael said, picking up the paddle. Only then did I notice Matt was bent over, Josh and Tony holding his shoulders for balance. Michael was going to paddle Matthew.
Then it hit me that I had the duty or 'right' to paddle Matt, but had given that duty to Michael. That was okay by me, though I had been having ideas about Michael and Matthew, and wouldn't actually mind paddling or doing other things to either of their cute butts.
Michael let loose with five, wicked-sounding, smacking whacks to poor Matt's butt. Matt yelled at the last one, which sounded like a batter hitting a home run. But after what I'd been through, I knew five strokes of that paddle, no matter how hard, wasn't that bad an experience. Your body adjusts, real quick. Ask me. I know!
"Thank you, Brother Michael," Matthew said, rubbing his ass cheeks and grinning. The next part happened so fast.
Josh held my hips, Michael supported my shoulders, and Tony guided my cock. Josh shoved my body forward.
My aching bone shot into Matthew's ass.
"Oh, FUCK!" I said, my eyes popping open--to uproarious laughter form the brothers. I guessed it was okay to cuss while your cock was being serviced.
Poor Matt yelled--I hope in not too much pain.
"Give it to him good!" Tony said, as he, Michael, and Josh backed away, leaving me free to do as I pleased.
I had never fucked anyone before, but it was amazing. My body knew what to do. I pumped into Matthew, and the more I did, the harder I slammed into him--the sensation in my cock was incredible. Matt was saying all kinds of good things, and moaning in pleasure. That took away my guilt. Then I pounded his ass.
Damn! My first fuck, and it was a guy! I loved it.
(It wasn't until the next morning that Josh would tell me that having sex with the others watching was the other thing I needed to do, to win the golden member award.)
"Turn! Turn, so he can see," Michael said. And I saw Tony sucking Matt's dick while I fucked Matt. It was my first time, but I knew I was fucking him good!
As my cock heated up Matt's insides, I had a strange thought. Matt was a year older than me, and I always looked up to him, especially with his soccer skills. But now, I felt Matt was the younger one. Or maybe it was the control I felt while shoving my dick into him. Either way, I felt superior to him, and I was flying high! My cock was gonna explode, any second.
"He's comin' already," Josh said as Tony backed off from Matt and Michael bent over with a gold cup in his hand.
It took me a while to realize Matt was coming. I didn't know what to do. I needed to come so bad, myself, but I was a little scared, so I pulled my dick out of Matthew. I wanted to come inside him--maybe another time. My balls were aching. I got the idea that Matt shot his stuff into the gold cup.
Josh washed my dick with a warm cloth, and started jerking me off. How I loved his hand on my dick! Michael handed the cup to Joshua, then went back with Tony.
"This is it!" Josh shouted, "The new guy's first cum!" Everyone else gathered around to see. Josh took gold cup which he put at the tip of my cock. I was so ready to blow!
When I saw Tony playing with Michael's bone, I shot off. Josh moved the cup away from my dick and everyone got to see my long- distance shots. I was proud of those. Joshua still caught them all in the cup.
It was one of those hard cums that grabs your cock and balls by surprise; when you shut your eyes and shoot your guts out--with sparks, flashing lights, and all the extras. I was winded bad, but smiling.
After I came, the guys applauded. And cheered! Holy shit! I just had sex in front of three other guys, who then watched Josh jerk me off! And I never dreamed a roomful of guys would clap and cheer because I shot my load. I was starting to like the audience thing.
Before I knew it, my dick was wiped off and I was put into a soft chair. Someone put Matthew over my lap, but not before Matt kissed me.
"Damn, you are one hot top, dude," Matt said, His smile really said it all. I was totally surprised, but not embarrassed.
I had no idea why Matt was over my lap until Tony spoke.
"The new Brother will now give the spanking of love to his sexmate and admirer." They told me to use my hands, and not spank too hard.
"Rub his butt like you love it, first," Josh whispered, "And 'sexmate' is only for this meeting."
So I rubbed. And I didn't have to fake loving it. All of a sudden a guy's ass--Matt's ass--was hot to me; the ass I'd seen a hundred times in the showers, never thinking anything special about it, until now. My dick should have been settling down, but it throbbed at I touched this hot athlete's butt. And I when I hand-spanked him, I was even more excited.
"Feels good, don't stop," Matt said with a sexy voice.
I was tapping more than slapping, so I could see it might feel good, but wasn't he embarrassed getting a spanking in front of the whole club? I know I was when I was getting it.
"Don't stop till we all come," Josh said. Then I noticed Michael shouting with pleasure and spraying his seed into the gold cup. Josh and Tony soon had their turns, muscles bulging and moaning their hot guy-moans as they came, adding their stuff to the cup.
Matt kept squirming on my lap. It felt like he would shoot again--his dick bounced and poked up into me and slid on my leg each time I leaned forward to slap his cute butt.
It's a good thing I didn't have to slap hard--my hand would've been sore by the time Tony, Josh, and Michael shot their loads, and I wouldn't be happy about hurting Matt at this point.
"Five loads of brother love," Tony said ceremoniously, using a glass rod to stir the cum in the gold cup. "Kevin will have the honor of anointing his fellow-brothers in the ritual of bonding."
I could not believe what I was seeing and hearing.
After some explaining, I stood at a line-up of all four kneeling brothers, and dabbed some of the cum on their temples and cocks. That was where I was told to put it.
"Now the new Brother will stand to receive his anointing. Brothers--by this, we all bond together, receiving the seed of each brother on our bodies. This, in honor of Kevin."
Tony, Joshua, Matthew, and Michael lined up, and each of them gave me the same procedure. They treated the cup and it's contents like it was sacred. I was stunned, but there was something about this--something besides cum on our heads and dicks. Whatever it was, I liked it. I couldn't wait to ask Josh about it.
"This ends our bonding ceremony and the honoring of our new Brother, Kevin Chadworth."
The reverent mood prevailed. There was no cheering--just quiet congratulations and good wishes for me. My heart pounded with excitement for a whole bunch of reasons.
Then they had their fun, taking the cup and smearing a fingerful of cum here and there on my face, neck, and anywhere else they could reach without tickling me.
"Oooo, he's ticklish!" Matt said.
"Another day, another meeting boys," Tony said. "Besides, Kevin has some things to do with Joshua, I'm sure."
I knew exactly what Tony meant, and I blushed. I was dying to have sex with Josh before the pill wore off. And Josh had mentioned that we could go to the County College spare dorm room anytime. I wouldn't have admitted it then, but I wanted to spank Josh, too, like I did to Matthew.
"Who offers their lap for the final spank?" Tony asked.
"I do," I said, thinking if someone was on my lap, it wouldn't be me getting the spanking. But I was shocked when they put Tony over my knees.
Each of the other three brothers gave Tony the same gentle spanking that I had given Matthew. I found out that this is how they honor the president before they leave a meeting.
"Wow," I said, before I realized the words were out.
"You too, Brother Kevin."
Oh, shit--that's right, I was a Brother now. And here was Tony, a cute stud, all bent over my legs, his hot-looking bare ass sticking up and staring me in the face. I loved giving him the soft spanking and the feel in my cock as I did it.
Soon, the evening was over--the thing I had dreaded that had turned out so well. We were all dressed. I felt on top of the world, even though I knew my butt would probably hurt the next day, or whenever the pain-killing lotion wore off.
Eventually, Josh and I climbed into his car.
"Dorm room?" he asked, giving me a huge grin.
"You know it," I said.
"How's your butt?"
"Feels fine. I hope that stuff lasts."
"Damn, your were fucking hot, kid!"
"Oh, the things I am going to do to you when we get there, Brother Josh!" My sudden induction and acceptance into Impact had me giddy with a strange feeling of power. It took all my strength not to giggle like a little boy.
Usually I don't have much urge right after I shoot, but I was so horny, I felt like I hadn't come in a week. I was sure that having sex with Josh was a given. And I felt so brave after all the night's successes, I knew I was going to try my best to spank Joshua.
Then it hit me. I had just joined a spanking club, and I was eager to spank someone--all on my own, with no prompting. And way deep down, I was ready for my butt to be back to normal and have one of the guys spank me. Damn--I was already a good member!
"I got lube--and I brought a paddle with me, just in case," Josh said with a tinge of excitement.
"Shit! How'd you know?"
Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com Any comments would be great! (My other stories are listed at the bottom of this file.)
That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading. I'd love to know what you think. :-) --Dennis.
There's a lot more I can write about initiations, spankings, and other activities of the club. If you'd like to read about that, please write with your comment(s). Nifty does not have a way to let me know how many people read the story. So, I'm in the dark without you. Hey, I get off on the story, too--so what the hell. :-) Go for it!
I'm happy to say I got more emails after chapter two. I am very grateful to each of you guys who wrote to me. Thank you for your email. All of you had great comments--which really motivates me to write. A couple of you had very good suggestions, some I used in this chapter. Thanks again, and don't be shy to write again.
If you haven't written to me, please consider doing so, and give me a nibble of encouragement to feed on. Something you say might be just the thing to spark a whole new chapter. That's happened before with another one of my stories.
When you write, tell me what things you liked, if you can. Anything you want to say, really, is fine. If you tell me you liked some particular thing, it lets me know you're out there and helps me to write about the things you want.
Suggestions are optional and always welcome. I really do think about those, and try to use them. Any ideas are great. Right now, I'm looking for ideas of any kind. But your comments on the posted chapters are number one.
I don't have a web site, I'm not in any business, and I guard your email address and what you tell me with my life. No one will ever know except me.
I HAVE 3 OTHER STORIES:
- Crazy for Chad
- last post APPROX. Oct. 14, 2005; High School
(it's down the list a way, but it's a recent update)
- Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart
- last post APPROX. Oct. 9, 2005; Adult-Youth
- My Son Drives Me Crazy
- last post APPROX. Oct. 8, 2005; Incest
LAST POST DATES good as of October 16, 2005. Actual date may be later, by the time you read this.
Thanks, Dennis StoriesNew@Yahoo.com