Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2013 10:00:30 +0100
From: Mike . <mike14210@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tom Rides Into My Life - Part 3

This is part 3 of my first story on Nifty. It tells of an inexperienced
young man's introduction to man sex. It is set before AIDS was an issue and
describes unprotected sex. In present times don't be tempted, always use a
condom.

I have been encouraged by the number of emails from readers in response to
the first two parts. I have tried to answer every one, but if I have missed
anyone, please accept my apologies and thanks.

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Tom Rides Into My Life - Part 3

During the following week we were both working most days, Tom being away on
deliveries for some of them. But on Friday Tom wasn't working and I looked
forward to seeing him when I finished in the early afternoon. Before I left
Robbie, a worker in the warehouse who was around my age, came into the
office with some documents.

"I hear you've been out on the truck with Tom." He announced.

"Yes, a couple of times, why?" I asked cautiously.

"Well, I just wanted to warn you, don't cross him or you'll get spanked."
Robbie replied.

Was I really hearing this? "Spanked." I said. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said." Replied Robbie. "I was out with him a couple of
weeks back on a two-man delivery job and got spanked by him."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Why? What happened?" I asked.

"I really pissed him off." Robbie explained. "I was late. We should have
left at 5am but I overslept.  Then I suppose I was a bit lippy when he
moaned at me. Oh, and I forgot to pick up some paperwork at one of the
deliveries."

"And he spanked you?" I asked again still not believing this.

"Yeah, well it was better than him telling old man Charlesworth who would
have sacked me. I'm on my final warning for being late."

I still was having difficulty understanding this. "So, what did he do?" I
asked.

"When we got back there was no other drivers about so he took me in the
locker room, made me drop my jeans and briefs, sat on the bench and pulled
me over his knee." Robbie explained.

"Did it hurt?" I couldn't resist asking.

"Of course it hurt, you've seen the size of his hands and he's strong and
really fit." Robbie replied.

I couldn't argue about that. "And he spanked you on the bare, anything
else?" I couldn't help asking.

"Isn't that enough? Robbie asked. "I just wanted to warn you, that's all.

I thought about what Robbie had told me as I went home. This didn't sound
like the Tom I knew, or was he just doing Robbie a favour by not telling Mr
Charlesworth? Then I remembered the joke he made as our parents were
leaving for their holiday, or was it a joke? The more I thought about it,
the more I became aroused at the thought of Tom giving a spanking.

When I got home I noticed Tom's motorbike was not in its usual place on the
driveway so he must have gone out. It was a warm day so I changed into
shorts and a t-shirt and waited for him to return.

About an hour later I heard the sound of his bike and went to the window to
check. He was just getting off the bike dressed in his full leathers with
almost knee high black leather boots. He looked great contrasted against
his shiny red bike. I rushed out to meet him as he was removing his gloves
and helmet.

"Hey, you look good in the shorts Buddy Boy. How was work?" He asked.

"OK, just the usual." I replied.  "Can I come in?"

Tom grinned. "Sure, you up for some fun then?"

"I want to ask you something." I told him.

"OK, let's go upstairs." He replied.

Tom left his helmet and gloves in the hall and I followed him upstairs into
his bedroom.

"I'm hot with this on." Tom said as he took off his biker's leather
jacket. He wasn't wearing anything under it, so he was now bare chested and
I was turned on looking at his slightly hairy chest and the hairs on his
'glory trail' disappearing down into his leather jeans.

He sat on the bed and patted the space beside him. "Sit down and tell me
what you wanted to ask me." He instructed.

It was now or never. "Will you spank me?" I blurted out.

"Spank you! Why would I want to do that?  You know I'd never want to hurt
you." He replied and put an arm around me.

"You spanked Robbie at work." He looked surprised that I knew.

"Oh, I see, Robbie has been talking to you has he? And did he tell you
why?" Tom asked.

"Yes, to save him getting the sack, I don't mind, but will you spank me?" I
replied.

"Are you really sure about this?" Tom asked "OK, it can be fun but I don't
want to hurt you."

"I really want you to." I pleaded. "I've been thinking about it ever since
Robbie told me and the thought turns me on."

Tom thought for a moment. "Alright, if that's what you really want, but
tell me to stop anytime you want, OK?"

"Thanks, but I won't." I replied, hoping I could keep to it.

"Stand up then." Tom instructed.

I stood and he expertly pulled my shorts down to my ankles. Then, like he
had done before before, gently pushed me into a sitting position on the
bed, removed my shoes and socks and finally pulled my shorts completely
off. I was now wearing just a t-shirt.

"I think we'll have this off as well." Tom said. "We don't want it getting
in the way."

I raised my arms and he slipped the t-shirt over my head. I was now
completely naked.

"You're definitely sure about this?" Tom asked one final time.

"Never more sure." I replied.

Tom sat on the end of his bed and with one swift movement grabbed my arm
and firmly guided me over his knee. My feet were just about touching the
floor and without effort, Tom moved me slightly so I was squarely over his
knees.

Tom rubbed his hand over my bottom, then delivered his first smack, it was
light and more like a fun smack.

"What you using, a feather?" I asked cheekily.

"OK Buddy Boy, you've asked for it." He replied.

Tom was using heavier smacks now. I had read somewhere about the thin line
that exists between pain and pleasure and I now knew exactly what it
meant. Tom's smacks were beginning to hurt but I was still getting great
pleasure from the experience. I could feel Tom's hardening cock pushing
against my stomach through his leathers, so I guessed he was enjoying the
experience too.

I too was becoming hard, very hard as I bounced on Tom's leather covered
thighs with each smack.  Suddenly I felt I would burst and arching my body
I came, cum spreading all over Tom's leathers.

"Wow, that's quite a load. No need to ask if you enjoyed that" Tom said
pulling me to my feet.

My cum completely covered the top half of his leathers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean that to happen." I apologised.

Tom grinned. "Don't worry Buddy boy, it'll clean off.  You go to the
bathroom and get cleaned up."

In the bathroom I cleaned myself up and looked at my bottom in the mirror,
it was glowing bright red. Tom had done a good job. When I returned to the
bedroom Tom was still wiping his leathers clean.

"I'm really sorry Tom; I didn't mean to make a mess on your leathers." I
said felling guilty.

"It really doesn't matter; I've got some leather cleaner that will do the
trick." He told me. "Come here and let's have a look at you." He pulled me
towards him. "Hey! Your lovely red bum looks really cute." He remarked.

"Cute enough to fuck?" I asked.

Tom lead me onto the bed and, after taking his tube of lube from the
bedside cupboard, climbed onto the end of the bed and put my legs over his
shoulders. He applied lube to my crack and into my hole before unzipping
his leathers, taking out his still hard cock which he also lubed up.

It was hardly painful at all this time as he gently pushed his cock in, all
the time staring at my face and giving me that crooked grin that I found so
attractive. He pushed harder until his leather covered thighs were touching
against my cheeks. It felt good as he increased his speed so his leathers
were now slapping hard against my still hot cheeks. It felt wonderful.

Eventually he slowed down and withdrew his cock.

"Don't stop please." I pleaded.

"I just want to change position to try something different." He told
me. "Jump off the bed for a minute."

I did as he said, curious as to what would happen next.  Tom, his cock
still rock hard, replaced me lying on the bed.

"Now climb up onto the bed and stand with your legs either side of my
body." He instructed.

When I was in position he continued. "Now crouch down and lower yourself
down onto my cock.  You may need to hold your cheeks apart, then go down
gently."

I followed his instructions, it felt good. Tom was completely still so I
could control things myself.  Eventually his cock was completely in.

"Now you can do the work." Tom told me. "Just move up and down at your own
pace and enjoy it."

"It was wonderful. I speeded up and then felt Tom joining in, thrusting
upwards, increasing my enjoyment.

Eventually Tom shouted "I'm coming!" and I felt the warmth of his cum
inside me. I changed position and collapsed, face down, on top of him. We
were both slick with sweat. I found his lips and we kissed roughly, our
tongues exploring each other's mouths. After several minutes we broke
apart.

"That was the best yet." I told Tom.

"Thought you'd enjoy it." He replied. "Our two weeks of freedom is nearly
over and I thought that was a position we could try in the truck."

"You do have some great ideas." I told him. "Can't wait."

Not only was our two weeks without our parents nearly over, but also my
break before I left for college when I would have to leave all this
behind. After discovering the pleasures of man sex from such a wonderful
teacher, what would I do when I left?

End of part three.

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In part four - After a final ride with Tom, Mike leaves for college.