Date: Fri, 17 Oct 2003 02:38:46 -0700
From: derek phillips <derekph@att.net>
Subject: Babysitting Terry and Brad

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All participants are 18 or older, and no suggestion of underage sexual
activity is intended.

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           Babysitting Terry and Brad

I had my first sexual experience with another guy when I was nineteen.
I was seduced by Terry, the fifteen-year old kid next door and his buddy
Brad.

I was going to the summer term at the local community college, and
needed some spare cash, so when Terry's mom called and asked if I could
baby-sit for a weekend, I said sure.  It seemed like an easy way to earn
the money, and it didn't occur to me that Terry was a bit old for a
babysitter.

It had been over two years since I had seen Terry, and I didn't stop to
think that he would have grown up in that time, I was expecting the cute
little kid next door whom I had played with sometimes when he wandered
into our yard and hung around and I could tell he had a crush on me, so
I would spend some time with him and then tell him I had to study or
something and he'd go home. He was so fucking cute and liked to sit on
my lap while we talked and he would feel my muscles and tell me how
awesome my body was.  I liked that for a while, it felt good to have a
kid like him admire me.  I was on the football and wrestling teams, and
a real jock stud, everyone at school knew me and admired me too.  So I
was proud of my body and liked it that he admired me.   I'd had to stop
that lap business when I started getting a hardon from the way he felt
me up and ground his tight little butt into my crotch.   He liked to
push my tee shirt up and rub my abs and pecs and tell me what awesome
muscles I had, and when he found out that my nipples got hard when he
rubbed them he did that more and it got me hard right away and I could
tell I was going to lose control if I let him keep that up, once I get
really turned on I need to cum and can't stop myself.   The last time he
played with my muscles like that and my cock got hard Terry had slid his
hand inside the waist band of my shorts and I was sure he was going for
my cock, so I dumped him onto the ground and told him he had to go home,
and I didn't let him do that again.

We had also wrestled some - with the difference in our ages there was no
way we could really compete physically, but he would always insist we
wrestle, and I would go along, pretend he was a match for me.  He always
insisted we strip to our shorts and wrestle "like the Greeks did".  I
assumed he had read something in a history text at school about how the
Greeks wrestled naked, and I sort of liked the feeling of his tightly
muscled teen body straining against mine.  I would let him seem to be
getting the upper hand for awhile, and  then pin him and make him say
Uncle. The last time we wrestled he had gotten a hardon and I think he
shot his load in his shorts when I subdued him and unintentionally dug
my knee into his crotch.   I could feel his hard teen cock grinding into
my leg and his whole body shake with the force of his orgasm, and when
he finished cumming I let him go and he got up and ran away and didn't
ask to play any more.  That was OK with me, he was ok, but his hero-
worship was getting tedious.  Besides, it had given me a hardon too,
feeling his naked teen muscles rubbing against mine as we mock-wrestled.

I arrived at the Andrews' house at 4 pm on Friday, as requested.  Mrs.
Andrews let me in and told me Terry wouldn't be any trouble, but he had
thrown a party the last time they left him alone, so they wanted someone
responsible there to keep him in line.  Oh, and his little friend Brad
was spending the night, so the two of them would probably be in Terry's
room the whole time anyway.  She showed where everything was and then
Mr. Andrews showed up and shook my hand and thanked me and said if the
boys did anything wrong just to give them both a good hard spanking.  It
turned out Brad's parents were away for a couple of days too, so I was
completely in charge of both boys, and Brad's father shared Terry's
fathers ideas about discipline, he had told Mr Andrews to spank his son
whether he needed it or not, just to show him who was boss.

When I expressed some doubts about spanking the boys, Mr. Andrews took
me to his study and showed me several paddles and switches he kept there
and said not to hesitate to use them if I needed to.  I was shocked, I
couldn't imagine such a thing, my own dad had never spanked me.  I told
him I was sure there would be no need for that, but he said, "Oh don't
be so sure, my son can be quite a little monster when he chooses, and
that Brad is no angel either.  I spanked both of them earlier today when
they disobeyed Terry's mother, so they know exactly what they'll get if
they get out of line.  When they've been naughty, a good hard spanking
is the only thing that will teach them to get back in line."  He picked
up one of the paddles and said  "Make sure you pull their pants down and
make them bend over the arm of that chair there, then pull down their
under shorts too, and spank them on their bare asses - I guarantee ten
swats of this on their bare asses will get their attention."

My cock suddenly throbbed and swelled as Mr. Andrews described the
punishment so graphically and I pictured sweet little Terry naked and
helpless, bent over the chair arm as I paddled his naked ass.  "And
after ten with the paddle, ten more over your lap with your hand will
embarrass them thoroughly," he continued.  "They hate being punished
like little kids, so make sure you treat them like little boys.  Just be
sure you put a towel across your lap."  The thought of cute little Terry
naked across my knees while I spanked his bare bottom got me even
harder, though I was puzzled by the reference to a towel - surely he
wouldn't pee on me!  I still hadn't actually seen either of the little
darlings I was supposed to paddle, of course, and still thought they
were the sweet little kids I remembered.

Then Mrs. Andrews called Terry to come down and say goodbye to them and
Terry and Brad came thundering down the stairs.  I was amazed.  Terry
had really grown up.  He was several inches taller than I remembered,
and about thirty pounds heavier.  He told me later he had been working
out for three years, and wrestled and played football as I had, and it
sure did show.   He still wouldn't have been a match for me in a real
wrestling match, but he'd be able to make me work to win.  Not only
that, his little-boy cuteness had developed into teen stud handsome.

And Terry's friend Brad was equally impressive, a couple of inches
shorter than Terry, and dark-skinned and dark-haired to his buddy's
blonde, but probably a few pounds heavier, very well-developed and
muscular for his age.  He reminded me of a guy who had been on the
wrestling team with me in high school, he'd weighed enough more than me
to be in a separate class, very stocky and muscular and awesome, I had
always wanted to be buddies with him but was nervous about my feelings
towards him and avoided him and we never got close.  When I looked at
him naked in the locker room or showers I always got a hardon and felt
like I wanted to lick his body all over and suck his huge hard pecs and
play with his big hard dick and make him spurt a huge load of cum.  He'd
given me a couple of looks that made me think he might like the idea but
I didn't dare approach him.

Both Terry and his buddy Brad were wearing skimpy, ripped-off tee-
shirts, and skimpy gym shorts, so their six-pack abs were bared and
their hard-muscled teen jock stud bodies were very much on display.  I
began to wonder what hope I would have of controlling them if they chose
not to obey me.  I was also feeling a swelling in my crotch - my cock
was rising, and I had to look away from the hot teen studs to keep it in
control.

When the boys reached the foot of the stairs Mr Andrews grabbed his son
by the arm and said "I was just telling Todd here that he has complete
authority while we are gone, and he can spank both of you if you do
anything wrong."

He looked at me and I said, "Right," suddenly starting to worry about
this job.   The thought of spanking these two studs made my balls churn
and my cock throb.

Terry started trying to break his father's grip on his muscular bicep -
"Da-a-ad," he whined, "sto-o-o-p, we're not kids any more, he won't need
to spank us."

"If you weren't kids any more you wouldn't have needed that spanking
about two hours ago," Mr Andrews growled, and both Terry and Brad
cowered.

"Da-a-a-d, please, let me go-o-o," Terry whined.

"Pull down your pants and show Todd the marks, so he'll know how it
should look when he's finished with you," Mr Andrews demanded.

"Da-a-ad, no-o-o-o,"  Terry wailed, and Brad drew back, obviously
horrified at the suggestion of baring his ass in front of me and Mrs.
Andrews.

"That does it!"  Mr Andrews barked.  "You know how I hate it when you
whine like that, you sound like such a baby.  I think you need another
spanking right now!"

"No-o-o-o-!"  the sexy blonde teenager howled.

"Martin, come on, we'll be late," Mrs. Andrews protested.

"That's just too bad, then, we'll be late," Mr Andrews declared,
dragging Terry towards his study.  "Todd and Brad, you two come watch
this.  Maybe it will embarrass this little baby enough that he'll learn
not to whine from now on.    He's getting ten for whining, and another
ten for making his mother and me late."  He glared at Brad and said "And
just be glad I don't make you join him, just on general principles!"  I
looked at the hunky teen and saw his eyes widen and his hands went to
his rear end - it was clear Mr. Andrews really had spanked the boys
earlier, and it had left a strong impression.

I glanced at Mrs. Andrews, hoping she'd say I should stay with her, but
she said, "OK, you boys do as he said, or he'll be even madder."

Brad and I trailed along after Mr Andrews and his son.  When we were all
inside the study he closed the door and told the two of us to sit on the
leather couch.   He still had his hunky teen son by the arm and was
dragging him along like a sack of flour.   Once we were seated he let
the boy go and told him to get the chair, which Terry obviously
understood.  He was still whining and begging his father not to do it,
but he obviously knew better than to disobey at this stage.  I looked at
Brad and he had his hands buried in his crotch and I wondered if he was
trying to hide an erection.  I sure had one, but the way I was dressed
mine didn't show, while in his skimpy shorts one would be very obvious.

Terry pulled a heavy wooden chair from the side of the room to the
center, and Mr. Andrews sat on the edge of the seat, his feet planted
firmly on the floor.  He instructed his son to bring him the large
paddle and a towel and Terry whined and protested some more, but fetched
the largest paddle from the wall and handed it to his father, then
fetched a towel from a cupboard and handed that to the older man, then
stood with his head down in front of the older man.   Mr. Andrews placed
the paddle on the floor and arranged the towel across one leg of his
pants, then reached out and pulled his son's shorts down to his knees.
I could see at once that Terry was in a state of sexual arousal, even
with his shorts on it was clear his teen cock was rock hard, and once
the tight shorts came down his cotton briefs bulged with his erection.
Mr Andrews scowled as he pulled the briefs down as well, and the sexy
teen muscle-boy's hard cock sprang up and slapped his hard-muscled
belly, as hard as only a teen cock can be.

I gasped as Mr Andrews reached out and wrapped his hand around his son's
erection.  "And what's this?" He asked, obviously angry about it.

"Uh, I don't know, sir," the all but naked boy stammered.   He looked
sexy as hell standing there with his ripped, muscular body exposed and
his hard cock in the older man's hand.

"You don't know?!"  The older man roared, dragging the boy across his
lap.  It was the first glimpse I had gotten of Terry's bare ass, and the
results of the earlier spanking were very evident, his ass was still
bright red and there were several large welts.  Terry had to throw his
hands out and brace himself on the floor to keep from falling as he was
pulled across his dad's lap, and I don't think he was ready for the
first crack of the paddle across his bare bottom.  Mr Andrews was
clearly very angry and grabbed the paddle from the floor with no delay
and laid into the boy's already tender ass with five good hard whacks of
the wooden paddle.

Terry yelled out in real pain, and flailed about on his dad's lap.  "Ow-
w-w-w, Da-a-a-a-d!  I'll be good!  Stop!"

"Not until I've given you the twenty I promised," Mr Andrews barked, but
he did ease off a little after those first five.  He turned and looked
at me and said "You have to do this right, Todd, or it doesn't work -
don't hold back, these boys are almost men and they can take it, and
when they misbehave it's the only thing they understand."

He then gave Terry five more slow hard whacks with the paddle, and Terry
howled each time the paddle hit his already sore ass.  The sight of the
naked teen stretched over his dad's lap, his arms and legs flailing as
he was spanked made my cock throb and leak, and I was glad I had worn
loose pants and tight briefs to control it.  I glanced at Brad and saw
that he was staring at the scene as though drunk, his eyes wide and
glazed, and he still had his hands in his crotch, but not to hide it any
more - he had one hand inside his shorts and was obviously holding a
large erection, stroking it and working himself to a climax if he kept
that up.

"Stand up," Mr Andrews barked at his naked teen son after the tenth blow
of the paddle, and practically dumped the boy on the floor.  Terry
scrambled to his feet, hobbled by his shorts and briefs, which had
worked their way to his ankles.  His large erect cock stood out, still
fully erect, and there was now a string of wet sticky precum dripping
from its tip.

"Get rid of that," Mr Andrews ordered.  I wondered what he could mean.

"I can't Dad, I'm sorry" - Mr Andrews went to the a chest on one side
and took several things out -  "Da-a-a-d,  n-o-o-o-o!  Ple-e-e-z!"   the
boy whined in obvious desperation.

"OK, that's ten more," the older man said, "and I guess I'll have to do
it for you."  Mr Andrews was holding a box of surgical gloves - he
extracted one and pulled it on, then picked up a couple of other items
and returned to his chair.  Once seated he squeezed a large quantity of
lubricant from a tube and then turned his disobedient teen son away from
him and worked several fingers up the boy's virgin ass and then reached
around his son and proceeded to masturbate the sexy youth as Brad and I
watched in amazement.  Mr Andrews was finger-fucking his naked teen son
while he masturbated him in front of Brad and me, and I could see from
the look on his face that Terry loved it - the naked teen muscle boy
wailed and whined and protested as his dad poked his prostate and
stroked his huge hard cock.  When Brad was about to cum, his pants and
groans showed he was on the verge of an orgasm, his Dad pulled his
fingers from his sons asshole and picked up a large dildo and shoved
that up the boy's tight hot hole and worked it in and out.

Terry yelled "Oh-h-h-h!  no-o-o-o!  Stop!  Gonna cum!"  and the sexy
naked teen muscle-boy was so worked up he shot his load all over the
floor in less than a minute.

Once the naked teen had shot his hot spunk, his dad dragged him back
across his lap and delivered the remaining twenty strokes with his
rubber-gloved hand.   Terry yowled with each slap - they must have hurt
like hell on top of the welts from his paddling.   I understood now what
the towel was for - it must be soaked with the boy's hot jism, as the
naked teen's huge cock was still rock hard and spurted each time his
father's rubber-gloved hand connected with the boy's naked bottom.
Terry flailed and twisted, but his father held the naked boy firmly as
he spanked him and Brad and I watched in awe.  If  I had touched my cock
I would have erupted as well, I was so turned on, my cock was rock hard
and throbbing and I could feel fuck juice oozing from the tip and
soaking my shorts.

It was obvious Mr Andrews was in a hurry to get this over and depart -
as soon as he finished with the boy he dumped him on the floor and stood
up, then entered the small washroom at one side of the room and stripped
off the glove to wash himself up, talking to me over his shoulder the
whole time.  Terry lay there naked on his back, panting and moaning -
his cock still hard and spurting cum - the spanking had made him cum a
second time!  This boy had been trained to love punishment and
humiliation.

"I don't think these boys will be any trouble now," Mr Andrews called
out, "but that should give you a good idea what to do if they pull
anything.  Don't pay any attention to their protests, they only respect
you if you give them what they deserve."

He turned and looked over his shoulder - "Right Brad? he asked my
companion on the couch.  Brad's face was a mixture of pain and ecstasy,
and I realized he had cum watching his buddy get masturbated and then
spanked.  Mr Andrews stalked across the room angrily and reached down
and pulled the boy's hands away from his crotch and observed the
evidence - the boy's hard cock was sticking out of the waistband of his
shorts, and big drops of wet sticky cum were still oozing from its tip
to join the large pool that had already collected there.

"Good God!" Mr Andrews exclaimed, "you should be ashamed of yourself,
son, come here."  And he dragged the sex-crazed teen from the couch and
bent him over the arm of a chair and pulled his shorts down and picked
up the paddle and gave him ten good hard swats.  Brad yelped in pain but
I could see his huge hard teen cock spurting with each blow - he too
loved a good spanking on his naked bottom.

Then Mr Andrews walked out of the room.  "Todd, come with me, please.
Brad and Terry, you two stay here pull yourselves together."

I barked "Yes sir!"  And jumped to my feet and marched after him, half
afraid he would try to paddle me too if I hesitated even an instant.

Back in the hallway Mrs. Andrews was all sweetness and gentility.
"Thank you so much for helping us out on such short notice, dear," she
told me, "and since there are two of them to look after we'll double the
amount I mentioned on the phone.  And here's some spending money for
pizza or whatever the boys want," and she handed me a hundred dollar
bill and told me to keep the change.  This was turning into a very
lucrative arrangement.

"I hope the boys aren't any trouble," she continued, "but since Terry
asked for you to stay with them, maybe he'll be on good behavior."

That was a surprise, she hadn't told me on the phone that this was
Terry's idea.  I remembered the way he had idolized me when he was
younger and decided he just hadn't outgrown it yet, but the thought of
that hunky teenager on my lap feeling me up the way he had as a kid made
me dizzy with arousal.  Well, that wouldn't happen, I was sure.

Mr and Mrs. Andrews left, calling out their farewells to the boys, and I
stood in the hall, my brain spinning with amazement at all that had
happened.   I wasn't sure what to say to the two boys, but when they did
not appear I walked back into the study.  The two naked teen studs were
together in the washroom.  Terry was bent over the sink with his bright
red ass on display while his buddy Brad rubbed salve on the welts.
Brad's fingers were buried in Terry's crack and the submissive blonde
teen had a look of ecstasy on his cute teen face as his buddy probed
into his ass and poked his prostate - his cock was hard again.  Brad had
his shorts pushed down, and his cock stuck out hard and dripping precum
and the way he was standing behind his buddy and rubbing the slippery
salve on his bare ass it looked like he was about to fuck him, step
forward and hold Terry bent face down over the sink and shove his huge
hard cock up the naked blonde Adonis' ass.  Terry was still whining as
his buddy tended to the painful stripes, and he was still crying a
little.  He looked up as I walked in, his tear-streaked face looking
totally pathetic.

I felt a wave of sympathy for the cute sexy teen muscle boy as he
whimpered pitifully, and he must have seen that, because he threw
himself into my arms and started sobbing as he hugged me and cried into
my shoulder.  I wasn't sure at first how to respond, having a naked teen
stud hug me like that was a total shock, but his real sobs got to me,
and I hugged him back, trying to comfort him.  But his hard cock rubbed
against my crotch and my own cock started to respond, as my hands felt
the boy's naked skin, and I gently pushed him away.

"Let Brad finish putting that stuff on," I told him.  "What do you say I
order pizza for the three of us and we watch a movie or something?"
Terry pulled himself together a bit and choked out his consent and I
left the two boys, grateful to be away from the sex-charged scene.

We ate in the kitchen on stools at the counter there, then moved to the
media room and watched TV for a while.  We all sat on the same big
leather couch - it was like a bed it was so deep and soft and relaxing,
and soon Terry cuddled up to me and said "Remember how I used to sit on
your lap and feel your muscles Todd?"

I said "Sure," my cock throbbing at  the memory.  It wasn't a topic I
wanted to explore, but the next thing I knew Terry had crawled onto my
lap and worked my tee shirt up and was feeling my muscles the way he had
as a kid.

"Boy, you're even bigger than before,"  Terry told me as he fondled my
muscles.  "Your pecs are totally awesome.  Can Brad feel them too?"

When I said nothing, speechless, Brad joined in and the two of them
started stripping me, they got my tee shirt off before I could say a
word and were starting to feel my pecs and abs.  The two boys had
stripped off their own tee-shirts by then so they were practically naked
too, wearing only their skimpy gym shorts and I couldn't help noticing
both had erections that bulged invitingly in their crotches - I wanted
to reach out and grope them but didn't dare.  But both of them were all
but naked and as they rubbed their tight hard teen muscle-stud bodies
against me and groped and felt me up I was totally turned on at once.

When Terry started undoing my belt it was obvious the two boys meant to
strip me naked and I shoved them off and tried to get up, confused and
aroused and dizzy.  That was difficult, given the huge soft couch we
were all sprawled on, and my state of arousal - the two teens pulled me
back down and as they started rubbing and stroking my hard-muscled torso
in my already aroused state I couldn't resist them.  Terry got the
buckle of my belt open and worked his hand inside my pants and groped my
erection.

"Dude, he's hard, I told you he'd dig this," Terry said as he worked my
huge hard cock - "And he's got a big one."

Brad meanwhile was licking and sucking my pecs - my nipples are big for
a guy, and get hard and very sensitive when played with and he had
started chewing on them and I was a goner.  My cock was hard and
throbbing as the two teens worked me over - Brad took my hand and put it
on his erection, which he had worked out of his skimpy shorts.  His was
big too, as I had noticed earlier when he was jerking off while he
watched Terry get a bare-assed spanking from his dad.  I couldn't help
myself, I wrapped my hand around his erection and felt it throb and
twitch in my fingers.   Terry meanwhile had my pants pushed down to my
thighs and worked my erection out of my shorts and before I knew it the
sexy teen muscle stud had lowered his head to my crotch and was giving
me a blow job - I'd never had one from another guy before and I was
amazed by the unbelievable sensation of his tight hot mouth on my huge
cock - a buddy had told me guys give better blowjobs than girls, because
they know what it feels like, and I guess he was right - this was
awesome - the boy had some trouble getting all of my cock into his mouth
- I have a big one -  but with some work he managed and had my entire
giant cock buried in his tight hot teen throat and was sucking and
swallowing on it and then I started cumming and he took it all as Brad
sucked my pecs.   My entire body was convulsed with the force of my
orgasm, I had never cum so hard before and my cock seemed to pump out
gallons of hot sticky jism and it ran out of Terry's mouth and pooled in
my crotch.  I could tell from the sounds he was making that Brad was
cumming too and sure enough I felt his hot wet cum spurting onto my hand
and arm as I stroked his huge hard teen cock.

Terry got some towels from the bathroom in the hallway and cleaned us up
and once I had caught my breath I told the boys I needed to study, so I
got up and went back to Mr Andrews' den - it had a desk and an internet
connection, so it was the best place to set up my laptop, trying to
forget what had just happened.  Fortunately the boys had cleaned up, so
there were no obvious reminders of what had taken place there earlier,
and I was able to get my whirling thoughts under control and get to work
quickly.  By 11 pm I felt I had accomplished a lot,  and I went back to
the media room to see if the boys were ready for bed.  The TV was still
on, but they were both asleep, and both still naked, Brad lying with his
head in Terry's lap.  I suspected the sex play had continued after I
left, but decided that was none of my business.  Besides, even naked
they looked so cute and innocent like that.  I hated to wake them, but
decided I had to, and herded the two of them upstairs to Terry's room
before I went to the guest room I had been assigned and went to bed.

The next day was Saturday, and Mr and Mrs Andrews were not due back
until Sunday night.  After breakfast the boys asked if I wanted to join
them for a workout in the gym and then a dip in the pool, and I gladly
agreed, I had been afraid I'd have to give up my workouts for the
weekend.  It turned out the Andrews had a fully-equipped gym with free
weights, weight machines, a couple of cycles, even its own shower room.
And the small building that housed it served as well as the dressing
room for the pool, so once we finished working out we could rinse off
and hop right into the pool to cool off.

It was obvious from the way Terry moved and sat that his ass was plenty
sore from two spankings the day before.  Brad seemed to be favoring his
rear end as well, but neither of the boys mentioned it and neither did
I.   They took their workouts as seriously as I did, and we spent an
hour and a half working our hard-muscled teen bodies.   There were some
tense moments for me when the boys spotted for each other and me, and
put their hands places that got me hot and horny.  And when we were
finished we all posed for one another, and the two boys used that as an
excuse to feel me up pretty good, appreciating my huge hard pecs and
abs, but when their hands strayed to my crotch and started slipping
inside my shorts I put a stop to that and said it was time to shower.

Then it was shower time and Terry and Brad led me to the locker room,
where we stripped off our thoroughly soaked gym apparel.  It was the
first time I had been able to examine either boy totally naked - our
romp in the den the night before had been a jumble of naked legs and
chests and cocks and asses and I had been too turned on to stop and
observe.  Now, looking at the two teen muscle-boys naked, I was
impressed by their development.  Both were very muscular for their age,
and had dark even tans over all but a tiny area where their swimsuits
had covered them.   Both were also very well endowed, and sported semi-
erections as they stripped naked and rubbed their crotches casually to
free themselves from the tight confinement of their jockstraps.  Terry's
ass didn't look as bad as I had expected, the salve his buddy had rubbed
on the tender welts had obviously helped.  Brad's ass was marked
similarly, and I could see Mr Andrews had not spared his son's friend
when he spanked them both the day before.  Nor did the two boys seem
ashamed of the evidence of their punishment, they displayed them to me
like battle scars, and rubbed each other's hot naked asses and urged me
to feel them as well.  I told them no as sternly as I could, wanting to
make it clear I was not going to join in any more teen sex games - they
were feeling each others asses and both had hardons and were taking
playful swipes at each other, grabbing each other's hard cocks briefly
and squealing like a couple of little boys.  I told them to cut it out
and stepped into the shower.  They not only did not stop, they actually
started grabbing at my crotch as well - I was half hard from seeing them
hard and naked and horny.

"OK, that's enough," I said, "if you don't obey me I'll call Terry's dad
and tell him I can't handle the two of you."  That got their attention,
it was clear they were afraid of Mr Andrews, and they stopped their
horseplay while we showered.

Once we had rinsed off in the shower I headed back to the locker room to
put on my swimsuit but Terry called out "Hey, the pool's this way," and
headed for the door to the patio.

"I'm getting my swimsuit," I called back.

"We don't wear them when no one else is around," he shouted as he and
Brad walked out the door buck naked.  I hesitated, but then realized I
would look foolish wearing my suit if the two of them were both naked,
so turned and followed them.  My cock swelled as I walked out the door -
being naked in the open always gets me hard.

The two boys dived right into the pool and I followed, partly so my
boner wouldn't be so obvious, but that didn't work for long as the two
sexy naked teens started diving and grabbing at each other and me and
soon four sexy teen hands were all over my naked muscles, pulling me
under to dunk me, then grabbing at my cock and balls and poking into my
ass.  I was helpless against the two of them in the water, where my size
and weight were less of an advantage, and they worked perfectly as a
team.  Brad got me from behind and started tickling me, and found out
quickly that I am very ticklish, and with him working my sides and under
my arms I was soon helpless.  Then Terry went for my crotch and started
squeezing my balls and stroking my huge hard cock and in no time they
had my cock erupting a huge load of cum into the water.  And by then
Brad had shoved his huge hard cock up my ass and was fucking me, he must
have had some lube ready to hand because he worked a gob of it into my
ass hole and in spite of the water I was so slippery his huge cock slid
right in and he started ramming my ass  like a madman.  That got me even
hornier and I kept on pumping out my nut-load of jism.  Terry meanwhile
was eating my pecs and sucking my nipples which kept me even hotter.  It
felt like I came for hours with the two hot teen studs working me over
front and rear.

When I finished cumming I finally managed to break free of the two teen
muscle-boys and scrambled out of the water.   I was furious.  "OK that
does it, you two had no right to do that!"

The two naked teen studs climbed out and stood looking ashamed and
pathetic.  "We're sorry, Todd," they said.  "You're right, we were just
so hot for your body that we couldn't help ourselves.  You can punish us
any way you like."

"OK, then, time for another spanking," I growled.   "Follow me."

In Mr Andrews' den I tied the boys' arms behind their backs and laid
them over the arms of one of the chairs and pulled their shorts and
briefs down to their knees so their hot tight asses were totally bare
and vulnerable.  They looked sexy as hell bound and helpless with their
asses raised invitingly in the air, bare and round and firm.   I
caressed the bare globes of flesh, fingering the welts already laid down
by Mr Andrews and was rewarded with moans of pleasure from the two sexy
teens.  Their hot teen cocks were rock hard, and I arranged them so they
pointed down  in plain view - both were as hard as they could get, and
oozing fuck juice, which I rubbed around on them to get the boys even
hotter.

When both of the naked helpless teens were panting and moaning I started
the spankings - first I gave each ten good hard whacks of that paddle Mr
Andrews had used the day before.  They yelped and begged rewardingly.
Then I cut switches from the yard and gave their asses and legs ten more
strokes with those, leaving bright red welts  and drawing even louder
shrieks of pain from their throats.  Then I masturbated them - both had
stayed hard the whole time, in spite of their yells and protests.  And
when they pumped out huge loads of hot teen jism I collected their cum
and used it lube up their tight hot asses real good, then fucked them
both good and hard.  Finally I carried them to the upstairs bathroom and
gave them both several thorough enemas to wash them clean, then hog-tied
and gagged them and put them both on Terry's bed.

Seeing the large red welts on the boys' asses and legs, I rubbed lots of
salve on them and then worked some of it up their tight hot asses to got
them hard again. After playing with their naked bodies for awhile to get
them desperate for release, I went down stairs and finished my studying
in peace and quiet, leaving the two naughty teens to suffer.

I untied them for dinner and both were very quiet and obedient.  After
dinner Terry said, "Uh, Todd, we'll do anything you ask us too if you'll
do all of that to us again tomorrow."