Date: Mon, 12 Apr 1999 22:28:31 EDT
From: B2655@aol.com
Subject: Martin's Boy - Part 4 (authoritarian)

Martin's Boy - Part 4
by Terry
B2655@aol.com

Dave pulled away from Martin's embrace and slowly stood up next to the
cot. Martin noticed that Dave's hard cock continued to twitch as it leaked
a steady flow of pre-come.

"Sir?" Dave looked expectantly at Martin, who had taken his own cock in his
hand and began to stroke himself with slow, slick motions.

"What is it, boy?"

"Sir, can I ask you something?" Dave's throat was dry, and his voice
sounded raspy.  "Sir, may I..., may I have my spanking now?"

"You still horny for a spanking, boy?"

"Oh, yes sir. I really need a spanking from you."

"Does it look as if I'm ready to give you a spanking, kid?" Martin's
strokes picked up their pace a bit.

Dave didn't know what to say. He just stood there with his hands hanging
awkwardly at his sides. Pre-come continued to leak out of his inflamed
cock-head, and a few drops fell onto the floor.

"I was, er..., well, I was hoping you would be ready, sir."

Martin smiled. He had never known a boy so eager for a spanking. He teased
the boy by continuing to stroke his cock as he talked to him. Dave stood
transfixed, unable to take his eyes off Martin's cock.

"Do you know what you're asking for, boy? Do you have any idea how
difficult this is going to be for you? Your first real spanking won't be
some "let's pretend" whipping.  Your ass will be worked until it really
sizzles, boy. We'll make sure of that. Sparks will fly off that hard butt
of yours. Do you really think you're ready to make that kind of
commitment?"

Dave closed his eyes and stroked his palm flat against his stomach. His
mouth opened slightly and he sucked in a breath. Martin could tell the boy
was lost in imagining the scenario he had just outlined.

"Oh, yes, sir. I want you to work my ass until it's hot. Really make it
burn, sir. I need to feel it deep down in my ass. Oh please, sir."

"Now just you wait a minute. Slow down, boy. And take your hand off that
cock. I didn't tell you that you had permission to jack off."

Dave opened his eyes and looked at his dripping cock with a surprised
expression, almost as if he were unaware that he was stroking himself.

"I'm sorry, sir." He dropped his hands to his sides and gave Martin an
impatient look.

"We're not quite ready, boy. Besides, I'm the one who will decide when and
if you get a spanking. Do you understand that, boy. Are we in agreement on
this?"

"Oh yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir. I just need a spanking from you so bad."

Martin could see that delaying the spanking was pure torture for this
boy. Still, he decided to drag it out a bit longer.

"Tell you what, boy. Turn around for me so I can see what all this trouble
is about.  That's right, show me that horny ass, boy." Martin forced
himself to slow the pace of his stroking. He wasn't about to waste his load
by coming now.

Dave turned until he stood with his backside to Martin. Dave looked down
and saw that his cock throbbed with need. Pre-come leaked and tickled his
shaft as it dripped lower towards his aching balls.

"So tell me, Dave. Where is it that you feel this itch? What makes you so
horny for a spanking?"

Dave could hardly speak. His legs were trembling slightly, and a blush
started at his upper thighs and continued up to his shoulder blades.

"Cat got your tongue, boy? No don't be shy with me. I just asked you a
simple question."

"It's..." His voice cracked, and Dave tried to clear his throat in an
effort to speak more clearly. "Oh sir. It's my ass, sir. My ass needs to
feel your hot swats, sir. Please make it burn for me. Please spank me hard,
harder than you've ever hit me before. I need this so bad, sir."

"Well, son. I can see your point. Those ass cheeks look very spankable, all
nice and rosy. I'd say they're well prepared for it, nicely warmed up. Just
about ready, I think."

"Oh yes, sir. They're ready for you, sir."

"I'm not so sure they really know what's coming, kid. This is going to be
one hell of a spanking. It's time we put that sexy ass in the big leagues,
boy. Your butt will burn all right. We'll build a fire so big you'll be
begging me to put it out. We'll get a nice show of tears out of you, too. I
like that. Like to see my boy a little more humble. Nothing brings that out
in a boy better than a long, hard spanking. Just when you think you can't
take any more, just when you're begging me to ease up on you, that's when
we'll start to get down to serious business. Working on that ass when it's
already red and whipped is what really turns me on, boy. Do you understand
me, Dave? Do you understand what you're in for?"

"Oh god, yes. Oh please, sir. Don't make me wait for it, sir. Don't tease
me like this. I beg you, sir. Please spank me! Oh please, sir!"

"Now what did I tell you, boy? I'm the one who decides when it's
time. Christ, you have so much to learn."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, sir. It's just that I'm new at this. Please forgive me,
sir. Teach me how to behave. I want to please you."

"That's more like it, son. I want you to be a nice, obedient boy. Eager to
please his man." Dave could hear Martin's hands noisily stroking his
cock. "Now I want you to lock your hands behind your head for me. That's
right, kid, get those arms up. Now point those elbows straight up for
me. That's the way, boy. Stretch them all the way up. Such a good boy."

Dave was positively weak with desire. He felt light-headed as he struggled
to comply with Martin's requests. The tantalizing sound of Martin's hands
working on his cock suddenly seemed to make a deafening noise. That slick
sound was all Dave could concentrate on. He hoped that before the evening
was over Martin would let him please that cock. He would give it his total
dedication.

"Now, boy, spread those feet apart for me. That's it, a little farther now,
Dave. I want to be able to see all of you. That's right, show me what
you've got, son."

Martin quickly sat up on the cot and put his feet on the floor, continuing
to stroke his cock noisily. He looked at the beauty of Dave's youthful
muscles so handsomely displayed all across his back and shoulders. And that
ass! He could still see some nice, pink hand prints spread all over that
round, firm butt. Dave suddenly flexed his ass cheeks in a nervous reflex.

"Now, boy, I want you to do exactly as I say. Follow every instruction to
the letter. Are you willing to obey me, son? Are you ready to have your ass
worked on to within an inch of its life?"

"Oh yes, sir! I'm ready for it, sir! Please give me all you've got, sir!"

"That's just what we want to hear, boy. Now back up a little so we can get
down to business. That's the way, now. Just a little farther for me. Oh,
yeah. That's it."

Dave was now standing just a foot shy of the cot. The sound of Martin's
stroking was driving him crazy with lust. He was envious of Martin's right
hand!

Martin just let Dave stand there as he took in the beauty of the sight
before him, the firmness of the youthful body completely on display. Most
of the marks on the boy's butt had faded a bit, and he knew he would have
to work hard to bring the color back up to its full potential, but he was
in the mood to take his time. He wanted this to be a night Dave would
remember for the rest of his life. No reason to rush things!

Martin reached out and wrapped both hands around Dave's left thigh. Dave
gave a start, but stayed in place. Martin stroked the youth's sexy legs
thoroughly, moving his hands all over the warm boy flesh, stroking and
patting all the way from the boy's knees to the very top of his thighs,
stopping just shy of his ass. Then he gave the same treatment to the other
leg, working every inch of the boy's firm thighs. He could feel Dave tense
and flex his sexy legs in response to his strokes. A few more drops of pre-
come sprinkled onto the floor next to Dave's spread feet. Dave needed it
bad!

"Now, boy, I want you to drop your hands and spread those ass cheeks for
me. I want it spread wide open before me, fully stretched. Let me see all
of it. Don't hide a thing from me, boy. Go ahead and do it for me. That's
the way. Spread it open for me now."

Dave was eager to comply! In just a few seconds his hole was stretched open
and on display. Martin leaned forward and blew a soft stream of air right
onto the boy's gaping hole. Dave gasped!

"Oh, sir. That feels incredible, sir!"

"Steady, boy. Just keep that hole spread wide open for me." Martin put more
force into stroking Dave's thighs, now bringing his fingernails into
play. Dave took a sharp intake of breath and flinched a little, but held
himself in place for Martin. Martin blew across the gaping hole once more
before he gave the boy instructions for the next step in submission.

"Now, boy, let go of that ass and grab your ankles for me. Settle in so you
can keep your balance as I start to swat your ass. I don't want you falling
forward or anything.  Just do your best to hang steady for me."

Dave adjusted his position without question. His heart began to pound in
anticipation.  He was finally going to be spanked!

Martin stared transfixed at the tightly stretched ass on display before
him. He had never before seen such a beautiful boy butt. It was without
peer. The youthful, flawless skin was responsive to his touch as he began
to knead the ass cheeks, squeezing and stroking the fullness of each
cheek. Dave's heart was pounding so loudly now that Martin could actually
hear it. Time to give this boy something to worry about!

SMACK!

Dave jumped at the sudden sting of the first slap. Martin watched as the
boy tried to steady himself for the strokes he knew were still to come. A
faint hand print began to come into focus on Dave's ass as Martin waited
for the painful sting to develop fully.

SMACK! SMACK!

Two sharp swats were applied in rapid-fire delivery. Dave gasped and
gripped his ankles more tightly. "Oh yeah, sir. This is what I need. Please
give it to me."

SMACK!

Dave's ass was already beginning to turn pink in response to the firm
slaps. Martin decided the boy needed to grow accustomed to harder
swats. This boy still did not know what fear was! Time to take the training
wheels off, to give this boy the full treatment. As he watched the glow
spread over this boy's ass, Martin was determined to make the next swats
extra hard. He knew Dave was ready for it, even craving such treatment.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Three blasts at full strength.

"Aaah! Oh, sir. Please, sir!"

Yes! This was proof that Martin had been right all along. Dave just stayed
in place and kept that sexy boy butt ready for the next swats, making no
effort at all to pull away.  This boy was a natural, but Martin knew that
even Dave had his limits. Even so, Martin was full of resolve to take Dave
leave sore and satisfied...

To be continued!

Comments? E-mail me at B2655@aol.com (Terry)