Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2005 19:07:52 -0400
From: Scott Scott <scott45416@hotmail.com>
Subject: The New Guy, Part Two

This is a fictional story about bondage and whipping.  All characters are
imaginary.

     I circled around behind Josh.  The boy in front of me looked so
helpless, so vulnerable.  Just looking at his bare back with his sinuous
arms raised up on each side made me hard!  I picked up the whip and thought
to myself, 'This is going to hurt me more than it hurts you.'  Yeah, right!
Well, at least it wouldn't be like in the movies.  Not like the whipping in
Starship Troopers, that's for sure.  More like the whipping in the first
Lord of the Flies movie.  More like a parental belt whipping which many of
us can relate to.  Of course the lashes would sting a lot and Josh's skin
might even welt up a bit, but the marks would fade by the next day.  The boy
could walk home shirtless tomorrow, if indeed that's how he kept up his
gorgeous tan.
     Picking up the whip with my right hand and positioning myself just
behind Josh's left side, I raised the whip and swung it horizontally across
the middle of the boy's bare back, the tip of the whip wrapping around his
tender side and snapping him on his smooth chest.  Josh recoiled, tugging on
the ropes with his wrists, and cried out in shock and agony.  His voice
ripped through my heart, but my penis was already rock hard.  As I continued
laying lash after lash across his bare back, watching his lithe frame jerk
this way and that, listening to his cries of agony, I knew my turn was
coming.  The more I whipped Josh, the more I wanted him to whip me in
return.
     The ten lashes were finally up.  I lay the whip down and approached
Josh from behind.  The boy was still standing, his arms slightly bent,
though his head was bowed and his body glistened with sweat, for it was a
very hot and humid South Pacific afternoon.  Josh flinched as my hands
caressed his damp sides.  My hands massaged around to the boy's chest and
stomach and my head lowered and I kissed his bare shoulders, my tongue
licking the length of the highest lash mark.  My fingers toyed with Josh's
nipples causing them to protrude out hard.  I loved the feel of his soft
stomach, my fingers spending lots of time tracing circles around his innie
belly button.  My lips and teeth nibbled back and forth all across the boy's
supple shoulders and neck for quite a while.
     Without even trying, my fingertips worked their way down Josh's abdomen
and under the waist band of his pants.  The boy's stomach quivered slightly,
but he said nothing.  Continuing to feast on Josh's succulent shoulders, my
nimble fingers unbuttoned and unzipped the boy's pants, allowing them to
drop to the floor.  Josh was rock hard!  Gently, very gently, my fingers
worked their way down each side of the boy's white briefs, sliding them down
a little in front and all the way in back, revealing the tightest dimpled
bubble butt I'd ever seen.  My hands worked their way back and I caressed
the silky smoothness of each butt cheek.  Josh was definitely enjoying this!
     Then suddenly, almost as much of a surprise to me as it was to Josh, as
if acting on instinct, I smacked the boy on his butt cheek with the palm of
my right hand.  Placing the palm of my left hand on his soft stomach, I
smacked his butt again, this time a little harder.  Each smack grew a little
harder than the previous one until I was satisfied with his moans and
whimpers.  Then I simply continued spanking, first finishing with one butt
cheek, then moving to the other.  With each slap of my right palm, Josh's
pelvis swung forward, but my left hand on his smooth abdomen kept him where
I wanted him.  And ... with each slap ... my left hand moved down just a bit
until it was over his pubic hair, his rock-hard boner just under the
waistband of his bikini briefs pointing sideways and to the left.
Throughout his loud whimpers, Josh never once begged me to stop.  Both of
the boy's tight butt cheeks were bright red when I had finished and precum
oozed from under his white briefs.
     As my right hand caressed around Josh's hourglass waist, my lips and
tongue nibbled all up and down his left arm.  My left hand gingerly moved
under the waist band of his briefs and took hold of his not so small
erection.  The boy moaned as I squeezed hard.  It didn't take long before
squirt after squirt after squirt of warm wet cum covered my left hand and
dripped down Josh's left leg.  I circled around in front of him, pulled his
torso against mine, and, now holding the back of his head, gently pressed my
lips to his.  He opened his mouth slightly and allowed my tongue to enter
upon which our two tongues danced a long dance I'll never forget.  Time
stopped.  I'm not sure just how long I held Josh in my arms, exploring his
lips and tongue with mine, his arms still tied out above his head.  My
nimble fingers massaged his smooth but welted back as his arms tugged on the
ropes, yearning to hug me back, but not being able to.
     He wouldn't have to wait much longer.  I hadn't forgotten what I'd
promised.  My turn was coming.

To be continued.  Thanks for reading.