Date: Sat, 1 Oct 2005 18:53:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: New Stories <storiesnew@yahoo.com>
Subject: Spankin High School Club Initiation - Chapter 2-Alt
Spankin High School Club Initiation
Chapter 2-Alt - Kevin's Initiation
by Dennis B.
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This is Chapter 2-Alt. The other version, chapter 2 (regular), is
longer because it contains an additional scene. More below.
WARNING! To qualify to read this story, you must be of legal age
and allowed by the jurisdiction or jurisdictions that govern you
to read sexually explicit homosexual material and/or detailed
descriptions of the application of pain to the body. If you do
not qualify, you must exit and seek other material. You have been
warned. Thank you for cooperating and being fair to others.
All persons, names, places, descriptions, and events are purely
fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places,
descriptions, or events is totally accidental and a pure
coincidence.
All warnings, caveats, disclaimers, and/or notices that appear in
any one chapter file apply to all chapters/parts of this story.
Other disclaimers apply.
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IMPORTANT: This Chapter is in two versions.
The one you are now reading, Chapter 2-Alt. is the SHORTER of the
two, because it DOES NOT contain a sex scene that takes place
between Kevin and Joshua before the initiation.
If you want to see that sex scene, select Chapter 2 (regular).
In Chapter 2 (regular), that sex scene is included.
Everything else is the same in the two chapter versions.
If you're not sure what you want, select the other, longer
version--chapter 2 (regular). It's a quick read.
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Kevin's Initiation takes place in this chapter--both versions.
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Spankin High School Club Initiation
by Dennis B.
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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)
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CORRECTION OF ERROR IN CHAPTER 1:
Kevin has seen others fully naked before--in showers and
locker rooms. The newness he refers to in chapter 1 has
to do with the fact that he was seeing a fully nude body
(Joshua's) at very close range for the first time.
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CHAPTER 2 - KEVIN'S INITIATION IS TONIGHT
If you want to read ONLY the initiation, and nothing else, skip to
the paragraph that begins with: I was frightened when we stood
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I had a big smile on my face ever since Joshua told me what
we'd done felt as good as a fuck to him. He gave me a similar
smile as he left. The surprise of jerking each other off faded,
and I felt a warm tingle. I had another feeling--that I was
suddenly close to him. Even though Josh was my best friend, what
we'd done made me feel close to him in a new way.
But I also knew we were two guys who somehow hit it off in a
way that we could help each other out with our needs. No strings
attached, no love stuff, just pure sexual relief.
We met the next day, and he made me wild. We ended up sucking
each other off. I loved it. We kept talking about it.
"Kevin, you didn't forget your initiation is tonight, did
you?" Josh asked, his tone friendly.
The change of subject threw me, but I kept feeling that new
confidence with him.
"Yeah, I did, to tell you the truth," I said, my shaky legs
forcing me to sit down on the bed. "What you--what we just did is
so awesome, I can't think about anything else."
"Damn, little man, you just came right out with it," he said,
putting his hands on my shoulders.
"Yeah. I feel good with you. I liked sucking you, Josh."
His dick was so close to my mouth. I looked up at him. "I want
more."
Josh gave a nod and a smile.
That was the sign of approval I needed. I didn't need to
think. It was instinctive--I wrapped my arms around his butt and
pulled his hot bone into my mouth. My tongue knew to push up
against his erection because it was obvious that would feel good.
"Too good, Kevin. Too good," Josh said breathlessly. After
less than a minute, he had me stop. There was no need for him to
explain again that he didn't want to come yet.
But I couldn't understand why he didn't want *me* to come now.
I guess out of respect for him, I just accepted that. Then I
thought maybe it was some kind of test. I knew it would be a
short time, then I would have my long-awaited initiation.
In the car, I asked about the initiation, but his answer was
always the same, 'I can't tell you that.' I knew all along there
was some pain involved, he told me that from the beginning. I
told him I could take it. But I started to get nervous.
"Josh, we're close like brothers, now. Just tell me--will it
hurt bad? The initiation, I mean."
"Kev, you know I'm not supposed to say anything about that."
I could see by the look in his eyes, he was softening.
"But it's different with me, right?"
"Yeah," he said, exhaling strangely--a combination of tension
and something else. Maybe he felt the closeness I was feeling.
"So--will it hurt bad?"
"Yeah."
"Okay," I said, my body throbbing in excitement and fear.
"Thanks for telling me."
"I don't think I have to tell you--don't breathe a word of
this to anyone--what I just told you," Josh said with such
authority, he made me shiver. "Swear on your balls."
"Yes, sir! I swear." Holy shit--my balls? What would he do
to them if I slipped and told someone about the advance warning
Josh had given me? That must be an expression they use.
"The initiation, where will it hurt?"
"Don't push your luck, kid. You and I are tight now, like
real buddies, but some things gotta wait."
I just nodded. Before I knew it, Josh was dropping me off at
my house.
"Oh yeah--take a good long shower. You gotta be TOTALLY
clean. And--I've already said too much, but--whatever you do
Kevin, don't refuse to do a single thing anyone tells you to do.
Or does to you. And some of 'em won't be easy."
"Okay, I p-promise."
"Wait for my call. Less than a half hour, probly. I'll pick
you up, then you get initiated."
'Get initiated,' hit me hard. I shook as I walked into my
house. It was always, 'have your initiation.' That sounded more
tame. But 'get initiated' had a scary sound to it. I had met the
other members of Impact, and they were such cool guys, there was
no way I was going to back out now. I wanted to be part of their
group.
I had just finished my shower and dressed, and was surprised
when the doorbell rang. It shocked me to see it was Joshua. I
was certain he'd just honk the horn and have me jump into his car.
He looked nervous, unsure. That made *me* nervous.
"Just you and me here?"
"Yeah, Josh. What's up?" As soon as I closed the door, he
pulled me into a hug.
"Look, Kev--I never done this before."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean . . . what I'm doin' right now. Stuff I'm gonna tell
ya that I shouldn't. You're gonna hear some things tonight
that'll make you think what happened between us--like that was
just some kinda duty, something I had to do."
My heart pounded as I looked up at him, frightened and totally
confused. "Um--yeah, but--"
"No questions, Kev. I want you to know you're special to me.
Something clicks with you and me--okay?"
"Yeah, Josh. I mean, that's so cool. You just made my--"
I couldn't talk anymore. I was getting my first kiss from a
boy. Now I knew what being swept off your feet meant. His lips
were hot, and his breathing told me his fire was lit. Big-time
lit. At that point, I felt I would do anything for him. So many
changes for me in just 24 hours.
"Just be a man. You're a man, Kevin. We're all men at our
club. Just like you and me are men. I'll have to do some things
to you that you won't like. I won't be the only one. And
remember, everyone's gonna call you 'boy.' Don't freak. Be brave
and bold, but obey without questions--without saying anything.
Remember, the few, the proud. That's Impact."
He kissed me again, just a quick kiss, this time. I was still
recovering from the first one. Then, we separated and he stared
into me.
I was 16. He was 17. Were we really men? I felt like a boy.
I thought we were all boys, but I was pretty sure I knew what he
meant. Be manly. The way Josh looked at me--something was up.
"You've already had your first initiation, Kevin. You're a
novice now. Tonight won't be easy, but it'll be . . . you might
say, your confirming initiation."
I gasped. My mouth hung open.
"Nope! No questions now."
I knew he didn't want me to talk. I was scared as hell. I
nodded, staring into his incredible blue eyes. It was like they
cast a spell on me.
I got into his car feeling like a robot. Maybe that was good.
The numbness would help me get over my fear. I was a novice! Now
they would confirm me by some type of initiation process.
I was dying to know what initiation I had been through that
made me a novice now. I absolutely could not think.
Once in his car, he turned to me.
"Sorry, I gotta put this on ya," Josh said, sliding a
blindfold on me.
"Fuck!" I whispered.
"It's okay. You got nothin' to worry about. I'm with ya.
You just can't know where the meeting place is. Not yet."
The drive wasn't long.
I was frightened when we stood at the doorway to wherever we
were, and Joshua took off my blindfold. I had no clue. But I
about fainted when the door opened and I saw all the guys inside
were wearing hoods that hid their faces. They wore some kind of
ceremonial uniform--the jackets and pants decorated with gold
braid.
The lights were dim. The silence paralyzed me.
Josh told me that all these guys were the regular members. No
strangers were present--they weren't allowed.
There was a frame made of logs. Two of them, eight feet
apart, stood like pillars, reaching toward the high ceiling. A
third log went across the tops of the other two, connecting them.
The thing looked sturdy. I trembled when my eyes adjusted to the
low light and I saw ropes and chains hanging from the top log.
There were other things attached to the chains--things I
didn't recognize. I knew all that stuff was for me, and that
scared the hell out of me.
"Welcome, novice, to Impact," a deep voice said. I knew the
voice belonged to Anthony Chariosi--better known as Tony, the
leader and president of Impact.
Something to my right distracted me. That's when I saw a big
paddle hanging on the back wall of the huge room. I felt myself
going more numb, yet a chill went up my spine.
A paddle! I knew it was for me, and that I'd probably be
getting it soon. Getting it good.
"Say, 'Thank you, sir.' Don't fuckin zone out now, Kevin. Be
on your toes," Josh whispered in my ear. The others, including
Tony, were far enough away that I was sure they didn't hear Josh's
prompts.
I looked at Tony. By then, I'd forgotten what I was thanking
him for.
"Thank you, sir."
"You will no longer speak," Tony said, approaching me, "unless
confused about an order we give you, or to answer a question
directed at you. Nod twice, if you understand."
I nodded two times, hoping they couldn't see my body shaking.
"The novice will strip--or be stripped. It's totally your
choice, boy!"
I went into shock. I had to be naked--in front of all these
guys? Then I thought, this is a test. So I gave it some thought
while my legs and chest shivered with fear. I concluded that
waiting for them to strip me might be thought of as just extra
work for them, and that taking my own clothes off would be more
manly. I remembered what Josh had said about being a man.
"I will strip, sir." Instantly, the lights brightened. I'm
sure they all saw my face redden.
"Good work, brother Joshua. The boy blushes well," Tony said.
Later, I would find out that this meant I was not a slut--I
was not used to being naked in a crowd--and that Joshua had not
wasted his time cultivating me as a potential member.
"Thank you, brother Anthony," Josh said, as he poked me,
reminding me to start taking my clothes off.
"Sir, what do I do with my clothes?"
"Brother Michael will take them," Tony said, removing
Michael's hood.
Mike was the only 16-year-old brother. The others were all
17. If I made it, I would be the second 16-year-old member. I
guess it made sense because he was the youngest they picked him to
kneel and take my clothes.
I thought it was odd that a full-fledged member would be
kneeling at me, a novice. But I was glad. Michael was tall, and
I'd be more at ease without him towering over me.
I couldn't believe it wasn't till I took my shirt off and
handed it to Michael that I realized he was naked! I looked down
to a friendly pair of eyes and a cute face that smiled subtly at
me. And a very nice, long cock.
All of this had a slight calming effect. At least someone
else was already naked, and I wouldn't be the only one. Mike and
I had two classes together, and I liked him. But in his official
capacity, kneeling in front of me, his presence was imposing.
When I saw Michael's boner, I was surprised, excited, and
relieved. I knew my dick was going to reach for the ceiling when
I got naked, and seeing his exposed hardon gave me courage. I
gulped, anyway.
I had no way of knowing at the time, that they had all taken
something like Viagra, which would keep their dicks hard for a
long time. The others all had their uniforms on, so I didn't know
they had boners.
A chair was shoved at me from behind, and I sat to take my
shoes and socks off.
"The brothers will get into viewing position. All the other
brothers formed a semi-circle behind Michael, and stared at my
crotch.
Viewing position? I was going to be naked, and five guys were
in position to take special note of my dick. My face burned hot.
I lowered my pants, carefully stepping out of them, and
revealing my bulge to this group of guys, who suddenly seemed way
older than 17 to me. I had a baby face, and I knew that made me
look younger than any of them. I heard a few murmurs. I thought
I heard a few guys say 'White briefs, very good.'
This was it! I gulped badly when I grabbed the top of my
underwear. I pulled them down, quickly, and let them fall to my
ankles.
They all applauded. The comments I heard let me know they
were praising my cock. I supposed it was its size they liked, and
that I was hard. If I blushed any harder, my face would sizzle.
Michael took all my clothing and disappeared. I saw him
moments later, joining the others who toyed with Mike's cock a
bit. They all laughed with each other. Then Josh handed Mike a
uniform and hood, and Michael put them on.
"This will keep you hard, boy. Take it," Tony said, handing
me a pill and a glass of water.
"Yes, sir!" I took it right away. I couldn't wait to see the
pill's effect on my dick.
"Boy--you have been tested by brother Joshua and found
worthy."
"Thank you, sir."
"Boy, we now offer to restrain your body--to tie you up. Does
the novice accept?"
Stunned, I looked at Joshua. He nodded grimly.
"Yes, sir." After seeing the chains and ropes, I shouldn't
have been shocked that they intended to tie me up, but giving me a
choice surprised me. As I thought about it, they'd probably
reject me if I'd said no.
"Brothers Joshua and Matthew will put the boy into greeting
position."
Then I knew what the ropes and chains were for--to put my
naked body in a spread-eagle position, standing and facing
everyone. My arms and legs were stretched, each pair of
extremities making a vee shape. They were doing all this just to
greet me?
"OW!" I said as they spread my legs too far apart.
"Back off on that," Tony said. "The boy must be comfortable
with his bonds."
I was glad for their consideration. I thrilled to the feel
and beauty of Matthew's strong hands as he pushed my feet closer
together. My weak smile told them this was better. I loved the
feel of the fur things that wrapped around each of my wrists and
ankles. Then I thought that would be small comfort when they got
going with the paddle.
Joshua patted my butt, which was strangely comforting.
I stared at Matthew who was on the soccer team with me. I had
seen Matt tons of times in the locker room and shower. On the
field he was a quick runner and good kicker. But now he was sexy.
I saw him through different eyes. My dick throbbed.
"The brothers will line up to greet the boy," Tony said.
I could see Tony better now, and noticed he was reading from a
thick book. If the book was the initiation process, I was going
to be here a long, long time.
I looked at the line of guys, all close to my age, and Michael
the same age as I was. To me they were men. *I* was the boy.
Then, Tony read from the book, his voice strange and formal-
sounding.
"This is the Ceremonial Ordeal for all novices. The boy will
listen carefully and repeat after me."
I repeated each line he spoke.
"I give my body to my brothers."
"I love the bodies of my brothers."
"I will serve them."
"I will endure suffering for the privilege of serving them."
"When I pass through this rite, we will serve and respect each
other."
"Pleasure is the highest form of service and privilege that we
bestow on each other."
"Pleasure does not come lightly. Pain is the small price I
pay for the privilege of the high pleasure."
"I ask for pain to be inflicted on me, because it opens the
gates of that pleasure."
"I will now show my love of my brothers as I give my body to
them."
"To proclaim his love for his brothers, the novice will lean
and kiss the head of each brother as he greets you."
Tony went first, bypassing the line of waiting members.
I shook so badly, I felt the wooden log-frame shake with me.
Then I watched Tony's head come close to me. He bowed, putting
the top of his head near my lips. His hair smelled great. I
leaned forward and kissed.
He kept his head there a long time. I guess he wanted a lot
of love from me, so I kept my lips there until Tony was standing
again. The brothers applauded. This was his cue, I guess, to
remove his hood.
Damn, what a beautiful face Tony had! Not as cute as Joshua,
but there was something about Tony's face that made my balls
tighten. I felt my cock jump up and I looked down at it as the
brothers applauded. The pill was definitely working. My cock
looked and felt stiffer and more sensitive than it ever had.
I was beyond being surprised that I was getting off on a guy's
looks. The idea had already sunk in that I liked guys, thanks to
Josh, and I was pretty sure all the brothers felt the same way.
That was probably why it was such a secret club.
Then it hit me. That was it! That was why Josh had sex with
me--that was my initiation--to make sure I was into guy sex, so I
could join the club for real. Tears came to my eyes. I was so
glad he had told me that I was special to him, that it wasn't just
a duty he had to do. I stared at Josh.
The look in Joshua's face--it was like he read my thoughts.
He closed his eyes and nodded slowly.
Tony stood back, checking me out. When he seemed satisfied,
he took the uniform off. He wore no underwear. He continued to
stand and stare at me.
For a second, all I saw was a big cock. I started to sweat,
but I could not help checking Tony out. He was very good-looking
with his tanned, slightly olive skin, and had the athletic body I
hoped to have someday--about 6 feet, two inches tall, maybe 180
pounds; full, hard pecs, big arms and shoulders, but not huge;
firm powerful legs, a muscular neck--all topped off with wavy
brown hair and brown eyes that could melt you. He was hard! And
his cock oozed power--eight inches of well-proportioned boyhood, I
guessed.
Tony was Captain of the soccer team. But now, he was a sex
God. His body seemed different to me now. His penis that I'd
seen a hundred times was hard, and pointing at me. It wanted me
and I welcomed that. I felt a puddle of spit in my mouth. Shit!
I was drooling for him!
I stared transfixed at Tony's cock. When I saw a wet spot at
its tip, my bone jumped up.
This made him smile, and the others clapped.
"Bring the ceremonial paddle," Tony said stiffly.
Geez, some reward for liking a guy's dick.
As Matthew leaned the paddle against the frame, Tony went to
his knees. He kissed my cock. I could not believe this. He
didn't suck it or lick it, but grabbed the shaft gently with his
right hand, leaned over, and kissed the head of my dick. My pre-
cum started to flow. Everyone stared and smiled at that.
"That was the kiss of honor, boy. And honor comes with its
price," Anthony said, going behind me.
I jumped when I heard a motor starting, and a large tilted
mirror began to come down in front of me, part of it over my head
and behind. Where had that been hidden? It was at the perfect
angle for me to see Tony standing behind me. I could see the
whole back of myself, too. It turned me on, seeing my butt stick
out, looking sexy.
My eyes went wide as I saw Tony draw his arm back, obviously
aiming his hand at my butt cheeks as he slammed it forward.
SMAACKKK! The loud sound echoed.
I winced and felt a jolt through my body. It hurt more than I
thought it would. Then I looked around at everyone. I felt the
blush rise quickly.
"You should not be embarrassed, boy. You may wince, grimace,
speak, or make sounds during your infliction--any response that is
natural." Tony gave me a little grin.
"Yes, sir."
Then, four more smacks, as hard as the first. I winced at
every swat. They hurt. At the fifth one, I shouted with the
pain.
"I like the boy. I vote we accept him."
"Thank you, sir."
My eyes went to the paddle as Tony's hands grasped it.
Comparing it with a fraternity paddle I'd seen on the net, this
one was longer and wider. I started to fear for my life--and my
butt, in this case.
"With this paddle, I confirm my vote," Tony said.
I watched in the mirror. When I saw how far back he had
brought the paddle, I thought he was joking. Then I saw him start
to swing the thing at me. My two innocent ass cheeks were his
target, and I thought I would explode with fear.
The brothers lined up in front of me also watched in the
mirror, dividing their attention between my butt and the front of
my body, mostly my dick. They knew, but I didn't, that with the
pill keeping my cock hard, it would throb up toward my stomach
when the paddle hit.
WHHAAAACCCKKKKKKK!
"Awwwwwwrrrrrrrghhhhhhh!" I yelled. The pain was bad enough--
my ass was on fire from it--but I was not ready for the huge
collision, which made my eyes pop open in surprise. I tried not
to cry out, but it was too much of a shock. Now I knew the name
of our club very well. Impact. And that impact had strained the
muscles of my arms and legs-the force pushing me forward, while
the tight chains kept my body restrained.
In the mirror, I inspected my ass, seeing two red cheeks which
before were white. My reaction surprised me. I thought my ass
looked good that way. I was turning myself on, looking at my own
reddened butt. I suddenly felt way weird.
I looked at Josh for comfort. He smiled and nodded at me.
That felt so good--his warmth flowed to me. I felt the corners of
my mouth go up just a bit in what could have been a smile, and I
nodded back at him.
Seconds later, the pain grew worse. It must have sunk in, and
my body jerked.
"Holy shit!" I shouted without intending to--the words just
came out of me.
All the brothers laughed--not a mocking laugh--a soft, knowing
one. Their eyes soon became compassionate again. As Tony put the
paddle down, all looked in the mirror.
I saw Tony kneel behind me. He gave a kiss to each of my butt
cheeks, and I had no idea why.
"With pain comes pleasure," he said after coming around and
facing me. "But there will be more pleasure."
Shit, I sure hoped so. A colossal whack on the butt like I
just took merited more than a couple of kisses on my ass, I
thought. Maybe they were saving up the extra pleasure for later.
"And more PAIN," Tony added.
I had sorta figured that. But the way he said it put fear in
my heart. Now, I knew this was serious.
I don't know what took me so long to realize Josh was next in
line.
When I kissed Josh's head, he put his hands on my shoulders.
I worried that he would get in trouble for doing that. But I was
relieved when the brothers applauded. I guess everyone knew we
were close, and in a way he was my big brother now.
When Josh knelt to kiss my cock, he slid his tongue under,
grazing the main nerve. From where everyone else was standing, I
knew they didn't see that.
"Uhhnnnnnggg!" I could not help moaning. One lick had me
climbing the walls, aching to come. That pill was potent.
"Brother Joshua will now spank the boy."
I was not prepared for the force Josh used when his hand
slammed my ass harder than Tony had. I shouted at all five
smacks. These guys knew how to spank.
When Joshua took up the paddle, I relaxed, knowing he would go
easy on me. But when I saw his backswing in the mirror, I had my
doubts.
"WWHHHHAAAACCKKKK!"
"Yeeeeeaaaarrrgggghhhhhhhhh!" I screamed.
Had I been betrayed, or was this the plan? Or did Josh have
to prove that our bond did not relax the club's rules about pain?
I didn't know a flat piece of wood could make my ass hurt so
badly. I had tears in my eyes, but I wasn't crying. I didn't
feel bad that Josh hit me hard--he did what he had to do.
I squirmed madly with the pain. And there were two guys to go
to welcome me. And God only knew what they had planned after the
greetings. I hoped they wouldn't welcome me this same way every
time I came to a club meeting.
When Josh kissed my butt, my cock jumped and my balls pulled
up tight. The power of it all surprised me.
"Brother Michael will now greet the novice."
Mike gave me a mild grin as he stood in front of me. We were
friends, but that seemed detached from all this, except for his
smile.
And he spanked me hard as hell after I kissed his head and he
kissed my dick. His hands were like iron, and he alternated them
as he inflicted pain upon my sore ass cheeks.
I yelled with each smack. He really wound up for the last
one, and I screamed with the pain. I was right--they had a plan.
Each brother hit me harder than the one before him.
He checked me out, really good, feeling all my muscles, made
hard from training and soccer. Then he did something none of the
others had, he stroked my cock once. It bounced so hard, I heard
it slap against my body. Everyone laughed approvingly.
"I like this boy. I vote to accept him."
I was shaking by the time Michael picked up the paddle. I
watched in the mirror. His boner bounced. He was enjoying
himself. They all had. I looked away. I didn't want to see his
swing.
"CRRAAAACCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
I screamed horribly from the excruciating pain.
Matthew was last. Who knows why. Michael was younger, and
he'd gone before Matt.
"Brother Matthew is next," Tony said.
Matthew was a cutie. He was also on the soccer team, but up
to now, I had only known him as just another boy, a soccer boy
with a good body and a cute face, who played well. This was way
different, seeing a teammate naked with a hardon, getting ready to
kiss your dick and spank you. There was no way to know this side
of him, or how he would treat me, except that it would hurt.
He was a shorter, thinner version of Tony, only with lighter
hair, rich green eyes, and a more familiar-looking skin tone.
Nicely tanned. His cock was a friendly-looking seven inches, at
most, but that fit nicely with his smaller build and well-trimmed
light brown bush.
And after I kissed his head, he blushed as he checked me out.
He gave me the feeling he was a big puppy dog, who you could crawl
around with and get playful. His cock jumped up several times
while he stared at all parts of me. It didn't just throb, like
the others, it jumped wildly.
And I assumed his cock wasn't lying, so I figured he liked me
a lot. Then I blushed and looked at Joshua, who was grinning from
ear to ear.
"No one can beat that cock-jumping. Looks like Matt is the
one," Tony said.
The one? The one for what, I wondered.
When Matt kissed the head of my dick, he kept his lips there a
long time. His drool mixed with my pre-cum, and the brothers
applauded as the stuff dripped off me. There were a few hoots and
hollers, as it was obvious Matt was enjoying himself.
"Sorry, kid," he whispered discreetly when he went behind me
and picked up the paddle.
"For the extra pleasure the novice has received, brother
Matthew will inflict pain upon the boy's buttocks twice," Tony
said grimly.
"Yes, sir," Matt said, preparing to give me the two swats.
And they were monumental blows. I screamed my loudest with
each one. My shoulders and legs hurt from the awful stretch from
the sudden lurch of my body caused by the terrific force Matthew
had put into the paddle, which tried to catapult my body forward,
only to be held back by the chains.
Matt not only kissed but licked my butt for a moment.
I felt so good that it was over--I had been greeted by all
four brothers.
"Prepare the boy for his final infliction," Tony said, his
tone ominous. "Brother Joshua, prepare the boy's buttocks with
the oil."
I guess it wasn't over.
"This ain't no pain killer, Kevin," Josh whispered, "but it'll
help you relax and take the next part."
I was glad Josh was chosen for this. The oil was soothing,
and as he rubbed, I realized that my ass didn't hurt as much as I
thought it would. From what Josh had said, I guessed the oil
would cushion the next round of blows.
Even though my butt was sore, the more Josh rubbed, the more
the pain drained away. Maybe those paddle whacks were more fear
than hurt. But they had hurt!
"Bring the instrument of infliction."
Just the words made me shiver. I heard a commotion and turned
my head to see.
They weren't going for the paddle. Instead, they brought in
an oar. A regular rowboat-type oar. The thing was six feet long
or more. Surely, they weren't going to paddle me with that!
"Your pleasure will come after, in proportion to your
suffering. But now, you will know pain."
Oh, my God! I shook so bad, the chains rattled. They
released my ankles from the restraints. Suddenly, the whole floor
under the log frame came up, it seemed. Then I saw that three of
the brothers were each pumping one of three jacks that supported
the frame. They lifted the thing about two inches.
This left my legs dangling in the air. All the pressure of
supporting my body was on my wrist and arms now.
The mirror was adjusted. I saw Tony behind me, taking his
time positioning himself six feet from my butt, and trying a few
trial swings. Then he came around to face me, the menacing wooden
oar in hand.
"We propose to cause you great suffering with this," he said,
as he watched my face while he brought the wide end of the oar up
close to me, for my inspection.
It would cover most of my ass easily. And with the long arc
it would travel before smacking into my butt, it would slam into
me at high speed and hurt like nothing had before. I was sure of
that. But I wondered why it had holes in it.
"Your silence means we have your permission to go ahead, boy,"
Tony said, looking hard into my eyes.
I gave him my most brave stoic look, remembering to be manly.
"I will give the boy twelve hard strokes of the oar."
I watched Tony in the mirror, my body shaking badly, as he
began. I could see it was hard to swing the oar because of its
weight and wind resistance. I just hoped aim would not be a
problem.
Then I closed my eyes and heard the flat end of the oar coming
at me, like a mythical punishment stick rushing through the air
toward my butt. It was a horrible sound.
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!"
The pain was worse than excruciating. There wasn't a word for
it. My body jolted forward, swinging freely, and my legs kicked
wildly with the gruesome, pounding pain.
"AHHH! AHHHHHH! OH, FUCK!" I screamed, my voice going high-
pitched. The incredible sting had changed to hideous agony, the
pain traveling through my body, making me pull hard on my wrist
restraints, the lower half of me squirming desperately.
How could I possibly take twelve of these, and three brothers
yet to go to do this to me? They couldn't mean to give me 48
whacks of this brutal oar all at once!
And Tony had paused--the pain growing worse by the second.
I looked at my ass in the mirror, dark red now just after one
smack--and again it made me horny to see that. Unseen and behind
the other brothers, Joshua blew me a kiss.
The next blows were delivered without pause. Tony timed them
perfectly--beating my buttocks, smacking them mercilessly just as
my body would swing back in his direction.
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
"Brother Matthew--lick the boy's penis each time he swings
your way, but don't let him cum, not yet."
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
SSPLLLAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
Dennis B.
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
Any comments would be great!
That's all I wrote so far. There's a lot more I can write about
this initiation, and other similar activities of the club. If
you'd like to read about that, please write with your comment(s).
I received four emails after chapter one. I am very grateful to
each of you guys. Thank you for writing.
If 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 more of 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 to make the initiations juicier,
hotter, more to your liking. I'd love to hear about that. 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.
Thanks,
Dennis
I'VE GOT ONE OTHER STORY:
My Son Drives Me Crazy - last post APPROX. 9/9/05, Incest
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Dennis