Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2004 12:13:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steve Drake <lovesmanmilk@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Fishing Trip 6 - Steve's Tenth Birthday

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The Fishing Trip 6 - Dad Joins Steve at the Park

	After leaving the door of the Lumber Yard I headed
south toward the park. On the way there was a Drug
Store with a Soda Fountain.  I had a couple of
quarters, so I stopped to get my favorite one dip of
ice cream with strawberry soda.  Sitting on the stools
at the counter, I mused over what I might find at the
park today. Thoughts of the men down by the old bridge
made me have butterflies in my stomach.
	Finishing my drink, I headed for the park. The
afternoon was warm, but not too hot as we had a
wonderful breeze. Cool breezes are just one of the
things that I really like about where we live. The
park was only a mile and a half from the Lumber Yard.
Being accustomed to walking everywhere it did not take
long before I reached the Park. At the far south end
of the park was an old railroad bridge.  I spotted a
couple of men walking down the path that led to the
bridge. My thoughts kept thinking of finding men, and
seeing their erect penises. Visions in my head kept
exciting me, so I walked even faster.
	The butterflies in my stomach were really pestering
me. Finally I reached the path where I could walk down
under the bridge. Walking down the worn path to the
water's edge I spotted a clearing where men were
coming and going. So, I walked that direction with a
smile on my face looking forward to the new adventures
awaiting me.
	It did not take long for me to find someone who had
an eye for me. He was an older gentleman with light
grey hair. His smile was kind and his eyes had a
twinkle to them.
"Nice day we're having." He said.
"Sure is!" I replied
"What are you doing out of school so early?" He asked.
"The School let us out cause we did not use any snow
days this year." I replied
	The man was the Coach of the Highschool Football team
seemed to be squirming around distracted by something,
then I heard footsteps. I could not believe my eyes
when I saw who was walking down the path. One of the
most handsome young guys in town, John, the
Highschool's star quarterback. The older man motioned
for me to follow him. The Coach was said to be one
mean man, but the people in town liked him because the
boys won every game. Since I had very little knowledge
about football, I guessed that was a good thing.
	John looked at me then blushed. The shed was hidden
behind a group of trees so I had not seen it until he
pointed at it.
"Be ready when I get there!" Coach growled at John.
"Yes sir." The John said with his head lowered.
	The Coach looked over at me asking if I wanted to see
something really special. Without saying yes, or no he
took me by the hand, we headed toward the shed. Upon
arriving at the shed I saw John standing against a big
wooden X naked.  Looking over his shoulder, John tried
to cover himself when I walked in the shed. Coach
yelled at him telling him not to move. He then walked
over and placed ropes around John's arms, legs, and
tied one to his balls. Curious as I was, this was
feeling very strange to me. Turning quickly I was able
to run out the door and back down the path. I ran
until I could not run anymore. The sound of someone
running behind me scared me, so I tried to run some
more.
	Hearing a familiar voice, I stopped. There standing
before me was my Daddy. I ran to him and jumped in his
strong arms.
"What's wrong son?" Dad asked.
"The Coach is tying John up in the shed back there." I
gasped.
"Where?" Dad said in a commanding tone.
	I took Dad's hand and took him to the place. When we
arrived, I heard slapping noises, but no one was
crying. There were moans coming from the shed, like
the ones the men make before letting their stuff come
into my mouth. We walked to the shed and Dad began
laughing. Looking at him puzzled he turned to me
lifting me up so I could see the John on the big X
moaning. His bottom was red, but his penis was very
erect. Not knowing what to think I looked up at Dad.
He must have known my question because he lowered his
pants to show me how red his bottom was.
	Dad explained to me that some men like to get spanked
by other men before having sex with them.
"Do you like getting spanked Dad?" I asked.
"Only sometimes." He answered.
	My little mind could not understand why someone would
want to get a spanking, but if Dad said it was okay
then it was okay. I trust my Dad and he has taught me
many things that I've really liked. The temptation got
to me, so I reached up and rubbed my hand on Dad's
bottom. It felt very hot, but he moaned not in pain
sounds, but as though he liked it. He turned to me his
penis was erect as he continued watching the Coach
spank the John on the X. I took Dad's erect penis in
my mouth,  sucking his erect penis all the way down my
throat. He placed his hands on the back of my head
making short pumping motions while looking in the
window. I heard the man inside the shed moan louder
and felt Dad's penis swell filling my mouth with his
man juice.
	When Dad had finished giving me his man juice, he
took me by the hand leading me into the shed.
"Well, hello Henry!" The Coach said.
"How are you today Coach?" asked Dad.
"I've got me one fine ass here to play with!" Coach
said with a smirk on his face.
"Who do we have here?" Coach asked my Dad.
	 Dad introduced me to the Coach, and told him that my
tenth birthday was coming up in two days. Coach smiled
at Dad asking if I had been given my birthday spanking
yet. Dad laughed, and looked at me. I latched onto to
Dad's leg very tight. The Coach looked at me, then at
Dad asking if I wanted to give John a couple of good
swats for my birthday.  He handed me a paddle that had
holes in it. Go ahead give his bottom and good
spanking while your Dad and I talk.
"So, you bring your boy to the river often Henry?"
Coach asked
"We just started last year down by the fishing bend."
Dad answered
	I gave a good swing and pop I felt the paddle hit
John's already very red bottom. He squealed. Then I
gave him another swat. I reached through his legs
playing with his erect penis. It felt good in my hands
as I rubbed it back and forth. Laying my face on his
very warm bottom, I began daydreaming about taking it
into my mouth. I began to lick and kiss the warm
bottom. It always made me feel better when Mom or Dad
would kiss what was hurting me. Then I remembered what
Dan had me do to him on the boat. My kisses moved
closer until I was kissing and licking between his
bottom cheeks. I felt him push back against me, then I
heard a moan escape from his mouth. Coach barked out
an order for John not to release his juices yet.
"You better stop or he is going to let loose his
juices." Coach said to me.
	Afraid that Coach would spank me I stopped.  Dan and
the Coach were talking about my tenth birthday coming
up. Coach asked Dad if I had my birthday spanking yet.
Dad kind of chuckled telling him that I had not. Dad
called to me.
"So, Steve are you ready for your birthday spankings?"
"If you want to." I said with my head lowered.
"Oh, we'll be easy on you." Coach chimed in.
	I walked over to them. Dad had a big grin on his face
while looking at me. His look was reassuring, and his
smile as always made me melt.
"Now, how old are you going to be?" Coach asked.
"Ten in two days." I answered.
	Five for each cheek he said smiling at my Dad. Come
over here boy, drop your pants and lay over your Dad's
lap. I whimpered, but did as I was told. Dad whispered
in my ear telling that I would like it after the first
couple of swats. Trusting my Dad, I placed myself over
his lap. Then without warning the first smack came. I
jumped, trying to pull off of Dad's lap.
"Relax boy!" Coach growled.
	Then Dad swatted my other bottom cheek, they each
took turns until I had counted ten. My body began
shivering, not from pain, but a strange kind of
feeling I've never had before.
"Well sport you took that like a big boy." Coach said
with a smile.
"What would you like for a present?" He asked.
	I looked over at John, asking if I could drink his
man juice. Coach smiled, took my hand and led me to
John. I bent over taking all of John's erect penis
into my mouth. John moaned loudly as I began moving
back and forth on him. He must have been really
excited because it was only a short time before I felt
his man juices in my mouth. His was different from the
older men. It tasted sweeter, and not so thick. Coach
looked at me amazed that I was able to swallow John's
entire erect penis. He looked at Dad asking how long I
had been taking men's penises. Dad told him that I
started on my ninth birthday.
"Well the men down here will surely like your son."
Coach said to Dad with a wink.
"We're off to find some new adventures." Dad told
Coach
	As we left the cabin, Coach called out to us telling
us thanks for the good time. Dad and I headed back
down the path. He told me of a place where he knew
that other men hung out. He looked at me then asked if
I wanted to go.
"You bet Dad!" I said excitedly.
"You are a chip off the old block." Dad said with a
smile.
	We reached the path and headed farther down the river
to a place where men were coming in and out of the
trees.

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