Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 10:39:33 -0400 (EDT)
From: Writersparody@aol.com
Subject: Finding It with Tim part 4

Finding it with Tim, Fourth helping.

Mike and the spanking bench.

Now I was in the midst of it, with the twin brothers regularly having me.
You would think maybe there would be some competition between them but no.
Mike  was fully aware of Tim's disability and constantly welcomed him sharing
me. He  praises me for my ability to please them both and was over the moon
about how  Tim had changed for the better since I got into his life.
Having been  thoroughly seen to the day before by Tim - it was now
Wednesday - my day with  Mike.
Usually I had an interval between but Mike had a business trip on  Thursday
- it was okay. I was well rested for Mike who said over the phone he  had
fixed up something special  for me.
But that was typical of Mike, he  always thought he had better try
something fresh with me for fear of my getting  bored with him. Whenever  will he
realise I am simply besotted by him and  his brother? But I am not
complaining, far from it. If Mike wants to try new  things I usually go along with it.
I guess I could have him a thousand ways and  still never be bored.
On my arrival at Mike's place he looked terribly  excited and said he'd
better show me what today's surprise was, like he was a  kid and had a new toy.
When he took me into the lounge and showed me it I  really thought it was
some sort of athletic frame.
"He wants me to keep fit  with him" I thought. He'd only just written
something for a sex magazine called  sexercise and how good bonding and foreplay
can be for body and soul, so there  was I thinking it was just an extension
of that.
Well I guess it was in a  way. He introduced me to it as his new spanking,
(as in spanking ass), bench. It  had adjustable height levers, blow- up
cushions which mould into one's form and  fixings to affix  handcuffs and the
like.
"What do you think then. Alex"  said Tim casually stroking my backside.
I stood there bedazzled. It was kinda  different and it looked very
comfortable for doing the business on.
I had  grown accustomed for Mike's  deviation to spank me. It was usually
across  his knee though and although it always stung for the first few slaps,
after  gritting my teeth I began to feel the thrill of it, and how Mike
thrilled to it  too.
He always said I had a beautifully formed ass for a fella, which looked
more like that of a girl, with nice curves and a very tempting fuckable, least
 spankable bum.
It was all a bit of a giggle at first, I really thought it was  just a
temporary kink  but soon realised he was serious - as the spanking  developed
into Mike using paddles, a horse whip which hurt to hell, and even the  back
of his hair bush, all of which resounded against my ass to his  content.
First time I remember I was almost in tears with the searing pain.  Mike
was very concerned and said he'd make it up to me. And he did in a way only
Mike could, although I had come to realise his brother had similar tendencies
 the way he and I were progressing.
He really spoiled the ass off, of me and  felt his massage caress my soul,
the way he was doing it. He had a thing for  coconut cream and various
Indian substances which truly soothed and thrilled. By  the time he'd spent an
hour or two rubbing me down I was well ready to feel the  splendour of his
fuck, and he never disappointed me, So all the pain was all  worth while and if
that is what he wants, I aim to be his servant. He knows  that, he knows I
will be all ass for him when he wants that.
But now he wants  me butt naked over the spanking bench. Tied and
handcuffed no less. He was very  matter of fact about it. I could see he had pout a
lot of thought into  it.
"Not only thought, Alex" he told me as he started to adjust the height. I
have been masturbating myself silly with all the images that have been
coming  into my mind, just to see your ass bent over and all ready for servicing
was  absolutely wonderful."
By then I was thoroughly tied down and going through  my mind was thank God
I trusted him, because he had me at his absolute mercy and  I was there for
his need. I felt the nudge of the ties on my ankles and the  handcuffs on
my wrists all fastened securely  to the spanking bench.
I  felt sort of like an animal awaiting slaughter but it was much more than
that.  It was a certain feeling of trust and intimacy and providing the
best   thrill for Mike I could manage.
I took time to wiggle my stretched ass  knowing how he likes that, my hands
were almost touching the floor as my ass was  well tendered across the
bench,  positioned right for Mike's enjoyment and  when I felt the touch of his
lips stroking my form I knew it would not be long  before I was joining him
in our little bit of heaven
Then came the oral  teasing, along the line of my crevice and down to my
protruding balls,  stretching my cheeks apart so that he could access  his
sniff of me. Then,  balling me , he sucked me in the hole and those two motions
 made me submit  to anything he wished to do back there.
Then the slapping would follow,  brief sharp, ones at first that made my
cheeks sting. Then more massage with oil  and lotions followed by more
spanking, but with the paddle this time, and I knew  by that time my ass would look
well red - and when that happened I knew it was  gritting teeth time
because that bought on the strap of his belt full across the  whole extremity of
my well presented ass.
Then the pause. I heard his heavy  breathing and knew he would not be long
before he wanted to fuck me.
"You  look so absolutely fabulous Alex, I simply love your ass to bits. I
could wallow  with it all day, just to spoil those ingenious  muscles of
yours and have  you several time over. I think I am well ready to give it a real
good shafting  now, slave!"
That was his language when he used me this way. I was his slave  utterly
and still clasped down across the bench I was supposedly forced to take  his
big throbbing cock in my mouth and give it the full works. But it was all
pretence for the occasion, such as it was when his excuse for spanking me was
because I had been with another, but of course we both knew that was  fine.
The day after tomorrow  I would be enjoying Tim's fuck  again.
Next, when he stuffed his soiled briefs into my mouth I knew what to
expect. My ass, still numb from his beating, was about to get the full length of
the seven inch cock I had just sucked deeply and resolutely as he wanted,
and I  could still taste its earthy pungent salty taste in my mouth. And
feeling it  sink into me at last I was in my heaven sure enough, This is what it
was all  about, that final waterloo and gratification both twins could give
me and with  remarkable results.
Yes, well fucked I spunked into the hand which had just  wanked me,
simultaneously to his deep thrust into my ass, And now we were both  happy
And when he untied me we were as one and completely submerged into the
aftermath.
It was truly beautiful.
But time to get home and chill. For  tomorrow is another day.
With Tim!

To be continued...