Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2015 10:48:16 -0600
From: Jack Parke <letsdothedeedagain@gmail.com>
Subject: Tom and Fred

Tom and Fred
Mm, CD, bondage, spanking, oral, anal
By: J Parke letsdothisdeedagain@gmail.com

Hey guys, this story is pure fiction, albeit my fantasy! It could happen in
real life and I'm sure it already has. This story has male to male
unprotected sex, (in a perfect world, there is no disease) but I stress if
you are going to have sex, please, please use proper protection. There is
also bondage, discipline and severe spanking included, if any of this is
illegal, go read about the latest Disney movie and get away from
here. There are other topics `impressed' in the story so don't get your
shorts in a wad if you don't like `em. And lastly, but most importantly,
Nifty is a service that millions of guys use, why not drop a dime once in a
while and support it? You realize, this isn't free. If you have any
comments, concerns, constructive criticisms please write to me at
<letsdothisdeadagain@gmail.com>. I love getting serious comments and ignore
all spam.

It was a dark and stormy night... (C'mon guys, I always wanted to start a
story like that!)

To begin this story, let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Tom,
I'm 37, 5'6", 150 pounds, in fair shape, maybe a bit soft, dark hair with
just a sprinkle of salt beginning to show through. I'm a structural
engineer, the type of guy they call on those TV shows where they `fix `em
up' and have to call the engineer to see if they need a beam. I was married
shortly after college to a girl that was already through law school and was
four years older than me, but we didn't produce any children. My wife
Shelly insisted we get tested and it was learned I didn't have any
`swimmers' and my wife wanted kids. She went to her OB/GYN and she talked
her into getting artificially inseminated and Shelly came home, all excited
and told me. But somehow I had a problem with that and balked. So then she
called her OB/GYN again and she recommended a marriage counselor and made
an appointment. The long and short of it is, we divorced after seven decent
years of marriage so there I was, 32 years of age and single. The divorce
was amicable enough; Shelly was an upcoming attorney in a good firm and
actually made more than I did. I bought her interests out of the house so I
could stay there and we parted ways.

Whe I was growing up, I had experimented with boy to boy sex with a
neighbor kid, it was basically innocent and we touched each other, leading
to putting our `thing' in each other's mouths. We were both on the verge of
puberty and knew it felt good and thinking back, I might have had somewhat
of an orgasm a time or two. But then as I grew up, I shelved those feelings
away and totally didn't act on them; I remember taking a peek at other
guy's cocks in the showers while I was in high school but while I enjoyed
the look, I didn't act on it. I dated a few girls but was somewhat of a
loner, I was very good at math and was a `friend' to a lot of kids having
trouble in math classes, but not `dating material' as told to me by a buddy
of mine. From there, a good engineering college, a lot of hard work and
quite a few good times. I dated a few girls but found I also enjoyed seeing
the guys in the common showers. I hid those feeling from myself but they
were always there. I remember when I pledged a frat, something they did
made a huge impression on me. We had to strip naked and the pledges all got
a few swats with the frat paddles, nothing new there but I loved it. It was
mostly symbolic but the pain was there and I really enjoyed it. After it
was done, several of us were partially hard so I knew I wasn't alone!
Ultimately, I graduated, took the test and got my PE license, got married
and enjoyed what I felt was a normal sex life.

But now that I was divorced, a few of those old feelings came back to my
memory. Being single, I tried the dating scene and met a few nice women,
mostly divorced like me but most with kids, and took them out for dinner
and a movie. But surprisingly enough, there was no spark and that's even
after sleeping with one very attractive gal. After we fucked, she started
asking me about my long term plans and I could tell where the conversation
was going and while I didn't tell her then, but my short term plan was to
get the hell out of her bed and the long term plan was to never see her
again!

So at age 37, I was truly SINGLE, and not actively looking either. I
masturbated for relief when it was needed but I began to recognize a side
of me I'd never experienced before. In the real world, I was a `type A'
personality, a hard driving individual that wanted to win at everything I
did. I was aggressive in my business dealings which helped our small firm
to be recognized in its field.

On a personal level,I found that I was enjoying masturbation more and more,
I could imagine myself doing most anything I wanted. More and more, I began
to think of being with other guys. As time went along, those thoughts
changed to being with a guy and thinking back, putting his `thing' in my
mouth. But what surprised me were the `other' things I would fantasize
about, I would be submissive to `him', and he would make me do things I'd
normally not do, yet I'd enjoy doing them for him!

I needed to figure out what was going on so I went to the internet and
began searching for submissive men and did I find a bonanza of information!
It was mostly all porn and had photos and a few videos to illustrate what
was going on. When I first saw it, it shocked me what some of the guys
would do, they'd get spanked by their `role play daddy', some would be tied
up and then spanked and on it went. I would visit one of the sites, look at
the photos and jack off and shoot a huge load, more than I ever recalled
doing. One day, quite by accident, I found a CD site showing guys dressed
as women and that really gave me a nice load as I jacked off looking at
those photos. That's when I wondered what I would look like if I wore
women's clothes and that thought stuck in my head.

When I'd look at the BDSM photos, many had some exotic `furniture' they
were using. None of it looked too complicated and looked like it might be
fun to play with. One evening as I was looking at a couple of photos, I got
out a scale ruler and made a few notes and decided to see how hard it would
be to build a `spanking horse'. I found I had enough scraps and threw one
together the next evening; it looked like something a kid would build so I
knocked it apart. But I learned that if I would get the right lumber, it'd
be easy to put one together.

As an engineer, I design a lot of structures for the engineering firm I
work for, I'm one of four partners and we pride ourselves on our strong
work ethic. But in the trades, the engineer designs, and the workers
build. I missed doing the `hands on' part so I got involved in woodworking
as a hobby. When my dad was alive, he was quite the talent in working with
wood; he did a lot of fine work which didn't rub off on me very well! But I
could build a bridge as long as it would fit in my shop!

Two of us in the firm handled the day to day finances and I got to know the
VP at the bank we used. Fred was a nice guy, about 50 years of age, very
friendly (hell yes, he had all our money so you can be damn sure he was
friendly to us!) Fred was an average guy but all banker. Always a crisp
shirt and tie, nice haircut, clean shaven and pure white teeth. Over the
past couple of years, I'd learned Fred also enjoyed woodworking but he was
a true craftsman and did the detail work I didn't do well. We exchanged
pleasantries when we saw each other and commented on the projects we were
working on. The next several weeks were busy and took up a lot of my
time. I saw Fred a few times and we just waved at each other as he was in
his office and I was rushing to get done and on my way.

I did some soul searching and finally admitted to myself I wanted to get
involved with a man, I wanted to experience gay sex. I also decided I
wanted to find a guy that would let me try dominance and submission and if
he would let me dress, that would be my ideal fantasy. So I got online and
did an internet search of gay bars in the area. I'd never visited one
before but the more time I spent looking at sites, the hornier I got and
finally decided to see what would happen if I went there and then what
would I do if I met someone I found `interesting'? I was surprised at how
many places there were, living in Chicago I shouldn't have been
surprised. I noted a couple of them and went to the sites they had and
found one I felt I would be comfortable in, it was in a suburb 15 miles
away. I had to drive out there a couple of days later on business so I went
the `long way' and drove past the place and it looked clean and not in a
depressed neighborhood. It had a parking lot on the rear of the building
and I noted it appeared to be well lit. I decided it was time to suck it up
and make the move.

Two days later was Saturday so I took a shower, got some clean clothes on,
`casual business' attire and headed that way. When I got there, there were
only ten or so cars in the lot but it was only 8 pm. Being November, it was
pitch dark out and even with the lot lighted, it offered me all the cover I
wanted to have. I got out of my car and walked towards the door and paused,
than decided `what the hell' and walked in. The bartender nodded to me and
I headed for the bar and asked for a long neck beer. Then I stared to look
around at who the other few guys in there were.

Imagine my shock with whom I found in the bar? None other than my banker,
Fred! We spotted each other at the same time and if you think I was
shocked, he was appalled! I smiled at him and he slowly got up from the
group he was sitting with and after a quick word with them, walked over to
where I was sitting. I was shocked but I also realized I was `busted'!

"Hey Fred, how you doing this evening?"

"I was having a beer with some of my buddies, we meet here when we can all
get away long enough." That's when I realized I had seen photos of what
appeared to be a wife and kids on his desk, that plus Fred wore a wedding
ring but I had never paid much attention to that because Fred was not the
`type of guy' I felt I was looking for. But there was the possibility he
and his buddies wandered in here by mistake to have a beer. But just then
the bartender walked up and said "hey Fred, do you want me to bring your
beer over here?" Now he was really busted, if the barkeep knows your name,
he's either your brother or you're a regular. He continued, "Tom, I hope
this isn't going to be a problem for either of us?"

"Oh hell no Fred, we're both adults and I see no problem with what you do
outside of the bank, as long as you're straight <sic> with my money!" That
elicited a good laugh from him, and then he leaned in and said "my wife
doesn't know."

"Fred, I don't think I've ever met your wife and as far as I'm concerned,
we didn't see each other in here. And along the same line, none of my
partners know what I do outside of work, other than my woodworking hobby so
I'd appreciate it if you kept this meeting to yourself also."

"Don't worry Tom, not a word! I'm going to go back to my group but we need
to get together soon, maybe one evening next week and have a serious chat."

I replied, "Sounds like a good plan to me. Let me see what I've got going
and I'll stop by the bank and let you know." With that, he went back to his
group and I finished my beer, then got up and left and drove home.

I didn't sleep well at all that night and was happy the next day was Sunday
and I didn't have to go to work. I spent most of the day trying to play out
what had happened and what to do next. I finally decided to lay out my
cards on the table with Fred and see what happened. I decided he wasn't
going to cause me any trouble as we both were flying under the radar as we
both had so much to lose. Monday morning came and the usual rush hit,
problems with ongoing jobs that were discovered over the weekend that
required immediate attention. It was Wednesday before I had a chance to run
to the bank.

The minute I walked through the door, Fred came out of his office and met
me with a warm handshake and a smile. He joined me while I conducted my
business with the teller and then asked if I had a minute for a short
`meeting' and I said I did. We went into his office and he closed the door,
I sat down and he got behind his desk and pulled out a folder with papers
in it. His first question was if I was going to be available that evening,
he said he told his wife that he wanted to see if I had a certain tool and
she just grunted her approval. I said I'd be there and that he could come
over anytime he wanted.

Fred showed up around 7 and I led him to my shop out back. I told him I
wanted to `bare my soul' and tell him everything, I felt it would be easier
for both of us and he agreed. He said he would do the same thing when I was
done. I started off telling him about my youthful experiences, my marriage
and then went on about what I had learned about myself; i.e., the spanking
play and the cross dressing fantasy. He said nothing as I spoke, just a lot
of nods showing he was paying attention. When I had finished, he said he
had a few questions and I said to ask away. Fred asked about the submissive
side I spoke of, he inquired how far I wanted to explore it. I told him
that in `real life' I was a strong leader and I wanted to give control to
someone else for an hour or two. I said I didn't know exactly what I wanted
to happen but would love to explore it.

Then Fred bagan talking and told me the guys he had been with got together
once in a while to play golf and they also would go somewhere afterwards
and trade blow jobs with each other, they would bet each other on the golf
course and that's how they paid off! And then during the winter, they would
get together once in a while and enjoy each other's `charms'. He told me he
enjoyed what they were doing but he wasn't extremely interested in any one
of them, just the chance to suck some cock once in a while! He also said
he'd love to find a guy that he really enjoyed and get into a long term
relationship with.

Then Fred dropped the bomb... he told me that he has to be submissive at
his job and pacify the customers he has. He was required to make sure they
left his office with a smile on their faces but when he `visited' his other
genre, he was dominant and enjoyed taking total control! And because of
that, he loved it when he could `order' one of his gold partners to
`perform' on him. My mind was running on warp speed, just imagining what I
had just heard. I didn't know where to begin and just stood there like I
had just been hit by lightning.

"Tom, are you OK? You look like you just saw a ghost? I hope you don't
think I'm a total freak."

"Oh hell no Fred, a ton of things were going through my mind and I can
comprehend everything right now. It's going to take some time to even sort
things out."

Then Fred walked up to me, put my face in his hands and leaned in to kiss
me. This was the first man to man kiss I'd ever had, even when I was a kid,
I don't remember kissing my playmate. I just froze and allowed it to
happen. Fred's lips touched mine and he gave me a tender kiss, much like I
remembered from the first years of my marriage. But I just stood there like
Lott's wife, when she had turned into a pillar of salt. I simply didn't
know what to do, I was at a total loss. Fred ended the kiss but still held
my face in his hands, he pulled away from my head and looked me straight
into my eyes. "How was that?" I responded by wrapping my arms around him
and kissing him back.

This time, the kiss was more forceful and his lips parted slightly, I knew
what was going to happen next and just allowed his tongue in my mouth. Our
tongues dueled back and forth and his hands left my face and found their
way around my back. I found I was really enjoying this and I was getting
hard too. I could also feel Fred's cock starting to grow and knew something
fun might just happen, and soon! Fred spoke up, "Tom, let's get out of your
shop and go inside and find something comfortable to sit on. I had a
smaller two bedroom house with a great room and led him there, he sat on
the couch and patted next to him, indicating he wanted me to sit there.

As soon as I sat down, we started kissing again only this time it was
passionate kissing and I loved it. It's hard to hold anyone on a couch; you
can't both put your arms around each other but Fred had his `couch arm'
around me so my arm laid at the side of me and our free arms wrapped around
each other. Fred started to fondle my chest through my sweatshirt I was
wearing and finally went underneath it and began to play with my
nipples. They immediately got hard and that was my cue to return the
favor. Fred had a flannel shirt on, tucked into his pants, so without
trying to undress him, I just stroked his belly and started to feel his
`package' which was growing at an exponential rate!

Fred returned the favor; he began to feel my cock through my jeans. His
touch was fantastic, it'd been close to 30 years since another male had
felt me like that and I was ready to shoot a load! Fred took my hand and
placed it on he belt buckle, I understood immediately what I was to do. I
unfastened it, unbuttoned the flap and pulled down his zipper, revealing a
nice hard cock, silhouetted in white cotton. I also felt a sticky spot at
the top, he was oozing precum. I pulled down his boxers enough to touch the
head of his cock and massage his helmet. This elicited a few moans that I
could feel in my mouth as we were kissing each other. Suddenly he stopped
and pulled me back, looked me straight in the face and said "son, get down
on the floor between my legs and do what you know you need to do!"

I immediately slid to the floor on my knees and got between his legs. Fred
raised up from the couch, enough for me to get my hands on his pants and
shorts to pull them down. "Get from between my legs and remove my pants and
underwear and then get back in position, and be quick about it!" my first
thought was, `so this is what dominance and submission is all about'! I did
as I was directed and then got in position as Fred slid so his bum was
right on the edge of the cushion. It had been a long time but I knew what I
had to do, I lowered my head and touched the end of his cut cock with my
tongue and licked off some of the precum that was flowing. I started
kissing his cock, on the helmet, on the sides and then he took my head and
placed my mouth directly at the end of his cock, it didn't take rocket
scientry to figure out what my next move was to be!

I opened my mouth and took his cock in. he wasn't what I'd call huge,
rather average. I'd read the normal size cock is between 6 and 7 inches
with an average circumference between 2½ and 4 inches, maybe a little
more. Fred was 100% average! His cock slid in my mouth and I began to use
my tongue on his glans, I know from stroking myself that it had to feel
good! He didn't move my hand but I knew to take one hand and caress his
balls, lightly massaging them. I started to get into my task at hand and I
know Fred was enjoying my efforts, his groaning was more pronounced as I
went along. Then he pushed my head down hard and I began to gag. His cock
was just long enough to set it off and I repulsed and pulled back and
totally off the end of his cock. "Sorry Tom, I got carried away. Put your
free hand around the base of my cock so that I can't drive your head down
like that again."

Unfortunately, his phone rang with his wife's programmed ring, he reached
for his phone which was in his pant pocket, said a few things and hung
up. Fred said he had to go, a `minor emergency' at this house; I got up off
the floor and sat beside him on the couch and leaned over and kissed
him. We `made out' for a few minutes and then he said he had to go, his
wife would be waiting for him.

"Tom, I loved what we did and we need to explore this more. I can tell you
really enjoyed being submissive to me and I've got a few ideas. We both
enjoy wood working and I've got a few ideas of some things we could build
for our private enjoyment."

"Sounds great, let's get together at your office in a day or two and talk
then, ok?" "Yeah, sounds good to me. I hafta run, take care!" put on his
jacket and out the door he went. The instant he left, I ran to the
computer, fired it up and got some of my favorite photos and the instant I
grabbed my cock, I shot a load half way to the ceiling!

A few days later, I stopped by to make a deposit and saw Fred in his office
but he had people in and had the door closed so I just waved, he
acknowledged me, and I left and headed home. I hadn't been home more than a
half hour and the doorbell rang, I went and found Fred on my front porch. I
immediately invited him in, he said he had 15-20 minutes to spare amd
wanted to talk to me about a few things.

"Tom, we both are into wood projects and I have a huge job I promised my
daughter I'd do for her and her husband. She has a 1½ year old boy, my
first grandkid, and they want me to build a kid's room, with bunk beds,
shelves, the whole thing. I enjoy doing the finish work and I know you do
the larger projects so maybe we could work on this together?"

"Do you have any plans, like room sizes and such?"

"Yeah, we measured a couple of weeks ago and I started to make up a
material list."

"Give me a copy of the plans and I'll do the material list. You'll get the
wrong stuff!"

"Smart ass, ok but I also have the plans for something else I think we
should build. The project for my daughter is going to take quite a while so
this will explain why I'm spending so much time over here."

It was an ideal idea. Now we could get together, do some work, do some
other things and enjoy each other! "Do you have the plans for the other
`thing' you want to build?"

"No, I have that at my office, well actually, it's in my head but I'll do a
quick sketch next time I see you."

The next couple of weeks, I had a road trip so I didn't get to the bank but
my partner did say that Fred asked about me and he told him I was out of
town. Personally, I was happy he did that, I didn't want the foundling
relationship to dry up! But I got home and stopped by the bank one late
afternoon and Fred invited me into his office. He gave me the plans for
what he wanted to build for our play and also a revised plan for the
project for his grandson.

I looked at his sketch and it looked to be about three foot high stool,
with four legs that were adjustable. He had a photo on his phone from the
internet and it showed a woman laying over it, her legs were on one side
with ankle cuffs attached to the `back legs', knee pads with a Velcro strip
to secure her legs from moving and her arms hanging over the other side
with her wrists in cuffs, also attached to the `front legs'. The girl's
torso laid in a deep padded `saddle' that had a belt securing her in place,
it was very apparent that once anyone was secured in it, they were not
going anywhere until they were released. The photo he had showed me had the
girl with a red bum, apparently had recently been spanked! But I could see
`other' uses for it also!

He erased the photo but only after he told me where I could find it for
myself. I told him I'd draw up a material list and email it to him the next
day and left. As I drove home, I started to get hard just thinking about
the fun we could have with that device. It was playing right into some of
my fantasies of being in bondage and spanked. I had never done any anal
play, even when I was married, my wife found it repulsive and wouldn't
allow me to touch her `down there' and didn't ever stroke my rosebud. But
the more I thought of it, the more intrigued I was getting to anal play and
wondered what it would feel like. So the next time I took a shower, I got
my finger all soaped up and pushed it in to the first knuckle and was
surprised how good it felt, so much so that I got hard and took care of
business there in the shower! The one thing I did notice was how tight I
was, I have a small stature and one of those `horse cock' sized guys you
see on the web sure as hell wasn't going to fit inside me, of that I was
sure! But it did feel good so I wondered if I would ever feel the real
thing or not.

The next day I made up a material list and emailed it to him and mentioned
that he would need to add a few items, which I listed for him and told him
to make sure he knew which items they were so they didn't get used in the
construction of his project. Fred called and asked if it would be OK for
Home Depot to deliver the materials Saturday and I told him that would be
fine

Bright and early Saturday morning, there was a knock on my door and when I
opened it, there was Fred with two coffees and a sack of donuts. I won't go
into all that happened but we spent many an evening working on his project
which included more than one trip to his daughter's house to take a few
measurements and then finally the big day and he borrowed a large truck, we
loaded it up and delivered it, installed it and everyone was happy!

While we were doing the construction, Fred's wife Monica came over a few
times to see how things were going and she decided she would do the
decorating which included the colors. I told her to pick up the stain or
paint and make sure to get some gloves as my hands didn't fit a paint
brush, at which she giggled. Monica was very nice and the three of us all
became good friends; had she known how good of a friend Fred and I were,
she would have died!

The day after the big delivery, Fred came over to help clean up the
shop. We had a lot of cutoffs laying about, a lot of sawdust and did quite
a bit of sweeping. When we were about done, Fred mentioned the remaining
lumber he had ordered and when I looked at him, Fred had a big `shit eating
grin' on his face! I grabbed a pad and started to draw out the plans as I
understood them and Fred made a suggestion here and there and in a few
minutes, we had a workable blueprint of the device. Fred made the cuts for
the torso support with a jigsaw and I cut the rest of the materials. I ran
the pieces through the planer to get them smooth and then edged all the
materials. Assembly was easy but since we had stained all the components,
we quit for the day, went in and had a couple of beers and Fred went on
home. I had hoped to play before he left but he was in a hurry so I figured
it would wait for another day.

That next week, Fred told me that Monica was going to visit her mom for an
upcoming four day weekend so he'd be free. He asked if I was going to be
home Friday and if so, said we could finish the last few steps of the
`tower' we had started. He also said he had a cushion to attach to the
saddle to make it comfortable for anyone secured to the new `spanking
tower' as he liked to call it. I didn't tell him but I had finished it a
day or two earlier and had adjusted it for my height, I was ready to lay
over it and find out what full bondage was all about!

Fred showed up Friday morning and again, had coffee and donuts. We sat at
the kitchen and discussed what we might do once we got the project
finished. Fred told me he had given a lot of thought to what we had
discussed and he would like to pursue the dom/sub play. He also said he'd
like to give the CD a try, but that he didn't have any clothes. That got me
to thinking that I could order some stuff online or even just stop by a
store and tell the clerk I'm getting some stuff for my wife, they could
care less.

"So, should we get busy and finish the tower?"

"Shit, it's been done for the past week!"

"Are you kidding me? Well let's go take a look." My shop is in a separate
garage on the back of my lot but I had moved the tower to the basement. I
had a room that was finished, I think it was intended for kids but I didn't
use it for much and decided to make it a `play room'. I led Fred down the
stairs and into the room, one plus was there were no windows to allow
anyone to peek in while we were playing. When he saw the tower, he loved
it. He had the cushion and it fit perfectly and then he asked if I was
going to give him a preview.

I leaned over the tower and it fit me perfectly. "Damn Tom, that looks
hot. Do you have cuffs to use?"

"No, I sure don't but I found some on the net and ordered them a couple of
days ago. I also ordered a leather paddle for you to use, I think it'll
feel good on my bum."

Fred laid into the saddle to see how it would feel with the pad and then
got up off the tower and looked around the room; it had a couch, chair, a
card table and not much else other than a few lamps here and there. It was
a large room, with a bathroom stubbed out in a large attached area and also
what could easily be a walk-in closet. I told him I might get a bed for the
room and tell anyone that wonders that it's a `guest room' if I have
company. Fred noted that would be a good idea and walked over to the couch
and patted the seat next to him. I went over and sat down next to him and
he put his arm around me and kissed my forcefully on the lips. Our mouths
opened, allowing our tongues to search each other's mouths. My hand
immediately went to his crotch and felt his cock beginning to get hard. I
immediately knew what he would want me to do and I unfastened his belt and
unbuttoned his jeans. I tugged oh his shirt and pulled it out and then got
a large surprise, Fred was going commando! His hard cock was leaking
precum, which I wanted in my mouth and I broke the kiss and got on the
floor. Fred rose up and I pulled down his jeans and while I was doing that,
he took his shirt off. Then he `ordered' me to get naked also, which I
did. As soon as I was naked, he led me to sit beside him again and we began
to make out, kissing each other passionately. We kissed for what I would
imagine was at least 15 minutes and then Fred said "you've been naughty
son, I'm going to give you a spanking!" I was almost shocked when I heard
that, I totally wasn't ready for this happening at all!

"Stand in front of me young man, I'm not happy with you at all." I got up
from the couch and Fred stood up and led me to the new tower. "Get yourself
over this tower and don't you dare try to get up while I'm giving you your
spanking, do you understand me, son?"

"Yes daddy, I understand" and I laid myself over the tower and grabbed the
front legs and readied myself for what I was about to experience for the
first time! SMACK!!! Damn, that hurt! I was totally unready for
this. "OUCH, that hurt!"

"Spankings are designed to hurt, and I plan on making this a good
spanking. So get ready to have your bum hurt good and proper!" SMACK!!!
POP!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SLAP!!! And on and on it went! I was sure my
bottom was beet red, it was hot and I was really wanting it to stop. But as
`daddy' continued to spank me, I noticed I went into a `grove' or `mood'
and started to enjoy the pain. I doubt anyone could understand this unless
they've been spanked good and hard. I even had tears in my eyes, I hadn't
cried since my dad died a few years past so this was something new for
me. Then as soon as it started, it was over.

"Get up son and come with me." Daddy led me to the couch and sat me next to
him and put his arms around me and held me close to his chest. I felt so
good, I had just been spanked and now my daddy was holding me close, to
show me his concern. Then he leaned back and looked me in the eyes and
pulled me to him and we kissed passionately. He was stroking my cock and I
returned the favor. I was actually "over" him and he pushed me down by my
shoulders until I was between his legs and took his cock in my mouth and
began to suck his cock.

Daddy was holding my head and controlling how I was sucking his cock. He
slowly had me almost remove my mouth from his cock, only to slowly push my
head down its length. He also stopped my going deeper right as my tongue
was on his glans and I flicked my tongue over it and I could tell he was
enjoying this as his moans revealed. I had both hands fondling his balls
and then took one finger to search for his opening, knowing how much I
enjoyed the feelings it gave me. I quickly got my finger wet with my spit
and found his pucker and pushed my middle finger in to the first
knuckle. That's all it took, daddy held my mouth right where my tongue was
massaging his glans, I felt his head swell and suddenly, I tasted his seed
as it flooded my mouth. I had read enough to know it was imperative that I
swallow so swallow I did. Daddy gave me five good shots of his cum and I
loved its taste. He pulled me off his cock, he said it was "tender" and I
had to quit. I got up and sat next to him and he pulled me in for a deep
kiss. I know some of his jism was still in my mouth and we shared it as
lovers oft do. While we were kissing, he started stroking my cock and used
my precum to lubricate it, I think it was on the second "plunge" his hand
made, I shot a load like I hadn't made for as far back as I could remember!
After I was done cuming, we just sat side by side, sharing those little
kisses lovers share after they both cum. Fred looked at me and started to
giggle a little, "so did you enjpy it?"

"Oh shit, you just don't know how much I loved the entire thing! The
spanking was great, it hurt but after the first few, the pain felt great. I
really can't describe the feelings that I got but it was just simply
great. I'm going to see if I can get some clothes to wear and maybe a wig
too. I've got a few ideas and I'm going to go shopping next week!"

Fred and I played two more times that long weekend and I was totally
drained by the time I went to work the following Tuesday. I actually almost
took a couple of days off to rest up! But what it did was give me time to
go shopping at a place that had all sorts of toys for the gay community. I
also got my mailed toys I had ordered and had the cuffs so I was ready for
our next time when we could get together to play. I told Fred I had
everything I thought we'd need for a fun time and to let me know if he
could get free for a few hours.

Both of us got busy with our jobs, I only saw Fred a few times and had no
contact with him other than a `hi' at the bank. I also was experimenting
with the things I had purchased and began getting ready for our next time
when we could get together. Finally on one of my trips to the bank, Fred
said he'd be free all day Saturday, that Monica was going shopping with her
sister and would be gone all day so we decided to meet up; the next day I
stopped and gave him a note saying that the front door would be unlocked,
for him to come in and lock it behind him using the deadbolt, then go to
the corner bedroom and he'd find another note there, and lasatly to try to
be at my house at 9 and he agreed to everything.

I heard him come into the house and also could hear him walk into the
corner bedroom where he found the first note, labeled `READ FIRST" and was
simple, `Fred, please put on this cassock and wear the `flip-flops' and
come down to the basement to the room, you'll find me in there.' The second
note was more interesting...

Father Fred, I discovered Tomi in the shed by the playground, with a boy
from the public school down the road. Tomi was holding this boy's "member"
and his hand was under her skirt, they were both kissing. I feel you should
punish her by giving her a spanking for what she did; this type of behavior
can only lead to the ruin of her soul.  Sister Celeste

I was sitting on a chair in the room, then finally heard his steps on the
basement stairs. Suddenly the door opened...

Father Fred dressed in his cassock and `shoes' and headed for the
basement. When he got to the door, he saw the new plaque on the door,
"Parsonage", and opened the door and found a 5'6" 150 pound cute schoolgirl
sitting on a straight backed chair. He saw Tomi, in a lace trimmed white
blouse buttoned to the neck revealing the outline of her bra with small
titties, a skirt that went to her knees, knee high white socks and slip on
shoes. Tomi had shoulder length auburn hair and was wearing light makeup
and was very attractive.

The instant he entered, Tomi got up from the chair and stood in the center
of the room. Father Fred could tell she was scared, he could see the fear
in her eyes and knew she was not looking forward to what was going to
happen. Tomi could see Father had a note in his hand, she dreaded what it
said and looked down at the floor, unable to look Father Fred in the
eyes. It was then that Father looked around the room and noted that a bed
had been added, plus a bathroom was installed. He recalled the plumbing was
roughed out when he was there before and it made a nice addition to the
`guest room'. He also saw the tower was next to the chair Tomi had been
sitting in. That's when Tomi turned and walked over to a side table and
picked up a small box and handed it to Father Fred.

Father opened the box and found a leather paddle, a Plexiglas paddle,
several butt plugs ranging from small to very large and a tube of KY
lubricant, a breathable ball gag and lastly, a penis gag. He fully
understood what Tomi expected him to do. He took the box and placed it on
the side table by the bed and walked over to the bed and sat down, then he
told Tomi to come and stand before him.

"Young lady, I have a note from Sister Celeste saying you were unclean with
a boy from that public school down the road. Is this the truth, and
remember, I can have Sister come in here if you want to tell me different!"

"Yes Father, it's true but we didn't do anything! Honest Father, we were
just kissing and nothing more!"

"So you were holding his member and he had his hand on your bottom, plus
you were both kissing and you did nothing? Do you really want me to believe
this, young lady?"

Tomi stared at the floor, she knew her proverbial goose was cooked and
wondered what would happen next. "Young lady, I'm going to give you a sound
spanking for what you did and I don't expect you to tell me any more lies
about how you didn't do anything `dirty'. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Father, I'm sorry and I won't do it again. Do you really have to spank
me for this? I promise I'll never do it again, honest! And if you don't
spank me, maybe I can do something else for you as a punishment. I really
don't want to get spanked." The whole speech was of no avail as Father
stood and led her to the tower. Tomi almost went willingly, yet she also
hung back. She knew she was about to have her bottom spanked long and hard
and she wasn't looking forward to it at all. Damn that Johnny, he got me in
this trouble and I've done other things with him and then he runs off and
now I have to pay for what we did!

When they reached the tower, Father pushed Tomi over and quickly took her
hands and put them in the wrist cuffs, holding her bent over the
tower. Next he took the waist belt and fastened it, holding her body
secured. Next he pulled up her skirt and slowly lowered her panties down
her legs. "Oh no please Father, not on my bare bottom!! I'm begging you
Father, I'll never do it again. I knew we shouldn't have been doing it but
Johnny said it would be OK!!" but to no avail, Father Fred lowered her
panties down to her ankles and then fastened her ankle cuffs and then
secured her legs in place also.

Tomi started to cry, she knew she was about to get spanked and that it
would hurt her bum and make it red, and she didn't want that to happen! She
heard Father Fred walk over to the bed and then back and suddenly felt a
sharp pain on her tender bottom! SMACK!! The leather paddle connected
across both cheeks suddenly and it smarted. Tomi's head rose up sharply and
she grunted loudly! Then before she could say anything, SMACK SMACK
SMACK!!! "AAAIIIIIEEEEOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"The spanks fell rapidly and sharply,
causing her considerable pain in her bum. Then a rapid 30 or 40 more fell,
very quickly and Tomi was unable to count them, she just knew they hurt
real bad! The tears were welling freely from her eyes and she began to
lightly cry. Tomi wanted this spanking to be over but she was afraid it
wasn't going to end too soon! SMACK, CRACK, POP, SMACK, SMACK and on and on
it went. She wasn't even sure how long it went on but by now, she was
sobbing as the pain in her bottom was very real. She thought her bum was on
fire, almost like Father had used a hot iron to burn her tender butt cheek
skin!

Then as soon as it started, it was all over. Father released her bindings
and helper her stand up, then handed her a Kleenex and led her to stand
before him as he sat on the bed. Tomi was going to pull up her panties but
Father Fred said to not bother, she wasn't going to need her panties. This
scared Tomi but she didn't know what was going to happen and wondered if
she was going to be spanked more or not.

Father held her close and comforted her and lightly kissed her cheeks and
helped her dry her eyes. He tenderly spoke to her and told her she had been
very naughty and was going to have to learn `what those nasty boys
want'. That almost made Tomi smile as she knew what Johnny wanted, he
wanted her to rub him until he made that sticky mess out of his `thing'!
They had done that many times and she enjoyed doing it, it made him feel
good and sometimes he would finger her thingie and that made her feel real
good!

Then Father led Tomi to sit beside him and he wrapped his arms around her;
Tomi suddenly felt safe and knew the worse was over. "Tomi, you're done
with your spanking but I feel you need to know what happens to sluts and
what naughty boys do to them." "What do you mean, Father?" Tomi asked.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to give you a sample of what, er Jamie, or Johnny, I
forget his name, wants to do to you. I'm going to put my penis in your
`dummy' and let you feel it and everything that happens!"

"Oh no Father, you can't do that. You're too big for me, you'd hurt
me. Johnny tried to do it once and it hurt real bad!"

"Ah, so he did? Well I'm going to show you how easy and fun it can be to do
this." With that, he took her hand and parted his cassock and put her hand
on his rapidly hardening manhood. "Oh no Father, it's too big and I won't
let you do this" and with that, she jumped up and stamped her foot.

"Tomi, that was a horrible mistake on your part. Take off your blouse and
your skirt and do it now!" he demanded. Tomi slowly began to unbutton her
blouse while Father waited impatiently. Once she was done, she unfastened
her skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor and she was left standing
there in her socks and her bra. "That's good enough" and Father stood up
and forcefully led her to the spanking tower.

The entire 12 mile trip from the bed to the spanking tower only took a few
seconds but to Tomi, it took a hour. The whole time she went at his
direction, Tomi was crying her eyes out, she knew something was going to
happen to her but she didn't know what to expect. Father Fred immediately
bent her over the tower and secured her waist belt first, holding her in
place. Next he attached her wrists to the cuffs, then put the legs into
their places and finally her ankle cuffs. Then he told her she was going to
find out what it feels like to be properly spanked! Tomi was unable to see
what Father was doing but she suddenly felt a hot flash on her pert bottom!
CCRRAAAAACCKKKKK!!! Father applied the Plexiglas lexan paddle to her
bum. "YYOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEE!!! PLEASE NO MORE, I'LL DO WHATEVER
YOU WANT ME TO DO."

"Yes sweetheart, I know you will. And this screaming has got to stop" as he
lifted her head and forced the ball gag in her mouth. "MMFFMFFFFMMFFSS" was
all Tomi could get out. And probably good as she felt something cold on her
pussy, Father was moving something around on her back there and it was
cold, tne suddenly she felt something going inside her. There was just a
little pain, nothing she was unable to handle though and hoped this whole
thing was over. CRAACCKK CCRRAAAAACCKKKKK CCRRAAAAACK CCRRAAAAACCKKKKK!!!!
Tomi was trying to yell and cry all at the same time. It was horrible, she
counted five times on her now hot bottom. But it stopped so again she was
hopeful it was over. All she felt was the butt plug being pulled out and
then the same cold feeling and another insertion, only this time, it hurt
her. Not totally unbearable but the pain was hard to take. Then she could
feel Father Fred rub her bottom and she was sobbing and trying to beg him
to stop.

CRAACCKK SSMMMAAAACKKKKK CCRRAAAAACCKKKKK CCRRAAAAACK CCRRAAAAACCKKKKK!!!!
Five horrible times and harder than the first five she got. She was trying
to get free but totally unable to. Then she felt the butt plug being
removed but suddenly felt more cold and a lot of pain as another butt plus
inserted. Tomi was screaming into her ball gag to have Father to stop, to
no avail. Then five more with the lexan paddle, only to have the plug
removed and a still larger one inserted which almost made her pass out from
the pain. Then finally, the hits started again but this time, she just went
slack and accepted her punishment, knowing there was nothing she could
do. Father gave her ten that time and then the dreaded exchange but she
noticed this one, while it hurt, didn't seem to be as bad.

Father released her from her bindings and helped her stand. Tomi almost
fell into his arms, she was `limp' from her punishment and unable to stand
on her own so Father helped her to the bed and laid her down on her
side. Then Father removed his cassock and laid facing Tomi. Finally, he
removed her ball gag but she didn't say anthng, she just continued to sob
softly. Father held her close to him and tried to comfort the girl, he knew
she had just received a horrific punishment. He gently kissed her forehead
and then her cheeks, trying to kiss away the tears. Surprisingly enough
Tomi fell asleep in his arms!

Tomi slept for about ten minutes and awoke, still being held by Father
Fred. She leaned forward and kissed him on his lips, Father knew she was
ready to have her cherry taken. Her passion vigor almost scared him, he had
never experienced what was happening before! They were French kissing like
crazy and she was playing with his cock, he knew this wasn't going to last
much longer if she didn't stop. Suddenly, she moved and took his hardness
in her mouth, swallowing the tip like an old pro! Father allowed her to
suck on him for a couple more minutes and then he pulled her off of him and
looked her straight in the eyes and told her "Tomi, it's time. How do you
want the first time done?"

"Father, please put me in the tower again, I want you to do it there."

Father was pleasantly surprised and helped her up and over to the tower,
Tomi leaned over and she said "Father, please put me in full bondage before
you start. I don't want to be able to move!"

Father quickly put her bondage on and got behind her and slowly pulled the
largest of the set of butt plugs from her pussy. He then grabbed the KY
jelly and put a huge layer on his cock and placed the helmet to her opening
rosebud. He could see her rosebud `winking' at him, with the anticipation
of being entered the first time with a real cock.

Since Father was 6' tall, and the tower was adjusted low for Tomi, his cock
lined up almost perfectly with her pussy, albeit he had to stoop just a
tiny bit. He lined up, grabbed her hips and slowly pushed in her
opening. He heard her gasp a bit as his head went past her sphincter and he
was in. He stopped for a minute to allow her to get used to his size but
she pleaded "fuck me! Please fuck me. Fuck me hard!"

Even with the stretching they had done, she was unbelievably tight and it
felt so damn good. Father started to pull out, then plunge back in and
could feel him hitting her `g spot' (prostate) with each cycle. "Oh my
gawd, fuck me!! Fuck me hard!!! Keep fucking me!! I want more!!" Father
continued plunging in and suddenly felt her clinch her pussy around his
cock and she was moaning... "III'MMM CUMMMMIIINNGGGGGG" And that was it,
Father made one last hard plunge into heaven and began to pump his load in
her pussy. He shot what he felt was a gallon at least, finally they both
were sated.

Fred then unfastened Tom from the tower and helped him up. They walked over
to the bed and laid down, side by side and tenderly kissed. Fred was the
first to speak, wanna do it again?!!!

"Somehow I think my ass is gonna have to heal up, I'm sure it's bruised and
my asshole is going to be a mess for a few days. But yeah, let me know next
time you can get free for the day and we'll do this again!

The End