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Hiney Whoopin 5
DIR By: S. Criminal
Date: June 16, 2024, 2:16 am
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On a particularly lazy afternoon, Timmy Turner was engrossed in
his favorite video game, completely oblivious to the world
around him. His room was a mess of discarded pizza boxes, empty
soda cans, and dusty action figures scattered across the floor.
The only source of light crept in through the cracked
mini-blinds, casting long, eerie shadows across the room. Little
did he know that on this fateful day, his life was about to take
a turn for the most unexpected of twists.
A loud, piercing shriek echoed through the room, sending chills
down Timmy's spine. He jumped out of his chair, heart pounding,
and hurried over to his computer. There, on the screen, a portal
had opened up, revealing a strange and mysterious world beyond
his wildest dreams. Standing before him was none other than
Conker the orange humanoid squirrel, his tail twitching
suggesitvely as he surveyed his surroundings.
"Whoa, hey there, little fella!" exclaimed Conker, his voice a
raspy pitch. "What's your name, huh? And who let you play with
my game?"
Timmy hesitantly stepped forward, his eyes darting back and
forth between the mischievous squirrel and the still-open portal
behind him. "Uh... my name's Timmy. And I, uh... I didn't mean
to play your game. It just started up on its own!" he stammered.
Conker's bushy orange eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Huh?
What's that supposed to mean?" he demanded, hopping from foot to
foot. "Don't you know anything about video games, kid? You can't
just play them unless someone invites you in!"
Timmy's eyes widened in fear. "Uh, I, uh... I don't know how
that happened... I swear!" he stammered, pointing to the portal
behind Conker. "It just opened up and you came out of it!"
Conker narrowed his eyes, glaring at the portal suspiciously.
"Hmm... you're probably right, kid," he grumbled. "It must've
been some kind of mistake. But that doesn't change the fact that
I'm here now, and I demand my due!" With a triumphant flourish,
Conker puffed out his chest and declared, "I want you to give me
the spanking of a lifetime, Timmy Turner! Right here, right
now!"
Timmy gulped, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. "B-but I
don't know how to spank someone..." he stammered, his voice
barely audible.
Conker let out a mocking laugh. "Oh, come on, kid! You think I'm
some kind of wimp? You can't just tell me you don't know how to
spank me and then expect me to take your word for it!" He hopped
impatiently from foot to foot, his tiny tail swishing back and
forth. "Just do it! Give me what I came for!"
Timmy smirked and grabbed Conker by the front of his shorts,
"I'mma take ya pants down and whoop your hiney till its bright
red."
He yanked down Conker's shorts and boxers, revealing a furry,
orange backside. It was shaped like a ripe and plump peach. He
sat on the bed and pointed to his lap. "Get over my knee boi!"
he said.
Conker hesitated for a moment, but then shrugged and obeyed. He
climbed onto Timmy's lap, his tail dangling behind him.
"Alright, kid, show me what you've got!" he said, bracing
himself with his hands on the bed.
Timmy smirked and began to spank Conker's bare bottom with a
loud smack. "Ow! Hey, that hurts!" Conker yelped. "Not so rough,
kid!"
"Take it like a man, fucking sissy!" Timmy ordered, whooping his
butt some more.
Conker gasped and yelped with each smack, his little tail
twitching furiously. "Ow! You're gonna bruise me, you little
brat!" he protested.
Timmy ignored his protests, continuing to spank him with more
force. "That's right, Conker! You're going to feel it for days!"
he laughed.
Conker winced and squirmed, his hands scrabbling helplessly
against the bed. "Okay, okay, I get it!" he yelped. "You win!
Stop, please!"
"Only if you agree to suck my dick." Timmy said smugly.
Conker froze for a moment, his cheeks reddening. "I... uh..." he
stammered.
Timmy grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, come on,
Conker. You've been hitting on all the other boys in this
universe. You've even been flirting with me since you got here.
So why not take me up on my offer?"
Conker hesitated for a moment, his cheeks still red from the
spanking. He glanced down at Timmy's crotch, noticing the
obvious bulge in his pajama pants. A part of him was tempted,
but another part was still scared. He'd never done anything like
this before.
"Fine, I'll keep whoopin your ass!" Timmy said.
He resumed spanking Conker's bottom, each smack echoing through
the room. The little squirrel cried out in pain, his tail
twitching wildly as he tried to steady himself on Timmy's lap.
After a few more smacks, Timmy paused, wiping his hand against
his shorts. "There, that should teach you a lesson. You ready to
suck my dick now boi?"
Conker bit his lower lip, feeling the heat in his cheeks. He
glanced down again, seeing the obvious bulge in Timmy's pajama
pants. A mixture of fear and desire coursed through him. He
didn't want to, but at the same time... he couldn't help but be
curious.
"Okay, okay," he sighed, his voice quivering slightly. "I'll do
it."
Timmy gave a fist bump of joy, then smacked Conker's butt some
more. He stood the squirrel up then yanked down his trousers,
freeing his big hard dick.
"Here it is, Conker. My big, hard cock. Take a good look at it.
It's nice and thick, and it's all yours. So what do you say?
Wanna give it a try?"
Conker hesitated for a moment, taking in the sight of Timmy's
huge, throbbing member. He'd seen dicks before, of course, but
never one this big. It made him nervous, but there was also a
strange part of him that felt excited. He swallowed hard and
reached out with trembling hands, wrapping them around the base
of the shaft.
"That's it, Conker," Timmy encouraged him. "Just take it easy.
You can do this."
Conker closed his eyes, feeling the weight of Timmy's cock in
his hand. He took a deep breath, then slowly lowered his mouth
over the tip. The head of Timmy's dick pressed against the roof
of his mouth, sending a shiver down his spine. He could taste
the pre-cum on it, sweet and salty at the same time. He started
to move his head, sucking gently, feeling Timmy's hips begin to
move against him.
"That's it, Conker. Suck it nice and hard," Timmy groaned.
"Yeah, that's it. You're doing great."
Conker did his best to follow Timmy's instructions, sucking
harder on his cock as he felt the head press against the back of
his throat. He could taste the salty pre-cum, and it made him
even more eager to please Timmy. His own cock was starting to
ache in his pajamas, throbbing with need.
"Oh fuck yeah, Conker," Timmy moaned. "You're so good at that.
I'm gonna cum soon. Just hold on a second..."
As Conker continued to suck on Timmy's cock, he felt the other
boy's hips bucking wildly against him. His mouth was filled with
the salty taste of Timmy's pre-cum and the thick, hot flesh of
his dick. His own cock, trapped in his pajamas, ached with need.
He wanted to touch himself, to relieve the building pressure,
but he didn't dare move away from Timmy's engorged member.
"Oh God, Conker!" Timmy cried out, his voice muffled by the
pillow. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum all over your face!"
Conker felt Timmy's cock pulsing violently in his mouth,
spurting thick, hot cum across his face. He swallowed as much as
he could, gagging a little as the first hot waves of cum hit
him. He reached up with one hand to wipe the cum from his eyes,
leaving a trail of the sticky fluid across his cheek.
"Oh fuck yeah, Conker," Timmy groaned, collapsing onto the bed
beside him. "That was amazing. You really know how to make a guy
feel good."
Conker smiled shyly, his cheeks still sticky with Timmy's cum.
He reached over to wipe his face on the bedspread, feeling a
mixture of pleasure and embarrassment. "Thanks... I guess."
"Aint nothin like a good blowjob after a spanking, am I right?"
Timmy asked smugly.
Conker smiled shyly. "I guess."
"You guess? Maybe I give you another spanking just to be sure?"
Timmy warned.
Conker's heart skipped a beat. He could feel the warmth
spreading through his cheeks again. "Y-you don't have to..."
Timmy grinned wickedly. "Oh, but I think I do. You've been such
a good boy tonight, Conker. You deserve a nice, hard spanking."
He leaned in close, his breath hot against Conker's ear. "And
maybe another taste of my big, hard cock."
Conker shivered, feeling a mixture of excitement and fear. He
knew he shouldn't let Timmy spank him again, but he couldn't
help but feel aroused by the thought. He swallowed nervously.
"Well... okay."
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