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5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: Jack Date: December 4, 2017, 4:58 pm
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Mr. Stowe, Kyle’s dad, pulled up in front of my house. I
climbed out, pausing to ruffle Kyle’s hair. He smiled at me,
and said good bye to them both, then thanked Mr. Stowe for the
ride.
“Oh, no, Spencer. Thank you for taking care of Kyle.”
I glanced it back, but it didn’t look like Kyle had got it. On
the other hand, I couldn’t help but smile at the unintentional
double entendres.
I waved, but didn’t watch as they pulled off, since the other
car in front of my house had caught my attention.
“I thought you had a date tonight,” I mentioned as Nick walked
up to me.
Nick was a year older than me - old enough to drive now - but
he’d still been my best friend for almost as long as I could
remember. We didn’t have as much in common these days as we
once had, but the friendship had endured.
“I still do. Problem is that, since Nancy wanted to go out
tonight and tomorrow, her parents are making her eat with the
family tonight and finish all her homework. I’m going to pick
her up about 8pm. We’re just going to drive around and look at
Chritmas lights tonight, anyway.”
“And maybe look for a place to park and make out a while?” I
suggested slyly, dodging away as Nick went to punch me in the
shoulder.
“You eat yet?” I asked, once I was safe.
“Nope, I decided to see what you were up to.”
“How about soup and sandwiches, and then I have something to
tell you.”
I put my mug of soup down, and reached inside my pants to adjust
again. Nick just laughed.
“You came in the sink at Church?” he laughed. “You just couldn’t
wait, huh?”
“Nope. Like I said, I hadn’t meant to spank him. I thought I’d
just get him to tell me what his dad would do - like maybe the
last time he got spanked or something. But then he admitted
that he’d acted up and deserved it, and begged me not to tell
his dad. I couldn’t resist, and he was all squirming around on
my lap and stuff….”
I sighed and took a deep breath.
“I wish I could describe it to you Nicky, but it was just
incredible.’
Nick had finished his sandwich, and took a big drink out of his
soup mug, then sat it aside.
“I know,” he said with a fond smile, “some things you just can’t
describe.”
I shrugged, then nodded.
“Where your parents tonight?”
“Marty had some kind of Boy Scout thing. They had to leave
early, so I didn’t have to go.”
He nodded, then glanced at his phone. Then he looked at me and
smiled.
He pushed up from the bed and grabbed my dick through my pants,
then squeezed.
“Geez, Nick” I cried out, arching my back.”
“You came that much, and you’re already hard again.”
“Just telling you about it was awesome.”
I stopped, feeling kind of stupid and a little embarrassed, but
I went ahead and said it anyway.
“It’s great having someone like you I can talk to about stuff
like this, Nick.”
Nick smiled. “I’m glad I can listen.” He paused for a second,
then his smile turned into a wicked grin. “It’s just too bad
Mr. Ellis isn’t around.”
I blushed. Nick knew I had a huge crush on Mr. Ellis. It had
taken a while, but I’d finally got him to paddle me last month.
God, my butt had ached all day, but I’d loved it, especially
when he patted my back pockets before swatting me, then patting
my shoulder after the swats. Of course, it was also his fault I
was even having to mess with the pageant. I hadn’t know that he
only paddled a kid once in a semester, and ISS or detention came
after that. Getting paddled was no big deal, but the detention
had led to dad coming up with this ‘community service’ BS I was
having to deal with.
I glanced at Nick, then turned away.
“Yeah, that’d be good, if he’d actually do it. What’d be even
better is if I knew somebody who’d suck me off. Hell, I wish I
knew somebody I could even just suck.”
I sounded kind of grouchy, and I’d known it.
“Spence…”
“No, I’m sorry, Nick. You’re straight, I’m not. I try to
respect that, it’s just…”
“It’s just that we did used to do it, and we did enjoy it - both
of us. It’s not your fault I have a girlfriend, and you don’t
have a new boyfriend yet. And I do love you, Spencer, it’s
just….”
“You don’t have to explain, Nicky. She’s your girlfriend, and
you gotta be faithful. I guess even just letting your bust bud
suck you off wouldn’t be faithful. I respect that… Except when
I’m really horny.”
He smiled. “Like now?”
I nodded and smiled back. “Like now.”
He glanced at his phone again.
“I have about twenty minutes before I have to leave. What time
are your parents going to be home?”
“It’s not over until eight, so after that.”
He gave me an evil grin. Then he reached up to my headboard and
pulled open a drawer. Reaching inside, he pulled out a wooden
hairbrush.
“You were a naughty boy, spanking that poor boy like that. You
bare your bottom and get yourself over my lap, young man.”
I jumped to my feet. Nick knows me so well. I hadn’t thought
about how well having a sore bottom of my own would go with
having given Kyle one, but it suddenly seemed like the perfect
cherry to an incredible night. I shoved my jeans down, then had
to withstand Nick laughing at me as I untangled my dick from my
boxers, but I got it done, and dropped across his lap.
Nick’s can’t spank nearly as good as my dad does, and he doesn’t
do it very often, but when he does… I can’t even explain the
sense of love and horniness that goes with the throbbing ache.
When he let me off his lap, I wasn’t crying, but my eyes were a
little damp. He helped me stretch out on my bed, laying on my
back, with my dick pointing towards the ceiling and already a
bit damp.
He put his phone in his pocket, patted his other pockets to be
sure he had everything, then picked up our dishes.
“I’ll drop these in the kitchen. Don’t spurt on the ceiling or
anything.”
I was rubbing slowly with my right hand, but flipped him off
with the left.
“You wish!”
I laughed.
“Love you, Nick.”
“Love you too, buddy. Talk to you later… and congratulations.”
As soon as he pulled my bedroom door shut behind him, I reached
my left hand behind me to rub my aching but, and started to
really pound with the right.
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Re: 5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: Kat Date: December 4, 2017, 9:28 pm
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Oh, my! It's beginning to look a lot like Spankmas! ;D
Kat
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Re: 5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: David M. Katz Date: December 5, 2017, 12:45 pm
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[quote author=Kat link=topic=220.msg1955#msg1955
date=1512444489]
Oh, my! It's beginning to look a lot like Spankmas! ;D
Kat
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Yes, it is! ;D
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Re: 5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: kalico Date: December 8, 2017, 11:44 am
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Great chapter and it's great having a friend he can chat
with....
Hugs kal
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Re: 5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: Leti Date: December 9, 2017, 10:11 am
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We are getting to know Spencer better, that is great!
Thanks for sharing Jack
:)
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Re: 5 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 5 by Jack
By: Adric Date: July 5, 2019, 3:51 pm
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[quote author=Kat link=topic=220.msg1955#msg1955
date=1512444489]
Oh, my! It's beginning to look a lot like Spankmas! ;D [/quote]
Agree.
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