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7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Jack Date: December 6, 2017, 4:48 pm
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The weather continued Saturday, so it was a pretty quiet day.
It never really rained, but it seemed like it was constantly
drizzling. Nick came over. He was pissed, because Nancy
decided she didn’t want to go out with the weather like it was.
They stayed at her house to watch a video he didn’t really want
to see, but her parents were always right there, so he barely
even got to kiss her.
Not that I really cared, but I listened to him talk about girls
for the same reason he listened to me talk about spanking --
because we were best friends, and what’s important to him is
important to me.
I woke up with a hard-on. I lost track of how many times I
popped one. I couldn’t help it; I’d just be lying on my bed
reading or doing a load of laundry, and suddenly I’d have a
flash of Kyle lying over my lap, squirming, his round little
rear so red. I wanted to ask Nick to spank me again, but I
didn’t want to push him that much. Honestly what I wanted was a
blowjob so I could just lie back and think about that spanking,
but I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
Nick and I played Risk for a while, but he had crap he had to
do. Marty and I watched TV for a little while, since it’s hard
for us to catch stuff during the week. I ended up just reading
and watching some Youtube for most of the evening, and trying
not to rub myself sore.
Sunday was kind of weird. I felt like I should go to church
since I was working on the project. Besides, maybe I could talk
to Simon for a while. I felt kind of ripped off that I was
supposed to be working with him but really hardly ever saw him.
“Hey, Spence,” he said to me when we arrived.
Marty and I were heading towards the Bible Study rooms when he
stopped me.
He didn’t have much to say. He just asked how I thought things
were going. We both had to get to class, so he suggested we
stay after lunch and he could give me a ride home.
The weird thing was, after classes, when we were going from the
classrooms to the auditorium, Kyle came up and said ‘Hi’.
I’d been talking to a guy I knew at school about our science
class. Kyle just said hello, then walked alongside us. After a
minute, Gary stepped off to talk to a girl.
“How’s your weekend, Spence?”
I felt a little weird, but I told him it was okay -- kind of
boring. He replied like I’d asked about his. It seemed kind of
weird, but he seemed really happy to see me. He stayed right
next to me until we got to the auditorium, just chatting away
like we were old friends. Then he saw his family and pointed
them out to me. His father saw us and lifted his hand to me. I
waved back, then moved on to sit with the other high school
kids.
I felt a bit confused, but I finally decided that even though
I’d made him cry pretty hard, maybe his dad spanked a lot harder
than I had and he really did think I’d done him a favor.
I did stay with Simon after Church, but that was a bomb. I
found out that he wasn’t in a fraternity, but that was about it.
Otherwise, we just talked about the pageant. I showed him the
stuff we were working on. He made a couple of suggestions, then
reminded me that we needed to be through by the 19th. However,
our dress rehearsal wasn’t until the 21st, and we’d be out of
school on the 20th, if we needed extra work. Also, he let me
know that his last final was on the 13th, and he’d have a little
more time after that if I needed help.
As he drove me home, I found out Simon had a little brother who
was just a year younger than me. There wasn’t even five years
between us, but if he had a brother that was almost the same age
as me… I started thinking about messing something up for the
play and him spanking me for it, but I had to squirm in my seat
and think of something else at that point.
After school Monday, Kyle came in and bumped up against me, so I
reached down and rubbed between his shoulders. He smiled at me,
then moved to get his tools.
Before we got started, I reminded everyone of the schedule we
were on.
“I’m not worried about anything right now, but we need to
concentrate on working while we’re here. Last week I noticed
some people were spending a lot of time playing around. You
have plenty of time to play, and if you need a break after
school, take it. But once we get started, y’all need to behave
and get things done. Okay?”
Everyone agreed they understood.
“I also need someone to stay a little late with me for a couple
of days. I want to get a list to make sure we don’t forget
anything.”
A kid named Tate volunteered to stay after borrowing my phone to
check with his mom. He was a fifth grader, but still just ten
years old.
He’d actually come up and asked to talk to me privately after
the call.
“Spencer, my mom says I can stay after and help you, but….”
The poor kid was stammering a bit and even blushed up a little.
“Mom’s kind of worried about traffic after dark and stuff. You
live over by me, don’t you?”
I had no idea where he lived, but it turns out we did. I don’t
remember seeing him around our house before, but he and Marty
kind of know each other, I guess.
I agreed to walk him home, so his mom let him stay.
I was prowling around, not able to concentrate on my own work at
all, but checking on everyone else. It finally occurred to me
that I was looking for someone who was acting up and
misbehaving, and that’s when I realized that I was looking for
someone else to spank. Unfortunately, everyone seemed to be
working hard and doing a good job.
On the other hand, I saw Daniel again. He was working on the
same backdrop again. It had a slight roll to it, and he was
putting weights on the corners to hold it flat. As he leaned
forward to put one on a corner, his shirt slid up, and this time
I could see he was wearing Fruit of the Looms, but I couldn’t
tell if they were briefs or boxer briefs, though I could tell
they were some kind of pattern.
I knelt down next to him.
“Daniel, why don’t you get with me a few minutes before time to
go. We’ll either find a place to leave this stretched out, or
we’ll hang it up -- see if we can’t get some of that curl out of
it.”
Daniel’s hair was short, except those spikes right at the front.
He ran his hand over those, like they’d been hanging in his
eyes, then he smiled at me and nodded.
No one was misbehaving, but I settled down enough that I was at
least able to organize the storage area a bit. Then I started
making sure I knew what had already been finished and what
hadn't been started.
I made small talk with Daniel as we hung his project to dry.
Tate joined us, and then Tate and I checked the other projects
as the kids started putting things away, marking about how
complete they were.
Most of the kids left on time, and Simon came over. I explained
to him what Tate and I were doing, and he left us, just making
sure we were ready to go, like we’d done Friday.
Tate actually did a decent job, but he kept stopping to look at
stuff, and I finally got on him a little bit -- pointing out
that he’d volunteered, and he shouldn’t have done that if he
wanted to mess around instead of working. He apologized, and we
finished things up quickly.
It had warmed up a bit since Saturday, but both of us still put
on coats before we left. As I was shutting the door behind us,
Tate complained that it had gotten colder after the sun went
down.
“Amazing how that happens, isn’t it?”
He stuck his tongue out at me.
“If you’re really that cold, I could always spank your butt,” I
suggested.
“Now you sound like my dad,” he complained.
Unfortunately, he changed the subject after that one comment,
and, for the rest of the walk, we talked about the Avengers:
Infinity War trailer and how good the new Star Wars was going to
be.
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Zyngaru Date: December 6, 2017, 8:29 pm
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Poor Spencer is having all kinds of conflicting emotions and
thoughts. ;D
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: David M. Katz Date: December 6, 2017, 11:14 pm
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One wonders: is Tate next?
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: db105 Date: December 7, 2017, 4:56 am
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Nice serial, Jack. Spencer is one h_o_r_n_y (apparently the
forum does not like that word) teen, and I wonder why Kyle is
acting like that. Does he seek some post-spanking affection and
reassurance?
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Jack Date: December 7, 2017, 5:02 am
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[quote author=db105 link=topic=227.msg1996#msg1996
date=1512644215]
Nice serial, Jack. Spencer is one h_o_r_n_y (apparently the
forum does not like that word) teen, and I wonder why Kyle is
acting like that. Does he seek some post-spanking affection and
reassurance?
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I'm not positive if I've said this 'in story' but Kyle is an
oldest child. As Spence supposed in the story, while the
spanking he gave was hard enough to make Kyle cry, maybe a
spanking from his dad would have been harder. So in Spence,
Kyle has an older boy who has paid him attention and 'did him a
favor'. There's also the idea that, for some people, any
attention is good attention.
Or, in more general - people are crazy.
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Zyngaru Date: December 7, 2017, 9:59 am
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Of course I agree with Jack's description of Kyle. Well Kyle is
Jack's creation, who better to know him than Jack.
I also imagine Kyle after being so intimate with Spence, in that
he was bare and spanked, feels like now he has a relationship
with Spence. Intimacy does that. Spence doesn't know that yet,
but I expect he will soon.
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: kalico Date: December 9, 2017, 8:58 am
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I'm with Katz on if Tate could be next.... lol
Thanks for sharing... loving it!
Hugs kal
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Leti Date: December 9, 2017, 8:28 pm
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Great part Jack
Hugs
Leti
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Re: 7 December 2017 - A Christmas Pageant part 6 by Jack
By: Adric Date: July 6, 2019, 5:21 pm
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[quote author=db105 link=topic=227.msg1996#msg1996
date=1512644215]
Nice serial, Jack. Spencer is one
h‍o‍r‍n‍y (apparently the forum does not
like that word) teen, and I wonder why Kyle is acting like that.
Does he seek some post-spanking affection and reassurance?
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Forum is okay with the word if you say it right -
h‍o‍r‍n‍y. ;) As for why Kyle is
acting like that, it may seem counter-intuitive that a boy would
be drawn to someone who has spanked him, but I've seen something
similar. When the principal of my elementary school came on the
playground during recess he was often met and accompanied by a
particular group of boys - the ones I knew he most often
paddled. Evidently they were not put off by the paddlings and
they liked the attention enough to seek out his company.
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