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11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: Jack Date: December 11, 2017, 5:01 pm
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Friday I discovered the worst thing about going to see a sneak
preview of a movie. Hardly anyone’s seen it, there’s no one to
talk to about it, and people are threatening to kill you if you
drop spoilers.
Worse, when things got slow or boring, I started thinking back
to Daniel. He was already such a fine looking boy, I’d kind of
been thinking about him at odd times anyway. But now - that
round perfect butt of his turning red, and how well he was hung,
or if he’d actually been hard when I was paddling him…. It was
kind of hard for me to clear my mind and focus on school work.
Kyle was really excited that afternoon, about the idea of me
babysitting him. I still didn't really understand why, but it
was cool. At least he still did his work, so he wasn’t really
pestering me.
Daniel seemed okay. He wasn’t limping still or anything, and he
didn't seem mad at me. He did seem a little shy, but he talked
to me when I talked to him, so I figured we were okay.
Tate was a little disappointed when I told him I couldn’t walk
home with him, because Mr. Stowe was taking me when he picked up
Kyle. It just meant he had to leave a little early, though.
Because they were picking me straight up from working on the
Pageant, the Stowe’s were feeding me that night. We stopped on
the way to their house. Mr. Stowe went in to get some soda
pops, which weren’t usually allowed in the house, except for
special treats, and he left Kyle and I to decide on something
out of Redbox. Billy - Kyle’s little brother - had asked for
Guardians 2 if they had it, so that’s what we went with.
When we got home, I met Billy and Mrs. Stowe Mr. Stowe went to
get read for their date, and Mrs. Stowe showed me around the
house, showed me where everything was, then gave me a sheet of
paper with their cell phones and the rules.
“They both know the rules, so don’t let them try to scam you.
You can bend things or adjust them a little if it helps, but
they have to do their chores including getting their baths,
before y’all watch the movie. One soda each, and dinner before
snacks.”
“Any questions?” Mr. Stowe asked, as he came back down, freshly
showered and changed.
“No, sir. I think we’re good.”
Mrs. Stowe had cooked a casserole for us, and she took it out of
the oven.
“Let it cool about five minutes, and you’ll be ready to go. You
boys say good night, then go wash up for dinner.”
The boys hugged their mom and said good night, then Kyle
grabbed my wrist and dragged me off to wash up. His parents
smiled, waved, and left.
“Did you boys hear all that?” I asked, once their parents were
gone.
They agreed they did.
“Are you gonna spank us if we act up?” Kyle asked.
Billy suddenly looked at us, his eyes wide, as he waited for
that answer.
I certainly enjoyed looking at Billy. He was just as cute as his
big brother. He had the same thin build and the same blue eyes.
His skin was just as fair, and he had the same flock of
freckles. The only real difference I could see, besides height,
wat that Billy’s hair was just a shade darker brown than his big
brothers. Of course, at only seven, I wondered if he wore
tighty whities or Fun Pals.. After a second, I shook it off and
answered.
“I dunno,” I replied. Your mom just told me to make sure you
did everything. She didn’t say what I should or shouldn’t do if
you didn’t.”
“I’ll be if one of us don’t do something, and you tell Dad, he’d
spank us,” Kyle informed me, as we sat down to eat.
The casserole was something with noodles, chicken, and cheese.
My mom made something almost exactly like it. There was some
garlic bread, too. The kids loved it, and we just talked about
school and TV while we ate.
When we finished dinner, we put cleared the table and put the
dishes in the dishwasher. I made sure the boys did their
chores, and then I sat Kyle down at the kitchen table to finish
a bit of homework.
“Spencer, can we start the movie?”
“We’re going to wait on Kyle, Billy.”
“Can we play checkers while we’re waiting?”
I shrugged. “Sure.”
We finished two games, while Kyle finished his homework. Then
he came into the living room, where Billy and I lie on the floor
playing.
“We can start the movie after we’ve both had our baths?” Kyle
asked.
I nodded. He looked at us playing, then volunteered to go take
his shower first.
“You’re gonna go get yours as soon as your brother’s finished,
okay?”
He nodded, and we went on with the game.
It was about ten minutes before Kyle came back to join us.
We’d finished a third game, and started a fourth.
“Okay, Billy, go get your shower,” I instructed him.
“We gotta finish this game, Spencer. Please.”
I thought about it a second, but it seemed like we had plenty of
time before they needed to be in bed, so I agreed.
I have to admit I was a bit distracted by Kyle just standing
there in his briefs, but it was pretty darned cute. It was
distracting enough that Billy beat me again.
“There you go, big guy. Go grab a shower now.”
“No,” Billy complained. “It’s tied now, so we gotta play
another game.”
“No, we don’t,” I replied. “I told you you’d have to go get
yours as soon as Kye finished, but we still finished that game.
If you go now, maybe we’ll have time to play another game
between the end of the movie and bedtime.”
“I don’t wanna wait. I wanna play again now.”
Bill just sat there, crossing his arms, and glaring at me. I
glanced at Kyle, who gave his head a slight shake.
“Billy, stand up, get your clothes off, and go get in the tub
now.”
“No.”
“Now, Billy, or I’ll do it for you.”
“No!”
I’d never tried to undress another boy before (except maybe Nick
a time or two, but that was totally different). I had spent
enough time wrestling with Marty, though, that Billy wasn’t a
huge problem. Fortunately he was wearing basketball shorts, so
I didn’t have to fight with a button or fly.
Billy did yell and try to fight while I was undressing him, but
without much success. He also threatened to tell his dad, which
slowed me down a bit.
“He won’t tell, Spence. If he does, he’ll just get spanked for
not minding you.”
With that assurance, I kept going.
A few seconds later, Billy was naked, cupping his hands over his
little peter, but still refusing to go.
“Why can’t we play another game?”
“I already told you why, Billy. We agreed you’d go get in the
shower as soon as Kyle got out, and you’re not keeping your
bargain. Now are you going to go shower?”
“Not until we play.”
“Not gonna happen. Go!”
“No!”
Instead of arguing further, I grabbed Billy’s arm, spun him
around, and landed two quick smacks on his bottom. He yelped,
but they weren’t especially hard.
“Don’t make me do that again, Billy.”
“Just play one more game with me,” he demanded.
“I already told you ‘no’. Now, are you gonna go?”
He just stood there, so I started counting.
“One.”
He looked nervous now, but he still refused to go.
“Two.”
His feet twitched, like they wanted to go, but he stood his
ground.”
“Three,” I said and reached for him.
He started moving then, but it was too late. I grabbed his arm,
pulled him over to the couch and sat, then draped him across my
knees.
He started apologizing and wanted to go shower then, but it was
too late.
Billy was yelping and ouching from the first smack,but I kept
going. He was quickly yelping and sobbing, but I kept smacking,
up and down those small, round checks, down just onto the leg,
then back up.
It didn’t take many smacks to cover that little rear, but he was
really crying by the time I hit eight swats.
I looked up at Kyle to see if he thought I’d given enough yet.
I was pretty shocked to see how intensely Kyle was watching,
much less to see that he had a hand down the front of his
briefs. It was pretty clear what he was doing.
A few more smacks, until Billy was crying pretty hard, and I
stopped and let him up.
“You gonna shower now?”
He was still crying, but he nodded, so I let him go.
As soon as he was out of the room, I turned to Kyle, who still
had his hand inside his briefs.
“You know, that wasn’t for your entertainment, and you really
shouldn’t do it.”
“I shouldn’t?”
“Not like that. Not right out in the open, in front of people.”
“Oh,” he said, sounding a bit disappointed. “Are you going to
spank me?”
I thought about it. I could tell he was hard, from the way the
front of his briefs were tented. I thought about sliding his
briefs down to get a good look. I also thought about reaching
around and holding his peter while I spanked him. I knew that
was a really bad idea, though, and it could get me in way more
trouble than I ever wanted.
“No,” I assured him after a few seconds. “Just don’t do it
again, okay?”
“Okay,” he agreed sadly.
It only took Billy a couple of minutes longer than it had his
big brother, then he was back… Wearing Scooby Boo briefs, as I’d
suspected. We put the disc in, then fixed our snacks while the
previews played. The movie was as good as I’d remembered, and
the boys thought it was great.
After the movie, we picked up. We did have enough time for
Billy and me to play one last game (he won, 3 to 2, though I’m
not going to swear I played him as best I could). He went to
bed after that with just a vague threat of more spanks. After
he was settled, I put Kyle to bed. While I hadn’t actually
spanked him, I couldn't help rolling him over and giving his
rear a few firm, but friendly smacks. And since their parents
weren’t do for another twenty minutes or so, I couldn’t help
making a quick stop in the bathroom.
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: Zyngaru Date: December 11, 2017, 5:18 pm
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Billy, Billy Billy, if you had only asked me, I would have told
you that your ploy was NOT going to work. ;D ;D ;D
Spank_O-Rama!
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: David M. Katz Date: December 12, 2017, 4:11 am
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Spence and Kyle seem to have something in common. ;) ;D
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: db105 Date: December 12, 2017, 4:33 am
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These days are a wet dream for spanko Spence. Maybe he needs to
get one himself just to keep him on his toes ;D
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: Leti Date: December 12, 2017, 7:45 am
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Great story Jack :)
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: kalico Date: December 28, 2017, 3:58 pm
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Spence sure is getting to give allot of spanks... lol
Hugs kal
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: Adric Date: July 7, 2019, 10:39 am
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[quote author=Jack link=topic=240.msg2117#msg2117
date=1513033296]
Mr. Stowe went in to get some soda pops, which weren’t usually
allowed in the house, except for special treats...[/quote]
Hmmm. No soda allowed in the house? Seems like an unusual
custom, but maybe a good idea.
[quote author=Jack link=topic=240.msg2117#msg2117
date=1513033296]
“Oh,” he said, sounding a bit disappointed. “Are you going to
spank me?”[/quote]
That sounds like a pretty obvious invitation.
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Re: 11 December 2017 - A Chritmas Pageant part 10 by Jack
By: Jack Date: July 11, 2019, 2:05 pm
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[quote author=Adric link=topic=240.msg13697#msg13697
date=1562513973]
[quote author=Jack link=topic=240.msg2117#msg2117
date=1513033296]
Mr. Stowe went in to get some soda pops, which weren’t usually
allowed in the house, except for special treats...[/quote]
Hmmm. No soda allowed in the house? Seems like an unusual
custom, but maybe a good idea.
[/quote]
Actually, I followed that rule for a long time. We had milk,
water, juice, and plenty of flavored water (mostly Kool-Aid or
Country Time Lemonade), but no tea, coffee, or sodas. I have
slowly unbent on that rule, largely the average age of the kids
has grown older and older. Even now, I'm still pretty strict
about how much soda the boys get to drink. I'm a bit looser on
iced tea, but we still mostly stick with uncarbonated, no
caffeine beverages.
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