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1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: Jack Date: November 30, 2018, 4:53 pm
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“All opposed?”
The room was silent.
“No one abstaining?”
More silence.
“The motion passes, then. We’re all going to give Rick five
dollars each so he can order a small Lexan paddle for us. That
should be enough to cover the paddle and shipping, right?”
Ricky nodded his agreement.
“Thanks for doing the research, Dan. We can use your computer
to order it?”
“Yeah, my Dad uses his laptop for ****, so he cleans the browser
all the time, and he doesn’t know I have his pass, so it’ll be
fine.”
Without being asked, Ricky added, “And I can use the eBay
account I use for trading cards, so my parents will never
notice.”
“Great,” Jerry responded. Is there any more old business I….”
The door opened, and all of us turned, knowing it had to be
Connor.
Connor was only a seventh grader, but he was one of the bigger
kids in the club, standing about 5’6”, so he was taller than
most of the eighth graders -- nearly four inches taller than me.
“Sorry I’m late,” Connor said, as he closed the door. “I got
stuck at school for a few minutes, then I had to walk my bike
for a while.”
Suddenly all of us were interested.
“Go on,” Jerry said, after a moment of silence.
Connor didn’t answer aloud. Instead, his hands went to his
belt.
At only 12, Connor was the next youngest club member. Despite,
or maybe because of that, he enjoyed showing off his physical
maturity. As soon as his fly was open, he shoved his slacks and
boxers down towards his knees, then lifted his polo shirt,
giving everyone a glimpse of his pubic hair, as he turned to
show a very red butt.
“Man,” someone -- Kevin? -- said. “Who did that?”
“Mr. Schwab,” Connor answered. ‘Three swats!”
All of us started moving forward for a better look, and Connor
obliged, as Jake neared, by leaning forward against the
clubhouse wall, almost like he was preparing for another swat.
“Three! No wonder you couldn’t ride your bike,” Jake said in
awe, as he gently ran his fingertips across one cheek.
Connor didn’t quite wince as the fingers first touched his red
rump, but then he settled into it.
Jerry and Rick, who had been at the front of the club room, were
the last to reach him. Jerry ran his hand softly over Connor’s
left cheek, then gave a small squeeze, drawing a light moan from
Connor, who smiled back at our President over his shoulder.
“Gentlemen,” Jerry said, “I suggest we postpone new business
long enough for a circle jerk.”
“I second,” I joined several others in saying, as my hands
fumbled at my fly.
As we all gathered into a loose circle, then reached over and
started stroking the guy to our right, Connor explained how he’d
seen Mr. Schwab out of the corner of his eye and had impulsively
pretended to bump his elbow, responding with a rather loud
‘duck’... Except duck’s a couple of letters short of what he
actually said, if you know what I mean.
Everyone knows Mr. Schwab is harsh on bad language, so no one
was surprised Connor had been called out on it. Three swats
seemed pretty harsh, but it wasn’t totally out of line. Everyone
also knows Mr. Schwab is one of the harder paddlers at our
school. I would have been too scared to try it. Connor
admitted it wasn’t something he’d want to do again, but we all
know he loves a good, hard paddling without having to listen to
his dad’s long lectures, so it’s no surprise he tried it once.
I knew a kid who’d gone to elementary with Connor, and there
were legends about how often he got paddled. That’s actually
part of the reason he had been approached about the club to
start.
Ten minutes later, with my own dick tucked back into my pants
already, I watched Rick wipe his dry. Jake, who was the only
one of us who still couldn’t squirt, still had his pants and
briefs down, but he was sitting on a chair, his head thrown
back, and looking limp from his dry climax.
“All right, we still have business to handle,” Jerry said. “You
don’t have to get dressed, but at least sit up and pay
attention.”
Most of us laughed a bit, though I think we were all a little
limp… so to speak. It took a minute, but soon enough, all of us
were back in position, and all of us were dressed. We actually
had a little propane heater, and our clubhouse was really well
made, but it was still a bit nippy to be running around naked in
Nov -- at least when you weren’t being active.
Jerry called the meeting back to order, then turned to Rick.
“Had we finished old business?”
“I think you were asking if anyone had any more old business.”
Jerry repeated the question, but no one did, so we turned to the
next order of business.
“That brings us to the Club Red Christmas Party. I’ve been
talking it over with Rick and Jordan, and we have some ideas.
You guys tell me what you think about...”
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Re: 1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: Leti Date: November 30, 2018, 7:22 pm
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Thanks a lot Jack! This seems to be a great start to a great
story!
I want to know what are the ideas for the party!
Hugs
Leti [emoji951][emoji300][emoji319][emoji320]
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Re: 1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: kalico Date: November 30, 2018, 10:58 pm
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Oh what a great surprise to come see .....
Thanks for the advent Jack
Like Leti I want to know more.... thanks for sharing
Hugs kal
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Re: 1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: Zyngaru Date: December 1, 2018, 6:51 am
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I had totally forgot about your tradition of writing an Advent
story. ::)
This one grabbed my attention immediately. Extroverted boys.
12/13 years of age. Varying stages of development.
Purposefully finagled a paddling from his teacher. Immodest as
heck, showing off his boyhood and his red bottom. Without
hesitation the whole group practiced in front of each other
including the one boy who cannot produce yet.
My goodness Jack. What is there not to like in this story. ;D
You created the perfect boy club with the perfect boys in it.
;)
You know I already love your stories having read many of them.
But I have to say this one is right at the top of the list of my
favorites and it is only getting started. WOW!
Bless you Jack. You made my day when I saw this first
installment.
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Re: 1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: David M. Katz Date: December 1, 2018, 3:28 pm
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Great to see this tradition continuing.
An excellent start.
I am intrigued.
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Re: 1 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 1
By: Adric Date: July 10, 2019, 9:52 pm
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Very promising start to this series. :) Eight club members so
far, so that Lexan plus S&H must cost about $40.
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