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3 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 3
By: Jack Date: December 2, 2018, 4:24 pm
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[center]A Club Red Christmas
by Jack Wells[/center]
I sighed as the snooze alarm went off. I thought about letting
it go one more time, but decided I wasn’t going to be able to
snooze well, if I was worried about having enough time. Dad
isn’t too strict about things, but making Mom late was
classified under the heading of ‘bad things’.
I rolled out of bed and stretched, shivering just a bit, as the
cool air brushed over my body. I couldn’t stop a big yawn while
I stretched, but I wasn’t too worried. I might be having to get
up at only eight o’clock on a Saturday morning, but that was to
give us time to have breakfast at Whataburger, and I was always
up for that. That meant I had to get moving, though, so I
stifled another yawn, grabbed a clean pair of boxer briefs, and
headed towards our bathroom.
I turned on the shower, then slid out of my shorts and started
to pee. I lifted the seat nearly by instinct. Despite the fact
that this is our bathroom, and Mom never used it, she still
griped about us leaving the seat down.
As I was finishing up, I could tell the shower was getting hot.
About the same time, there was a tap at the door and Riley
walked in. Riley didn’t wake up quick, and he looked like a
hibernating bear cub as he stalked over to stand next to me as I
gave it a shake. He shoved the front of his shorts down and
pinched it, while waiting for me to make space.
“Morning, Riley,” I said.
“Grr-hm.ump,” I think he replied.
I just shook my head and got in the shower.
Mom always says taking really hot showers was bad for your skin,
but it still felt so good as the hot spray penetrated inside,
and I couldn’t resist a shiver of pleasure as I just let the
water wash over me.
‘I think Gavin’s about to get spanked,” Riley suddenly
volunteered.
“Why?” I asked, a bit surprised, though it did explain why Riley
was up and moving so close to on time -- he knew he’d better get
out of Mom’s way if she was on the warpath.
“I guess he lied to her about finishing some of his chores last
night, and she found out.”
Ouch! Mom was usually pretty easy going about a lot of stuff,
but she’s always death on lying.
“No, Mama. I’m sorry.”
Gavin’s voice cut through the shower water as I heard the noise
of Riley running water in the sink -- probably washing his hands
and face and brushing his teeth, since he and Gavin both still
bathed at night.
The guys’ bedroom’s right next to the bathroom, and you could
hear pretty much everything. With the shower running, it wasn’t
very clear. I could hear Mom’s voice, but not really tell what
she was saying. On the other hand, Gavin’s voice was pretty
distinct as he told Mom he was sorry and wouldn’t do it again.
I didn’t have to make out what Mom was saying to imagine her
telling him, just like she’d told me so many times before, it
wasn’t what you were going to do that got you in trouble but
what you’d already done.
We all slept in our shorts unless it was really cold or
something, and Gavin still wore tighty whities. It wasn’t hard
to imagine Mom sliding them down to bare his bottom, and I could
hear him start to beg almost like she’d been waiting for me to
think of it to start.
I felt pretty bad for Gav. I know how tempting it is to fib a
bit, especially when there’s a lot going on and you just forget
something. I’d tried to make him understand that it’s okay to
lie just a little -- like telling Mom you already did something,
when you really mean to get around to it in just a bit. The
problem is, he kind of lies to her and then forgets to do it,
which is where he gets in trouble.
It’s kind of weird how we get along. Gav and Riley get along
most of the time. I get along with Gavin just fine. It’s
really just me and Riley that have problems. You gotta
understand, though, despite the fact that Riley is still eleven
- more than fifteen months younger than me - he’s only a couple
of inches shorter. Gavin is closer to the size I was when I
was his age - around ten and a half.
As a matter of fact, Mom says if it weren’t that we were about
three years apart in age, we could be twins. Mom says that’s
because we both look like Dad’s side of the family. All three
of us have brown hair, but Riley’s hair is really dark brown,
while Gav and I have what Mom calls golden brown. The funny
thing is, even though Dad’s side of the family has light brown
hair and dark brown eyes, while Mom’s side has dark brown hair
and blue eyes, Dad says Mom’s side of the family are the early
growers, and we take after his side, which is why Gavin and I
are neither one very big for our age.
That’s not the real reason Riley and I don’t always get along,
though. Mom and Dad are always really strict with me and never
want to let me do anything fun. Then, after they finally break
down and let me do something and realize a kid’s not going to
die by doing something fun -- like indoor skydiving -- then they
let Riley do it like a week later; so I do all the work, and he
gets all the fun.
The point is, if Riley was getting his butt busted, I’d know he
deserved it, and I’d be able to just sit back and enjoy it.
With Gavin… I guess maybe I felt a little protective about him,
and I felt bad when he got spanked, even if I knew he did
deserve it.
I didn't have to have my ear pressed up to the wall to hear the
sound of that paddle smacking down on Gav’s bare butt, and I
could sure make out his yelps and cries. Despite feeling bad
that he was being spanked, my dick was still getting hard.
Conflicted or not, I worked a wad of suds up in my hands, then
reached down and began to stroke.
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Re: 3 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 3
By: Leti Date: December 2, 2018, 11:46 pm
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:o Poor Gavin!
Thanks a lot Jack, It is good to getting to know the characters.
Hugs
Leti
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Re: 3 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 3
By: kalico Date: December 3, 2018, 2:39 am
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Aww poor Gavin
Thanks for sharing
Hugs kal
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Re: 3 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 3
By: David M. Katz Date: December 3, 2018, 8:39 pm
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Nice to start meeting the family.
Poor Gavin.
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Re: 3 December 2018 - A Club Red Christmas Part 3
By: Adric Date: July 11, 2019, 11:02 am
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Thanks for the introductions. :)
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