Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Spanking Story: Sharing Woodshed Licks With Tommy Part 2
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Friday, July 11, 2008
Spanking Story: Little Brother's Roommate
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Thursday, July 10, 2008
Spanking Story: Matt's Babysitter
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Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Spanking Story: Liquor Store Stud Puppy
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Monday, July 7, 2008
Spanking Story: Randy Gets Spanked in the Barn
When I got to the back door of Randy's house I heard his cousin's voice
yelling "You get out to the barn, asshole! I'll be there in a minute,
and you'd better be ready and waiting for me! Get going!" He sounded
really furious, and I was thinking I should leave, but then for some
reason I ducked out of sight, and just a few seconds later, Randy came
out the back door and walked dejectedly towards the barn. I ran after
him and caught up with him inside the barn. He was wearing denim
overalls and a tee shirt and he was stripping his clothes off as he
walked. He had pulled up his tight white tee shirt and was lowering his
denims as I caught up with him. The sexy teen muscle stud had pushed his
skimpy white briefs down too, and his bare ass gleamed white and
beautiful. My first thought was that he was getting ready to jerk off
while he waited for his cousin, and this was working right into my
plans. My cock swelled at the sight of my sexy buddy bent over with his
pants at his knees - Randy sure had a pretty ass! "What's happenin',
dude," I drawled in my best California surfer accent, thinking he'd
laugh. He usually likes it when I talk that way - I grew up in a beach
town in California, and really was a surfer and hung out with all the
other surfers and really did talk like that, so it's not phony, though I
sort of play it down mostly, so I won't stand out too much here in Iowa.
I reached out and slapped his bare ass playfully as I spoke to him,
unable to resist the chance to get my hands on his sexy naked body.
Randy jumped as though I'd shot him, and yelped "Oh, shit! Get out of
here, Todd! My cousin's coming, and he's mad as hell!" He stood
quickly and pulled his pants up, like he was embarrassed - he seemed
really excited, but nervous, like he was doing something he shouldn't.
Wow, maybe he really was going to beat off!
"No shit, dude, I could hear him from the yard - that's why I didn't go
in. So you gotta clean the barn or something?" I asked naively,
looking around casually. It didn't look like it needed much cleaning,
but what did I know, we didn't have a barn at our house. Randy's cousin
Derek kept horses and stuff, so they needed one. Their folks had died a
few years back, and Randy lived with his cousin, just the two of them,
on this farm Derek's dad had left him. His cousin was several years
older, and really made my buddy toe the line. He was always having to
do farm chores and cancel stuff because Todd wouldn't let him go. "I
didn't know you had to get naked to do that," I grinned.
"No! He's gonna give me a licking!" Randy had turned to face me, and
as he said that he just sort of drooped and he dropped his pants again,
and I looked down and saw his big cock flop out as his overalls fell to
his knees. He hadn't pulled his shorts up properly so they were still
halfway down his thighs. He was getting a boner as I looked at his
naked, hard-muscled body, and I was tempted to reach out and grab it,
and find out what he'd do then. If I played with it a little until it
was really hard he'd be sure to want to cum, so then I could make him
play with mine too and we could jerk off together. I didn't think I'd
be able to get him to trade blowjobs right away, but sooner or later I
would. But then what he had said registered.
I was stunned. "Wow, you're kidding, dude! You mean he's gonna spank
you like on your bare ass! Shit, I wondered why you had your pants down
- I thought maybe you'd come out here to jack off or something. Can I
watch?" I glanced down at his big cock and saw that now it was totally
hard - Randy always threw a boner whenever he pulled his pants down. He
was like me, I guess, it just got him hot to let his dick out in the
open. But I wondered if maybe he got off on having his cousin spank
him on his bare ass, and that was why he was throwing a boner right
now. Or did it turn him on to be naked in front of me? I looked at his
stiff cock, admiring its size, and my own swelled in response - Randy
had a big one, long and thick and straight, with a nice big head that
was turning bright purple as it swelled.
yelling "You get out to the barn, asshole! I'll be there in a minute,
and you'd better be ready and waiting for me! Get going!" He sounded
really furious, and I was thinking I should leave, but then for some
reason I ducked out of sight, and just a few seconds later, Randy came
out the back door and walked dejectedly towards the barn. I ran after
him and caught up with him inside the barn. He was wearing denim
overalls and a tee shirt and he was stripping his clothes off as he
walked. He had pulled up his tight white tee shirt and was lowering his
denims as I caught up with him. The sexy teen muscle stud had pushed his
skimpy white briefs down too, and his bare ass gleamed white and
beautiful. My first thought was that he was getting ready to jerk off
while he waited for his cousin, and this was working right into my
plans. My cock swelled at the sight of my sexy buddy bent over with his
pants at his knees - Randy sure had a pretty ass! "What's happenin',
dude," I drawled in my best California surfer accent, thinking he'd
laugh. He usually likes it when I talk that way - I grew up in a beach
town in California, and really was a surfer and hung out with all the
other surfers and really did talk like that, so it's not phony, though I
sort of play it down mostly, so I won't stand out too much here in Iowa.
I reached out and slapped his bare ass playfully as I spoke to him,
unable to resist the chance to get my hands on his sexy naked body.
Randy jumped as though I'd shot him, and yelped "Oh, shit! Get out of
here, Todd! My cousin's coming, and he's mad as hell!" He stood
quickly and pulled his pants up, like he was embarrassed - he seemed
really excited, but nervous, like he was doing something he shouldn't.
Wow, maybe he really was going to beat off!
"No shit, dude, I could hear him from the yard - that's why I didn't go
in. So you gotta clean the barn or something?" I asked naively,
looking around casually. It didn't look like it needed much cleaning,
but what did I know, we didn't have a barn at our house. Randy's cousin
Derek kept horses and stuff, so they needed one. Their folks had died a
few years back, and Randy lived with his cousin, just the two of them,
on this farm Derek's dad had left him. His cousin was several years
older, and really made my buddy toe the line. He was always having to
do farm chores and cancel stuff because Todd wouldn't let him go. "I
didn't know you had to get naked to do that," I grinned.
"No! He's gonna give me a licking!" Randy had turned to face me, and
as he said that he just sort of drooped and he dropped his pants again,
and I looked down and saw his big cock flop out as his overalls fell to
his knees. He hadn't pulled his shorts up properly so they were still
halfway down his thighs. He was getting a boner as I looked at his
naked, hard-muscled body, and I was tempted to reach out and grab it,
and find out what he'd do then. If I played with it a little until it
was really hard he'd be sure to want to cum, so then I could make him
play with mine too and we could jerk off together. I didn't think I'd
be able to get him to trade blowjobs right away, but sooner or later I
would. But then what he had said registered.
I was stunned. "Wow, you're kidding, dude! You mean he's gonna spank
you like on your bare ass! Shit, I wondered why you had your pants down
- I thought maybe you'd come out here to jack off or something. Can I
watch?" I glanced down at his big cock and saw that now it was totally
hard - Randy always threw a boner whenever he pulled his pants down. He
was like me, I guess, it just got him hot to let his dick out in the
open. But I wondered if maybe he got off on having his cousin spank
him on his bare ass, and that was why he was throwing a boner right
now. Or did it turn him on to be naked in front of me? I looked at his
stiff cock, admiring its size, and my own swelled in response - Randy
had a big one, long and thick and straight, with a nice big head that
was turning bright purple as it swelled.
This is an excerpt from an exciting 5 chapter series which is titled:
Randy Gets Spanked in the Barn. I recall reading this series a few
years ago when it was first posted to the Nifty archives. I have just
printed out all 5 chapters and I am sure that a one-handed reading
session will occur this evening.
The link to the series is:
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Spanking Story: Nic and Alex - Part 3 - Routines
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Spanking Story: The Ranch Hand
Billy swallowed hard and forced himself to speak. "It's — I, uh, I got busted at school today."
Mitch didn't take his eyes off the boy as he rubbed the back of his neck with the cloth. "What'd you get busted for, Billy?" He asked patiently.
Billy gulped again. "Me and some of the guys. We, uh, we sorta got caught smokin' in the bathroom..."
"Smoking?" Mitch hissed and Billy cringed. "Cigarettes?"
"Uh. Not exactly." Billy whispered.
"Huh." He grunted. "And did they paddle your ass for that?"
Billy snorted. "Naw, man. They can't do that to you anymore. We just got suspended."
"Suspended?" Mitch hissed again and any hint of mirth at the idea of an old-fashioned paddling at school fled Billy's mind. "For how long?"
"Three days." Billy mumbled.
"Three days." Mitch repeated harshly. "Well you go on back to the house and tell your ma I'll be up to see her shortly. And then you go wait for me in the shed. You hear?" He spun on his heel, shoved the handkerchief back into his pocket and went back to work on the fence.
"Yes, sir." Billy mumbled and turned to trudged back to the house.
Read about how Mitch (the ranch hand) takes Billy in hand later in the shed at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=15874
Mitch didn't take his eyes off the boy as he rubbed the back of his neck with the cloth. "What'd you get busted for, Billy?" He asked patiently.
Billy gulped again. "Me and some of the guys. We, uh, we sorta got caught smokin' in the bathroom..."
"Smoking?" Mitch hissed and Billy cringed. "Cigarettes?"
"Uh. Not exactly." Billy whispered.
"Huh." He grunted. "And did they paddle your ass for that?"
Billy snorted. "Naw, man. They can't do that to you anymore. We just got suspended."
"Suspended?" Mitch hissed again and any hint of mirth at the idea of an old-fashioned paddling at school fled Billy's mind. "For how long?"
"Three days." Billy mumbled.
"Three days." Mitch repeated harshly. "Well you go on back to the house and tell your ma I'll be up to see her shortly. And then you go wait for me in the shed. You hear?" He spun on his heel, shoved the handkerchief back into his pocket and went back to work on the fence.
"Yes, sir." Billy mumbled and turned to trudged back to the house.
Read about how Mitch (the ranch hand) takes Billy in hand later in the shed at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=15874
Monday, June 30, 2008
Spanking Story: Big John's Roommate
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Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Spanking Story: Summer Vacation and Beyond
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Spanking Story: Sharing Woodshed Licks With Tommy
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Monday, June 23, 2008
Spanking Story: The Buddy Series by Sean
One of my favorite series of spanking stories on MMSA is the Buddy series by Sean.
http://www.malespank.net/listAuthor.php?author=Sean&show=123
#1 – Buddy's Birthday Beating
#2 – Bad, Bad Buddy
#3 – Buddy is Busted Again
#4 – Buddy Makes a Delivery
Everyone needs a pal like Buddy or perhaps needs to be Buddy ...
http://www.malespank.net/listAuthor.php?author=Sean&show=123
#1 – Buddy's Birthday Beating
#2 – Bad, Bad Buddy
#3 – Buddy is Busted Again
#4 – Buddy Makes a Delivery
Everyone needs a pal like Buddy or perhaps needs to be Buddy ...
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Spanking Story: Speed Demon
He pulled over and stopped, he took a deep breath and walked back towards the cop car. The policeman got out, ticket book in hand. Chris brushed his chlorine-bleached blond hair out of his eyes and gave the guy his best sheepish grin. The cop did not grin back. Uh-oh, he thought: this guy's gonna give me a hard time for sure!
If there was one thing that burned Cpl. John Flagg up, it was the way some of the kids drove around campus, as if they owned it. He particularly had it in for the little rich fucks who tooled around in the Jeeps and sports cars their daddys bought them. Flagg had finished two hitches in the Army, just to pay for his own schooling, and still had to work part-time, scrimping and saving. He had made it his personal crusade to instill a little discipline and respect in some of these punks, and he took it seriously.
He recognized the boy in the red Jeep: he had seen him tooling around campus as if he owned the road. Once, he had spun his unit around to clock the little brat, but the kid had slowed down, grinning. Well, he had him, now. He watched Chris saunter back to the unit, with the same smart-ass grin. The boy was good-looking, Flagg thought, the kind he liked to pick up at the leather bar he frequently visited, just off campus. He was slender and well muscled, with longish hair. He was wearing red spandex shorts, obviously to show off his stuff, and a Nike t-shirt. Good. A smart-ass jock! Perfect!
You can read another of my favorite stories at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=1070
If there was one thing that burned Cpl. John Flagg up, it was the way some of the kids drove around campus, as if they owned it. He particularly had it in for the little rich fucks who tooled around in the Jeeps and sports cars their daddys bought them. Flagg had finished two hitches in the Army, just to pay for his own schooling, and still had to work part-time, scrimping and saving. He had made it his personal crusade to instill a little discipline and respect in some of these punks, and he took it seriously.
He recognized the boy in the red Jeep: he had seen him tooling around campus as if he owned the road. Once, he had spun his unit around to clock the little brat, but the kid had slowed down, grinning. Well, he had him, now. He watched Chris saunter back to the unit, with the same smart-ass grin. The boy was good-looking, Flagg thought, the kind he liked to pick up at the leather bar he frequently visited, just off campus. He was slender and well muscled, with longish hair. He was wearing red spandex shorts, obviously to show off his stuff, and a Nike t-shirt. Good. A smart-ass jock! Perfect!
You can read another of my favorite stories at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=1070
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Spanking Story: The Marine
We talked for a few hours, and had a few drinks. We talked about my college expereinces and his marine experiences. With the alcohol in my blood, I got a little wise about his choice of the marines over the college, calling him a "jarhead" or something.
"Hey, watch it, college boy. You're not too old to get a good thrashing over my knee," he said, jokingly. Well, sort of jokingly. His eyes looked serious, but he was smiling, oddly.
"Oh, yeah, okay, Jarhead, uh, I mean, sailer-boy!" I said, with a chuckle.
"I'm serious! I'll whip you're ass raw!" he said, with a challenging tone, not taking his eyes off me.
"Really? You think you're man enough to take on that challenge?" I teased.
"Stop by my boat tomorrow night. Be there at 7:00," he ordered, as he got up to leave. "And, I wouldn't be late if I were you," he warned.
You can read another of my favorites at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=772
"Hey, watch it, college boy. You're not too old to get a good thrashing over my knee," he said, jokingly. Well, sort of jokingly. His eyes looked serious, but he was smiling, oddly.
"Oh, yeah, okay, Jarhead, uh, I mean, sailer-boy!" I said, with a chuckle.
"I'm serious! I'll whip you're ass raw!" he said, with a challenging tone, not taking his eyes off me.
"Really? You think you're man enough to take on that challenge?" I teased.
"Stop by my boat tomorrow night. Be there at 7:00," he ordered, as he got up to leave. "And, I wouldn't be late if I were you," he warned.
You can read another of my favorites at:
http://www.malespank.net/viewStory.php?id=772
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Spanking Story: Household Rules For Being Late
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Spanking Story: Eric and Michael - The Big Game
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Spanking Story: The Choirboy
'Very questionable conduct, brother Cedric,' I began reasonably. I groped for an inoffensive word, rejected 'grope', 'I noticed you fondling the innocent brother Jerome.' I observed that the word 'innocent' seemed to provoke a flicker of merriment.
'I know I am frequently sorry, but this time, Holy Father, believe me, I could not be sorrier.' Cedric's role in the order was a clerk, his hand was mediocre and his attention to detail incomplete.
'I shall have to purge you of this errant behaviour and sin.' I stated in a sullen thunderous rumble of anger. My words hung tremulous in the nasty long blot of silence. A look of genuine pain filled Cedric's face.
Cedric knew that I possessed a stout leather strap; perhaps he suspected that I enjoyed employing it to lash the bare buttocks of errant monks and novices, but he would certainly be able to recall how much it scalded and hurt when applied with vigour to his own rump.
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