ST: Stevie's Super Kewl Day with Roger (M/M, t/M spank, age play.)

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X-Original-Message-ID: et.att.net ST: Stevie's Super Kewl Day with Roger (M/M, t/M spank, age play.) The following story is totally fiction. It contains scenes of private
and public spanking (M/M) in a adult and teen/pseudo-boy setting. If
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As told to
Y. Lee Coyote EDITOR'S NOTE: Your chronicler got this true account via Henry who is
Stevie's teddy bear. (The truth is that Henry was unlawfully bugged.)
Stevie tells _everything_ to Henry every night. Please imagine that you
are Henry listening to Stevie's first person account. A little
background information is in order. Stevie has been living happily with
Aunt Emma and Uncle Adam as their eleven year old son for more than a
decade now. They are all very happy with the arrangement. He doesn't
have any problems passing as a boy because he is small (some would say a
runt and others a shrimp) and hardly has any facial hair. As Stevie
would say about other hair "Aunt Emma makes sure to remove any traces
'down there' every week." - - - - - - - - - - - - - Henry, it was my own fault that I was being spanked by Uncle Adam when
the weekend guests arrived. You know how rainy a week it has been and I
was coming in from the back yard covered with mud. Aunt Emma saw me and
made me strip down to my birthday suit on the back porch. Then she used
the garden hose on me to wash the mud off of me before she allowed me
back into the house. Nosey Alice with the pigtails next door was
watching everything from her bedroom for her curtains were moving. Now
Uncle Adam had just finished lecturing me and was about to put me over
his lap when the two guests walked in. They were Uncle Adam's friend,
George and his sixteen year old son Roger. Uncle Adam paused just to
greet them and tell them that I had been a naughty boy. He then
proceeded to spank me with them watching. As always Uncle Adam's big
hand came crashing down on my little boy-butt very hard. After just a
few blows (as always) my bottom was glowing red hot and I was bawling
and promising not to get muddy again. Uncle Adam sent me to the corner
where I stood with my hands on my head showing off my freshly spanked
red tushie while he chatted with his guests. I was glad that Roger's
mother had stayed with Aunt Emma. After a bit Uncle Adam asked Roger to
take me upstairs to wash and dress for dinner while he talked adult
stuff with Uncle George. Roger did exactly that. He picked me up, put me over his shoulder as
easily as if I was a sack of popcorn and walked out with me. At the top
of the stairs, he easily saw which was my room because of the big sign
on the door. He took me there and dumped me on my bed. "So what did
you do to earn that spanking, Stevie?" he asked as he sat down beside
me. "I got all muddy in the yard. Aunt Emma made me strip on the porch and
used the hose on me before I could come in. You're gonna sleep in my
bed and I get to sleep on the floor in my sleeping bag." I told him
happily. You know I like having someone to play with. I know that I
always have you Henry, but I mean a real people. He just looked at me
for a minute and then started to tickle me. In just a minute I was
laughing uncontrollably totally forgetting that my little bottom was
still hot from Uncle Adam's spanking and that I wasn't wearing any
pants. Soon I was crying again as too much laughing can do. Roger sent
me to wash and when I returned he sent me back to comb my hair. He
helped me dress and we went to dinner. After dinner he played with me
until my bedtime when he carried me upstairs piggyback so that Aunt Emma
could give me my bath. Because he is so tall, we had to duck to get
through the doorway. Henry as you saw, I tried to stay awake until he came to bed but I fell
asleep just like I do when waiting for Santa. Later, I woke up when he
went to bed and watched him. He looked all grownup with lots of hair
around his big pe-nis when he got into my bed. I went to tinkle and
when I returned got into bed with him. He reminded me that I was
suppose to be in my sleeping bag but I told him that I wanted to sleep
with him. Then without a word, Henry, he just put his arm about me and
held me tight. The sandman came quickly to this happy little boy last
night. I'm sorry Henry that I left you all alone in the sleeping bag. At breakfast I got a very happy surprise. Roger did not want to go with
the grownups to the stuffy art museum any more than I did. He wanted to
go to CONEY ISLAND! -- where we could swim and play in the sand and go
to the Aquarium and ride the Rides and Nathan's and, and, and oh,
everything. And it wasn't a school holiday so that it would not be
crowded at all. Then Roger got all serious (like Uncle Adam does when
he lectures me) and started asking me questions. "Want to go to Coney Island with me, Stevie?" "Oh, yes. That will be lots of FUN!" "Will you be a good boy and listen to me?" "Oh, yes. I'll be a very good boy and it will be lots and lots of FUN!
I love playing in the serf and the Aquarium and everything." "And what happens when Stevie is a naughty boy?" "Oh, naughty Stevie gets his shorts and underpants pulled down, is put
over Roger's lap and SPANKED on his bare bottom. But Stevie will be a
good boy; a very good boy. Stevie promises Cousin Roger." Then Uncle Adam, in one of his very stern voices, said: "And if you
aren't, then you will get another spanking when you get home from me."
And then he said to Roger: "Don't hesitate to spank the boy if he
doesn't mind you." We went upstairs to change and I had a swim suit very much like Roger's
but mine did not have a big bulge in the front like his does. We took
some towels and stuff in Roger's backpack and off we went on the subway.
We stood at the front of the train and watched for the whole ride. At
the beach it was easy to change as we only had to take off our clothes
and, ha, ha, we were in our bathing suits. Roger covered me with sun
block just like Aunt Emma had directed and put tanning lotion on
himself. I got to put it on his back. He has very nice muscles which
he got by working out in the gym. Roger wanted to work on his tan, so
he told me that I can only play by the edge of the water until he could
stay close to me in the water. "Drowning is any fun at all." he said
with a grin. While he laid stretched out in the sun watching me, I romped by the
water edge playing tag with the waves. Every once in a while, he would
call to me that I was going to far. I really did not go very far into
the water as I just got my bathing suit a little bit wet at the bottom,
Henry. The other two kids who were there, Keith who is a bit older but
is much bigger than me and already has a bulge in his swim suit and Sara
who is seven, went much further into the water getting their suits all
wet and more. But that did not seem to matter for Roger called me back
to stay on the blanket while he cooked himself. I tried to cover him
with sand but he did not like that because he suddenly sat up and
grabbed me by the wrist. "What happens when Stevie is naughty?" he
demanded. "Please don't spank me Roger." I pleaded. "I'll be good; very good."
But it did not do any good because he pulled me across his lap. Somehow
Keith and Sara had heard or saw what was happening and ran over to
watch. I hoped that he would not pull my swim suit down but that is
exactly what he did. He just stuck his hand in the waist band and
yanked it down to my knees. I could hear Sara giggling as she saw my
boy buns and crack in the bright sun. Roger than spanked me for the
first time. His hand was not as big nor did he hit as hard as Uncle
Adam. But I did feel it for sure although I managed not to cry. Henry,
he gave me more than twenty five hard spanks. When he was through, he stood me up and my suit fell to my ankles.
Keith and Sara stood there staring at me. It was apparent that Sara
thought it was great fun that she saw me spanked on the bare and now
could see my little pee-pee. She giggled and whispered loudly to Keith
that my pee-pee was smaller than his and still totally hairless. "Tell
your friends why you got spanked, Stevie and then show them your spanked
red bottom." Roger ordered. "I was spanked because I was a naughty boy because I went to far into
the water alone and threw sand over Roger who is in charge of me today."
Then I turned around so that they could see my red bottom as Roger said
to. "Since there isn't any corner for you to stand in, just lie on the
blanket next to me." I dropped to the blanket, glad to get out of view
of the world and started to pull up my suit. "Just leave it down,
Stevie." instructed Roger. Let everyone see your naughty boy's spanked
behind." I just hid my face and pee-pee in the blanket and hoped that
no one would. Of course, Keith and Sara had seen everything both front
and back already. After a while, Roger got up and said: "Let's go swimming kid." and
started for the water. I pulled up my suit and raced after him. We had
lots of fun in the water particularly when he threw me around. We then
went to the outside shower to wash off the salt. It was very cold but
Roger made me stay under it a long time even pulling my swim suit to
wash under it. Then he took a big towel and dried me off. He even
pulled my suit off and dried me there also. Then he went looking for my
clothes but left me standing naked. Keith and Sara came by and told me
that my ass was still a spanked-red and that I had a cute little
pee-pee. I turned red all over. Roger put my shirt on first and then,
finally, my shorts. Then he took care of himself but he did not let any
one see his hairy pe-nis or his behind. Without any underpants on I
could almost see it under Roger's jeans. We went over to Nathan's for lunch and I couldn't finish my second hot
dog. It not my fault, Henry, but they are too big -- they stick out of
the buns at both ends. I ran out of bun long before I ran out of hot
dog. In the Aquarium we sat in the first row for the dolphin show something
that Uncle Adam and Aunt Emma never do. We got splashed five times but
Roger did not care any more than I did. It was fun. We saw just
_everything_. I wish I was one of the sea otters. They are real
smart boys having dropped out of survival school. Now they just play
and play all day and have lots to eat and nothing to worry about. We
watched one of them cleaning himself. It was so funny how he turned
over and over in the water. He even washed his pee-pee which got hard
and was bright red just like Mr. Keith's big dog's pee-pee. Before we left the Aquarium Roger and I went to tinkle together. We
used adjacent urinals and I watched him. I had to put my shorts down
because they don't have a fly and stand there with my behind showing. I
didn't want to go into a stall like a little baby. Some kids came in
and laughed at my still red rear. One of said: "Someone been SPANKED
today." Roger told them that there be more spankings if they don't
shut-up. Since Roger is almost seven feet tall, they were very quiet as
they when to pee on the other side. Henry, I wanted my own bumper car so told Roger that I had done it
before. That was a lie and it became very obvious when I couldn't drive
the thing. I was very sad because Roger said that he was disappointed
in me for fibbing. I knew right away that I had spoiled the day and
felt very, very ashamed. Then later we were on the line for the Wonder
Wheel, I asked Roger to please carry me. Then I whispered into his ear
that I was very sorry that I had fibbed and that it was a very naughty
thing to do. Then I said that Uncle Adam always spanks me the hardest
for that and please don't tell Uncle Adam but just give me the real hard
spanking that I deserve. He asked me if I was sure and I told him yes.
Of course, Henry, I didn't want a spanking but I feel better afterwards
even thought they hurt -- a lot. We got a car by ourselves and he pulled my shorts down. I got over his
knee and he began to spank me. It was not like on the beach which was
half playing but he did it really hard; almost as hard as Uncle Adam
does when he is very mad. Henry, guess what else was hard? Yes,
Roger's pe-nis. It got very hard and I felt when I was over his lap.
The spanking really hurt and soon I was crying. But inside I felt much
better. I had been naughty and now was paying the price. Soon I would
be even. He stopped spanking me and I gave him a big hug and asked if I
was forgiven. He was hugging me back and said yes. He also pulled up
my shorts. For the rest of the ride I sat on his lap and on his hard
pe-nis. We could see a very long way from the top of the wheel. He took me back to the bumper car ride and this time I sat on his lap
and steered while he operated the pedals. It was lots of fun, Henry;
not like the disaster earlier. After a few more rides we went home. I was so tired that I even fell
asleep on the train leaning on Roger. We stopped at a fast food place
for dinner near home. I had the kiddy meal that I like and Roger two
big double burgers with everything and fries and sodas. Even though it
was not my bed time I did not object when Roger gave me my bath and put
me in bed right after we got home. Henry, I had the bestest time with Roger even though he spanked me. I
hope he does not tell Uncle Adam about that. I don't think he will
since he did not put us into the sleeping bag but my own bed. I hope
that he comes and holds us like he did last night. The End Š Copyright by A.I.L. February 15, 1999 The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
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