Spanking Party 2 ================
WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual
intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between two adult
males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your
location, or you are not of legal age, don't read it.
REMARK This story picks up in the world set up by the stories
Spanking_Party, Justin_Returns, and others. If you haven't
read them, I recommend them based on the overwhelmingly positive
stream of feedback I've received.
Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is
purely coincidental.
(c) 1997, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via
Usenet and the Web in full.
Prologue --------
As you already know, I'm a practicing attorney in our great big
city. I travel in a circle of hot friends and love to spank among
other S&M proclivities.
I full month has past since the night I reclaimed Justin for
myself. A full month since Michael's hot body was resting over my
lap as I spanked him publicly at the ~Dungeon~. Now it is another
First Friday, and I hope, that tonight I will be lucky enough to
Michael again.
Morning -------
Mornings are easier when someone you love is in bed with you.
Justin has taken to sleeping nestled in my chest and the warmth of
his body and the general sense of love and well being that
radiates back and forth makes getting out of bed seem cold
regardless of the fact that the temperatures outside are into the
80s now.
We kiss.
Then ~Michael~ comes to my mind, my cock stiffens and Justin looks
at me, my eyes closed rapturously. He asks whether I will go
tonight, I nod.
He wonders why I would want anyone else when I have him, I explain
that I don't want anyone else to live with me but him, but there
is something indefinable and mysterious about Michael that makes
my cock throb.
Justin nods mischievously and kisses me understandingly.
We shower together.
Shower ------
Living in the lap of luxury has it's advantages. While I am well
educated, my personal theory of "evolution" is that air
conditioning and jacuzzis pre-dated human existence. The latter
can be explained because measuring up at 6' 2", I don't fit into
office furniture, cars, seats, chairs, desks, anything designed
for the "average" person. My back is frequently in pain in spite
of my good posture and careful exercise regime.
Fortunately, a jacuzzi can fix all of that.
Air conditioning, need I say more.
But, the beautiful feature of my apartment that I've come to
appreciate the most over the past month is the dual headed
standing shower in the master bathroom. It is about 4' diameter
and opposite the entry there is a single control that starts 2
shower heads mounted to the left and right of the entry. When
there is just one person in the shower it is a wonderful
experience. But the real joy is with two because both can get
clean and stay warm.
Justin has adapted well to our new life. His body is smooth and
shaved. Only the slightest hint of pubic hair is left on his
crotch and arm pits. Control.
I push his body hard against the wall and watch the water fall
across his chest. His nipples are firm and stand at attention. I
tweak them and his cock stiffens.
Work. We do need to get there. I release his nipples kiss him and
let him begin to clean my body. He rubs warm soap across my chest
and lathers my hairy body. Then he gets my arms and back slowly.
Savoring the opportunity to please me and enjoy my body. He slowly
works warm soap and his hot hands down to my legs and up to my
groin. He tenderly lathers and cleans my cock shaft which is at
attention. And finally he gets my neck and face. Then as I let the
water clean my body he turns his attention to his own. Cleaning it
scrupulously.
When I use my razor to shave my face. He uses his to shave the
stubble of growth that reappeared stubbornly on his groin.
Dehairing himself for my benefit. For my whims.
We kiss and embrace under the warm streams, clean, horny, and
enamored of each other. After standing for an eternity, ok more
like 5 minutes, I stop the water. As the last of the warm drops
trickle down our bodies, we stay locked in a passionate deep
tongue kiss.
Finally as the steam leaves and the air begins to chill our wet
bodies we release each other. And we dry each other tenderly.
While I am certain that many people think a relationship with S&M
or some aspect of domination can not be tender or caring, I think
perhaps the opposite is true. I've seen some of my friends in
vanilla relationships, heterosexual, homosexual and in between
that were more abusive and hurtful than anything that passes
between Justin and I.
We dress side by side. The mornings definitely have seemed
brighter recently.
Work ----
We walk to work. A mere 15 blocks, and even though it is hot
outside, I'm hotter under my suit. First, I'm walking arm in arm
with Justin who is VERY hot. And my mind is already on tonight's
fun with Michael.
In my office, I find that Geoffrey cleaned up after himself last
night and there is no sign of cum on the edge of my desk. (See
Coworker_Gets_His_Due)
I find a small note folded over with my name on it in careful neat
block print. I open it. It is a "Thank You" from Geoffrey and a
request that I call him.
While, some weeks and days can be boring, my sexual energy is
peaking today and I am finding it hard to keep my cock in my
pants.
I take my 9 AM client, he works for a large aerospace company that
wants to take over one of its parts suppliers. I give him Justin's
report on the takeover and introduce him to Justin.
Thank god suits are baggy, although I feel certain that Justin
notices my hardon as I introduce Mr. Johnson. I leave the two to
talk and suggest that in the future Mr. Johnson feel comfortable
working directly with Justin. Justin smiles.
Frequently at law firms, partners keep the clients for themselves
and hand you memos from god like manna from the heavens to keep
you in the dark and prevent you from having client contact.
I've never worked that way. 9:15. Why can't it be 5 PM yet. I want
Michael, I want the mystery. I return to my office and toy with
the idea of calling the firm's investigator for a little private
assistance, and then I remember my meeting with Geoffrey's
associates. I head over to the far side of the office and find
them all inside his empty office relaxed and joking around. A
"Ding Dong the Wicked Witch is dead" attitude is palpable.
They clap when I shut the door.
Who says rumor and innuendo can't spread faster than the speed of
light. The circumstances of Geoffrey's defrocking were supposed to
be confidential Evidently not confidential enough though, not that
I particularly minded.
I explain that all 5 of them can be reassigned to any of the
partners at their current pay, but that if they are equal
seniority with another associate in that division they will be
pushed back 6 mos on the partnership track. They frown at that
prospect. I remind them that the tax division is exciting and
nearly associateless. Three immediately raise their hands to come
with me. The other two ask if they can think about it further. I
agree and invite them to seek me out individually to talk about
their needs as I am handling disposition of Geoffrey's clients and
associates entirely.
I bring the three associates that joined my ranks over to my
office and set them each up with a single client's file. I explain
that initially I would review personally each letter or document
going out but that after I feel comfortable with their work and
they are comfortable with each client's needs, I would make that
client their "account" so to speak. This would free me up again
for the more high powered advice that I normally gave prior to
losing my associates and would allow our tax division to start
taking on a higher load.
I sent them out and looked at my schedule. At 1 I meet with the
state treasury division to finalize the settlement of Geoffrey's
tax fraud case. Till then, I was free, my cock throbbed, I wanted
Michael.
I remembered Geoffrey's note and I shut my door and called him at
home. He answered on the first ring.
"Hi," I said.
"Sir," he said back.
My cock jumped to full attention at 8". We talked about him
leaving the firm permanently and how I would handle disposing of
his clients. Then we discussed his tax settlement. He asked then
if he could come over tonight. I thought about it and decided to
invite him to dinner for Tom's pleasure. Tom could use a boyfriend
I thought, and with my help paddling Geoffrey into line, I felt
they would make a good match.
After getting off the phone with him, I waited another ten minutes
for my cock to relax before opening the door. I found Justin
standing there waiting. He comes in and we discuss the remainder
of the Johnson matter and how well it went. In his 5 years where
he worked previously Justin had never had this much responsibility
for a single client and I was proud of his handling of the whole
matter.
The rest of the morning dragged on with those mundane details that
make up the work day. Finally at 12:30 I took a cab down to the
government offices. I found my way up to the 18th floor and found
an obnoxious government secretary.
In case you are wondering there are some good government
employees, but they are fired upon discovery leaving behind only
people with a bitter resentment for those that pay their wages
through taxes.
After being kept waiting for a full hour, my 1 PM appointment
starts at 2. I've found that many attorney's use delay as a tactic
to gain advantage. The only thing it does with me is set me in a
lousy frame of mind about you as an individual.
Settlement ----------
The government was ready for hardball, because of my reputation.
When I announced our generous $2,000,000 settlement offer they all
but fell over in their chair. I explained that in return for this
generous settlement, we would not contest the fines, the statute,
or anything else. They bit, and I handed over a settlement check.
We signed some documents and I was out of the office in just 5
minutes. I love keeping the on their toes, I know that when I play
hardball next their jaws will drop because they will expect
another cave in. But they won't get it.
With this ugly matter behind the firm, I return and after talking
with the two remaining associates Geoffrey had, I agree to help
them seek employment at another firm. They worked for him because
they liked his politics and the rest of the office would not have
been a good place for them. I see their point and recommend some
firms to them.
Day ---
That's a wrap I say to no one in particular as the clock turns to
4:30. I get up, lock my office and head home. Justin is already
home when I get there and naked waiting for me at the door. We
kiss and I swat him firmly for leaving early, but I can't blame him
too much.
Friday is like ghost town at most offices and around ours leaving
between four and five on Friday is an understood custom. I always
try to hold out till 4:30 but it is mostly pretend. I change for
the evening into tight jeans and a muscle-T.
Justin and I sit for a while and talk about how tonight is going
to work from the standpoint of play, sex and other things.
Communication is the heart of a good relationship and we are
laying a clear set of rules out here.
Dinner ------
I had told Justin I was inviting Geoffrey, but still he was
surprised to see he actually came after what I did to him the
night before. Some people are born masochists I whisper. I kiss
Geof and invite him to join us. Tom is at the bar and the four of
us sit. I introduce Tom and Geof making it clear that I think they
should maybe go home with each other. Tom smiles since he was
right about Geof's sexual orientation. And he rubs my knee under
the table to indicate his satisfaction. I pull him over to me and
whisper to him.
I tell him how I want him to treat Geof, and how I will be
spanking Geoffrey regularly to help control that cocky attitude.
Tom smiles. He asks me if he can watch it and I say of course. Tom
is too prim and proper to do something like that himself, but to
watch another do it, any time.
Rob and Dave arrive slightly late and Rob looks frustrated with
Dave. As they sit down Rob spills it out and explains how Dave has
been coming home late every night recently and that he is
convinced Dave is seeing someone else.
I groan silently, Justin looks to me expectantly. Dave looks to
the ground. I say look, why don't we all do dinner tomorrow at my
apartment and we can settle a lot of this. I look around the table
and 3 faces look back at me in terror: Dave's, Rob's and
Geoffrey's. Tom smiles and Justin kisses me.
I order drinks around the table and regular conversation moves
everyone away from the unpleasantness that they fear for tomorrow.
Tom brags about how the Dow is reaching new highs and offers to
cover everyone for dinner. Stock brokers.
I order an expensive bottle of champagne to celebrate one month
for Justin and I. We all toast proudly and by the time dinner
comes tomorrow's spankings are a world away. After dinner,
Geoffrey and Tom leave together to walk back to Tom's apartment.
Dave and Rob try to start edging their horse out of the gate to
avoid a spanking but I send them home.
Justin and I sit together for a bit and decided to hit the Beemer
for the ride to the ~Dungeon~.
Car Ride --------
I let him drive. I close my eyes and relax. Things are good.
My cock throbs, Michael. I imagine his flesh against me. My hand
on his ass. His ass hot and red and sore from a spanking. My lips
against his.
Justin puts a hand on my crotch and wakes me from my dream.
We kiss at the stop light and he smiles.
The rest of the ride, I watch the scenery. My cock hard with
anticipation.
If only the dungeon were closer, I think, my cock throbs in
agreement. Of course if it were closer, then I couldn't anticipate
the fun so very much. Throb.
We pull in at 10 o'clock, fairly early. Dinner had gone quickly
partly because everyone was more or less on time, 6 sharp.
Dungeon -------
We arrive and walk across the lot. Justin slows and I take him
firmly around the waist and walk us inside. I have him strip down
to his jockstrap. His body exposed. His ass exposed. And then he
puts his shoes back on. I pay my entry fee and we walk up onto the
cat walk overlooking the floor.
It is quiet. Few people arrive this early, most come closer to the
midnight show and stay till closing at 4 AM.
On the floor there are about 5 or 10 people wandering about mostly
naked and a couple of hard core leathermen. One guy is on his back
on a tabletop with his hands holding his legs up while another is
slapping his ass with a leather paddle.
Hot.
I look for Michael, nowhere.
Justin and I join the other men on the floor of the warehouse.
Justin is uncomfortable being this exposed so publicly and I
keep my arm around his waist to calm him.
We watch as several of the men take brutal spankings. Some of them
will spend the whole night there I know just taking it constantly.
Nothing is too much for them.
Others just watch, I see one of the regular voyeurs, he's been here
for years never spanked. He stares at me. One of these days I
think...
A hot gorgeous black guy comes up to me and asks if he can spank
Justin. I explain the situation and ask Justin. He agrees to my
surprise. I let Mike take Justin over his lap and land a number of
firm swats on Justin's upturned ass. Justin remains calm and I see
his cock hardening. I let Mike spank Justin as I watch on, turned
on, and keep my eyes peeled throughout the room. When Mike
finishes spanking Justin, he is very sore. Mike has big strong
hands and was very thorough. Justin comes back to me and kisses me
and then has me hold him.
Mike introduces himself to me more fully now. He works as a bar
tender at one of the hot gay clubs. Usually he works Fridays, but
this was his night off and he wanted to have some action. He pats
Justin's butt.
I smile and offer to drop by some time. Justin remains against me.
That was further than I expected him to be willing to go, and I
was very proud of him. He was hard and wanted me. I wanted him
too, but, I also wanted Michael.
I watched the many boys getting their due and took my hand and a
paddle to several of them as I waited. None of them were as hot as
Justin. And none were even on the same plane of existence as
Michael's hot ass.
Michael -------
I catch site of a naked body moving towards me. It takes me a
second before I fully take in his face. Michael. Throb. I look to
Justin and he lets go of me. I walk up to Michael and kiss.
We had never really talked. Silently we had found each other's
desires and made them real. I pulled him close and wrapped both
hands around his firm, bare, smooth, bubble butt ass cheeks. Ahh.
I pulled him close. Who is he? Where does he come from?
I introduce him to Justin who will be watching his spanking
closely. All he says is his name "Michael", nothing more, nothing
less. I find us a nice chair and a hairbrush.
I sit down.
Michael comes over my lap eagerly. He loves this. I can hardly
believe he was a spanking virgin 4 odd months ago and now he came
only to seek me out.
Justin was somewhat envious I could tell. I suggested to him that
he perhaps enjoy some of the other men for a while since I wanted
to spend at least 3 hours working on Michael.
Michael perked up at this, his cock hardening against my lap.
Justin looked a bit dismayed, but we had discussed this already.
I spent some time positioning Michael in my lap. I wanted him to
feel my hardness. And I wanted to feel his. I also wanted him
firmly over my lap and his butt exposed. After positioning him I
let it wait. My hands rubbing those hot buns. Pinching, squeezing,
rubbing. But not spanking, yet!
Two or three other bottoms came over, they recognized us from the
exhibition last month and wanted to watch. I took my time. I
showed his upturned ass off to the small crowd of onlookers. I
finger his hole gently. And then it comes. What he wants so badly
to have, and I to give.
SLAP
My hand spanks his ass and leaves a beautiful firm pink imprint.
Each of my five fingers can be seen across his pale white flesh. I
pause for a while and take my time rubbing his ass and enjoying
the control I have over him. Our cocks are against one another
both rock hard.
SLAP
I spank him again, my hand lingers there feeling the ass. I want
each part of his ass to tingle gently first. I will draw this out.
Some of the bottoms loose interest, they are wham bam thank you
ma'am'ers. If it isn't instant gratification, they don't want a
part of it. But, humility and control must come in small doses. I
gently swat his ass with my hand taking time between each swat to
kneed the flesh I am working.
Justin bends over kisses me and heads up to the catwalks for a
better view of all the action. The floor is filling up I notice, I
had been so focussed in on the hot body over my lap I had lost
track of time. But the hard cock against my lap draws me back in
quickly and I loose myself in my task at hand.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
I land a sequence of quick short, open handed blows on Michael's
firm butt. Since I've been taking my time it is still very white
and each blow can be carefully seen. Michael is cooing pleasurably
inspite of the embarrassment of the exposure and nature of his
treatment.
Our cocks are rock solid rods now thrust against on another.
I take my time. He may very well be a mystery, but he is mine for
the night.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
More blows onto his buttocks. More kneeding of hot flesh. He moves
a hand in the way as if to get me to pause but I pin it to his
back and land a welter of spanks on his exposed cheeks.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
Rule one of taking a spanking is not to get in the way of the
punishment.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
After he yelps perfectly, I release his pinned hand and push it
back in front of his body. The repeated spanks have turned his ass
a nice shade of pink on the center. Like two mounds of pain
peaking perfect mountains.
I pause and admire my work. Then I kneed the hot flesh I'm working
and finally pick up a hairbrush.
Mike, the guy who had spanked Justin earlier comes over and he is
naked now and I can see red lines on his ass where he had someone
cane him. He looks at me and I shake my head saying, later I've
got this one for now. I beckon him towards me and say that I'll
stay till closing some time next week and spank him over the bar,
he looks at me mortified and I smile and send him away.
I let Michael sit up for a bit. He has been overturned on my lap
for well over an hour by my estimates and I notice the show is
about to start.
We kiss and Justin comes up behind me to stand while we all watch
tonights exhibition.
Exhibition ----------
The exhibition can be one of the best parts of the evening. First
off, to see a boy humiliated in front of 100's of men and boys. On
a typical Friday at the ~Dungeon~, by the time of the exhibition,
there are usually between 100 and 200 people present. Tonight was
no exception, the floor was packed and the catwalks a bit empty.
More participants, less watchers.
Tonight, an older "daddy" was spanking a young looking hispanic
"boy". The kid was hot and fairly hairy. The dad was clearly a
tough disciplinarian and the boy was a real fighter. Kept moving
his hands into the way. I watched the scene as Justin and Michael
stood next to me watching a fellow boy get his ass blistered a
bright sore red with a firm wooden paddle.
These two on display tonight were clearly more into the action
aspect of the spanking. It went by quickly and although the boy
crying the daddy kept up the punishment with the paddle. The
audience was quiet as we all enjoyed a great butt blistering. The
boy was sent for some public corner time as the show ended and
spanking resumed.
Justin asks me if we can go home and looks rather tired. I look at
Michael only mildly pink ass and want it so badly.
Hmm.
Decisions, Decisions.
I turn to Michael and ask him whether he would like to come see my
apartment. He looks terrified with indecision. Till now our
"relationship" such as it was had been anonymous and safe for him.
Now, I was upping the ante, I wanted him to be in my house and be
with me.
He shakes his head gently and lays himself back across my lap for
further butt blistering. I look at Justin who pleads mercilessly
with his eyes to return home, I shake my head, I want Michael's
ass.
Spanking --------
Justin wanders back up the catwalk, not yet ready to give himself
to others and jealous for my affections.
I pick up the hairbrush I had chosen earlier for Michael's fine
ass and begin applying both sides of it with gusto to his perfect
ass cheeks.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
I'm ready to push him to his limits. I have gone far with him, but
he always seems hungry for more, tonight I want to give him more
than ever, I want to know him. I caress his cheeks and squeeze
them.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
I work the beautiful bubble butt on my lap with firm swats.
Quickly the pink peaks appear on the butt mountains. Then after
more work they turn crimson.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
Further efforts redden the entire buttocks to my satisfaction.
Michael begins to whimper now, the strokes are starting to hurt a
bit more, that fine line between the spanking being the most
erotic thing in the universe and the actual pain of the implement
is coming into play.
I pause and kneed the hot ass flesh under my hands. I bend forward
and lick the hot reddening ass with my tongue, he moans in
exctasy.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
I work him hard and pause again right as I sense him coming to his
limit. I'm using his stuff cock and slight cries as cues as to how
far I can push this hot boy toy on my lap.
His entire ass is blazing red now. Every inch has been struck by
the hairbrush or my hand. And yet, he is rock hard against my
equally hard tool. His ass upturned in my lap. I sense the need to
pause and stretch his punishment out.
I begin to finger his hole, he coos appreciatively.
I work my finger deep into his fuckhole and begin to lecture him
about being a good boy and behaving well. I lecture him about
coming to work on time and doing all of his work. His cock
stiffens and shoots in my lap. I continue playing with his
fuckhole. More spankings will come, these are the most painful,
after the exctasy of the orgasm has passed they sting worse and
feel more intense.
I withdraw my finger slowly from his fuckhole and raise my hand
high in the air and begin slapping bare butt with my equally bare
and very strong firm hands.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT
He moans in pain and yelps with each slap of my hand against his
buttocks. After 30 he is reduced to tears. I lift him to me and we
stand embraced my pants wet with his hot cum, my hands cupping the
beautiful bubble butt I so recently blistered, his head nestled in
my muscular chest.
I hold him for longer than ever as he cries, letting it all go,
letting whatever it is that he was holding back all loose. He
cries him my arms for an hour lost in the pleasure of release from
all that bothered him.
When the crying stops finally he says his name, Michael Feinstein
and leaves me alone in the ~Dungeon~ on the floor my lap covered
in his cum, my white muscle T wet with his tears. And he, released
from whatever restraints held him through the pain and humiliation
of a spanking.
Justin waits respectfully a few minutes before reclaiming me. We
head for home.
Car Ride Home -------------
We head for home quietly. Justin is unsure what to say, and I even
less so. Michael has blown my mind since we first met and will
evidently continue to do so. If he trickles out his phone number
to me a digit at a time, I won't be surprised.
The silence on the ride home is deafening.
Home ----
Justing strips again upon arriving home and goes to our bedroom
for his nightly spanking. I come in and he comes over my lap
without argument. While he is over my lap with each SWAT I
talk out loud my feelings on the whole evening and his jealousy. I
stretch the punishment out over a full hour and do a quite severe
job of reddening his ass. He feels it by the end and starts crying
slightly and we kiss.
He sucks my cock vigorously and then nestles his head in my chest
for us to sleep.
Before he closes his eyes, he looks up and says, "I'm sorry for
being jealous, I just love you so much."
Epilogue by the Author ----------------------
This story is completely fictional and is an outgrowth of my own
fascination with spanking. I find spanking so erotic because it is
such a release and such a power trip. After I've had an erotic
spanking session with someone I find myself so relaxed and at
peace.
Let me know what you think of this story by writing me at the
e-mail address at the of the story. I've gotten a number of very
positive responses to the original "Spanking Party" story I wrote
and continue to receive them. As a result I've written more.
Continued feedback means continued stories. Suggestions for the
characters welcome. Other stories in this series:
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Spanking Party
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Justin Returns
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Mediation by Paddle
-
Rules for Justin
-
Coworker Gets His Due