This Beaver story is not triggered by a particular episode of the Leave It To Beaver series but fits in near the end of the series. A note on political correctness: this story is set back in 1963 when the commonly used term was Eskimo although now the term Intuit is preferred. I have also pushed the reference to The Beach Boys's California Girls a couple of years. There were, however, earlier and similar songs then.
The following story is fiction. It contain scenes of spanking. If such a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i. e., child) please leave now.
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The two teens did not have to discuss it at all. Neither wanted to walk with their parents like they did when they were little boys. "We'll stay here, dad." said seventeen year old Wally.
Thirteen year old Beaver nodded his agreement. "Maybe we'll play catch." he added as an after thought.
"That's fine, boys. Your mother and I will be back well before the hour is up."
The two played couch potato for what seemed like a long time until they were totally bored which took about five minutes. Then they started to play catch on the beach. With each throw the ball drifted towards the lake as they ran back and forth on the narrow beach. Soon it was in the water and Wally went to get it. He tossed it to The Beaver and returned to shore dripping wet and much cooler. In a few minutes they were both standing in knee-deep water now having many excuses to get and stay totally wet.
It was not long before they were in deepwater tossing the ball back and forth. They were also in metaphorical deep water although they did not realize it.
It was great fun until they heard their father bellowing from the shore. "Wallace! Theodore!! OUT OF THE WATER THIS INSTANT!!!" Then two hearts skipped a beat. "WALLACE! THEODORE!! NOW!!!!" They started to return to shore and only then realized how far out they were when they could not walk any more but had to swim.
As they walked up the beach to face the music, the car that had just stopped by the next table about eight meters away disgorged its occupants -- a family of five. Beside the two parents was a young lady of about sixteen and boys of fourteen and twelve. The three teens' quickly sensed that Wally and The Beaver were in big trouble, were going to get IT and while they were safe. As their mother placed a picnic basket on the table, their father looked at his watch as said: "You got another twenty-five minutes before you may go swimming." Jennifer pretended to act uninterested in the near by activities and just sat on the beach, nearby, to read her book.
By the time that Wallace and Theodore stood dripping in front of their furious parents, the two boys knew that they were in deep trouble. Wally would have been lusting for the lass under any other circumstances. They could hardly make out his father's confused ranting but quickly understood that they had broken both of the rules that they had been explicitly reminded about. They stood there for some time as their parents calmed down. Then the grilling began.
"Was there anything about the rules for swimming that you did not understand, boys?"
"No, sir." they both said softly and guiltily.
"Was there some overriding emergency to justify breaking them?"
"No, sir." they both said again softly and guiltily.
Young Oscar poked his brother, Justin. "They're going to get it for sure." Justin smiled and nodded. He was sure that this was going to be a good show. His trunks felt some what tighter as he anticipated what would happen. He found all spankings to be erotic.
Ward took a little time to decide how to handle this. It was not the first time that this had happened. "Wallace, do you remember breaking the swimming rules when you were Theodore's age and on this very beach."
Wallace did not have to think very hard. That was a very unpleasant recollection. He almost could still feel how much his little butt had hurt afterwards. "Yes, father." he said simply.
"Wallace, tell Theodore all the things that I told you that day. Make sure that he understands how important this is and why he must follows the rules. Face each other, boys."
Wallace thought about how through he should be. The less he said, the sooner it would be over but dad would then say more. He decided to tell all. He felt very strange lecturing his younger brother with his father watching. He was not very happy with the role -- he could wait to be a father for now he was content being just a teenager. He could see that The Beaver was also unhappy with the situation also. It was even more uncomfortable to be lectured by big brother then by dad. The Beaver was fidgeting just like when dad was lecturing him. He also realized that doing a good job was a no-win situation -- either he proved that he knew the rules or that he forgot what he certainly should have known.
"That's very good, Wallace. Then what happened."
"You spanked me." Wallace did not want to go into details. He vividly recalled that his trunks were pulled down and he was spanked in front of everyone. (He especially recalled the other family that was there with two boys and two girls from ten through thirteen who found everything so interesting.) He had also kicked so much that his trunks flew off so everyone could see his equipment when he went to stand with his nose at the tree and afterwards.
"You missed something very important. Before you were spanked, we heard an ambulance drive up to the other side of the lake and saw someone taken away. Later we found out that the person had cramps because he went right in after eating and that he almost drowned." Both boys were startled by this. They realized that their parents were not just telling them stories but such awful things actually happen.
"Now, Theodore, you're always telling me that you're old enough to be on your own and that you understand the rules. Is there any reason why you should not be SPANKED?"
"No, sir." answered The Beaver staring at the ground. "I'm afraid not, sir." As bad as it was to be punished at home, it was many times worse out in public like here and that was what happened to Wally. Justin and Oscar poked each other while watching intently. They glanced at their sister who was smiling to much to really be reading. They knew how she loved watching them get spanked.
"He was following my example, dad." said Wally bravely hoping to protect his brother having realized that he was in for it no matter what else happened.
"True you set a bad example, a very bad example, but that does not excuse your brother. Theodore is still responsible for himself."
"Yes, sir."
"Wallace you are to spank Theodore now. Just as hard as I spanked you the last time." Both boys were shocked and stood frozen. Nothing like this had ever happened to them before. "You've been spanked more than enough times to know how it is done. Let's get on with it."
Justin and Oscar were just as shocked. And a bit disappointed for they expected to Wallace get his tail busted not Theodore. But they were not going to complain. This show would be fun too.
Ward got up from the bench and Wallace knew that he was to sit down there and spank his brother. He recalled the many times he wanted to clobber The Beav but this did not seem right. As he led The Beaver over to the bench, he managed to whisper: "I'm sorry." He sat and pulled his brother over his lap. He was about to start when dad interrupted again.
"Take his suit off, Wallace." The boys complied and, with Theodore properly bare assed back over his lap, Wallace started to spank him.
Spank, spank, spank.
"Do it properly, Wallace." come the command.
SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.
And again another interruption. "HARDER. You know that you should be hitting much harder than that."
"Yes, sir." Wallace said with a sigh, and started spanking his little brother hard like his father spanked.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
The Beaver was surprised at how hard his brother was spanking him. He hitting almost as hard as dad and it hurt; really HURT. What he did not realize was that Wally was not hitting the sensitive crease at the bottom. Wallace continued.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
The Beaver could not help it for tears not only filled his eyes but ran out. He was crying like a little boy and the spanking continued.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
As he spanked his bawling brother Wally felt awful. It did not feel good to hurt The Beaver. This was very different from the fights -- both play and real -- that they have had over the years. He desperately wanted to stop but sensed that dad will tell him to go on. He gave The Beaver another two volleys and stopped. Without waiting for approval, he stood his crimson assed brother up and held him tightly as he cried. He tried to comfort The Beaver but that was not as easy as hurting him. It would be days before he realized the two lessons that he had just learnt. First, how much it hurt himself to give his brother a spanking even one that he had earned. Second, how awful it would have been had his brother really been hurt.
Ward let the boys be a few minutes and then he sat down again. "Your turn Wallace." he said patting his lap. Justin and Oscar practically jumped for joy -- the big guy was going to get it. Their _c_o_c_k_s were both rock hard. What they did not realize was that their father would have an example to use when they were that old. Jen stopped pretending to read and she was starting to get wet. This was definitely more exciting than seeing her kid bothers getting spanked.
Wally knew what this meant and that objections were not a good idea. He was very unhappy with this for it had been a couple, almost three, years since he had been spanked like a little boy. It certainly did not help that those kids at the next table were staring with big eyes and the young lady looking as often as she could. He prayed that she was not moving to Mayfield now seeing that he was being spanked like a little boy. He slipped his trunks down and laid over his father's lap. He did not want to look like more of a baby that he absolutely must especially in front of his little brother.
"You know why, Wallace?"
"Yes, sir. I broke the two rules about swimming."
With that replied, Ward raised his hand and brought it down hard on the bare butt of his oldest son. The contact resounded with a loud SPANK!! Even The Beaver winced at the sound. Wally clenched his jaw tight and resolved not to cry. He was now seventeen and no longer a little boy -- not withstanding that he was being spanked as one.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
Each of these spanks was as hard as the first. Ward felt it in his hand for Wally's butt was much harder than it had been a few years earlier. But he persisted.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
Wally was really feeling it now. He knew that he had gotten hurt a lot more on the football field and never even whimpered but now his eyes were as tearful as his brother's had been a little while ago. Still the barrage of hard spanks continued.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
What Wally did not realize at first was that his father had not just been hitting his butt cheeks but had also been getting the more sensitive thighs and the very sensitive crease between.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
Wallace, the varsity football star of Mayfield High, lost control and started to cry just as his little brother had a few minutes before. Another volley came.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
Ward stopped spanking although Wally continued to cry for a little while. Ward lifted his son up and led him to the tree trunk. "Kiss this Eskimo style Wallace. You too Theodore." The Beaver stepped up to the tree and stuck his nose on it. Both boys knew that they should put their hands on their respective heads and did so. The Beaver sort of lucked out for he had already pulled up his swim suit so that he was covered unlike Wally.
Fifteen looooong minutes later, Ward called the boys over to the table. Wally immediately started looking for his trunks. He located them and immediately started to put them on. "Don't bother with that, Wallace." The boys knew that there was more trouble ahead.
"I'm very disappointed that you did not properly take care of Theodore and set a bad example by swimming when you should not have. Lean over the table."
Justin and Oscar's ears perked up at that line. There was going to be an encore. They stopped pretending that they were doing something else and watched intently without shame.
"Yes, sir."
"You are going to get ten with my belt, young man. Do not get up until they are over."
Ward stepped to the side of Wallace and removed his belt. He wrapped the buckle end around his hand and raised it. It crashed down hard on the already red hot butt with a loud WHACK!! Wally gripped the table very tightly. He did not want to move. The strap was raised and lowered to kiss the hot tail nine more times.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
Not only did Justin and Oscar see how Wally's butt showed the stripes from the belt but also how his knuckles turned white as he gripped the table as tightly as he could. They knew that this was for real.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
"You may put your trunks on now Wallace." The Beaver handed them to him and he quickly put them on. He was glad that he did not cry again. A minute they were both in the water letting their bottoms cool more than they were swimming.
They were not alone in the water for just then Jen, Justin and Oscar received permission to swim. All three dashed for the water to hide their arousals. Justin and Oscar immediately went after Beaver to ask him about being spanked by his brother rather than his father. Actually The Beaver really did not know what to tell them as this was the first time beyond the obvious that it still hurt.
Wally had a much more complex situation. A beautiful young lady was interested in him but he was terribly embarrassed as she had just seen him strapped while naked and, even worse, spanked like a little boy. What he did not know was how excited she was having seen him getting strapped and his yummy bod with his full sized male parts swinging. She did try to put him at easy by telling him: "I've often seen my brothers spanked but your buns are really cute in a manly way." Wally blushed all over. He thought that obvious indication of discomfort would get her to leave him alone but it had the reverse effect. She thought it made him look even cuter. She quickly moved to him and jumped on him. Both The Beaver and Oscar thought that she was acting like a large immature puppy dog. As Wally fell backward under her unexpected weight, she planted a great big kiss on his face which she maintained as they slipped under the surface while she cupped his crotch.
When they resurfaced they were both gasping for breath although she was still hanging on to him and he was supporting her. She smiled and gave him another kiss. This one was better aimed and they osculated properly lips to lips. What the rest of the world was not privy to was that they were also rubbing crotches under water. All their siblings splashed them so that they separated before either set of parents observed their unseemly behavior.
Oscar commented to The Beaver and Justin that at least Wally had washed off the girl germs from that kissing. This earned him a dunking from both of them. It would have gotten him pantsed if both set of parents were not watching.
By the time they got out of the water it was learnt that Jen et at. had just moved to Mayfield from crazy and wild California. Jen did tell Wally her phone number and he was delighted that it was on the other side of town so that she would be in the other high school. Although she did not seem to care that he got spanked and strapped, he did not really want it known about school. Mayfield was a lot more sedate than California.
When they left for home, the boys realized how bumpy the roads were as they tried to sit still on the drive home.
It was not until hours later when they were in bed with the lights out that Wally spoke to The Beaver about events. "Beav, I'm very sorry about what happened today. I now know what dad meant when he told us that spanking us hurt him more than it did us. Spanking you hurt me more on the inside than dad spanking and strapping me did on the outside. But I'm very sorry that I hurt you. Please, please forgive me."
The Beaver was very understanding. "Wally, I know that dad made you do it and it would have hurt me more if he had spanked me. There is nothing to forgive. But what was it like when Jen kissed you?"
Wally broke out in great big grin and said: "She a California girl. From crazy and wild California. It was FUN." He had already decided that he would call her for a date.
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