Anthony Stays Over


by Greg Preston <Greg@forefund.co.za>

I suppose that I had really been aware my whole life that I am gay. As puberty approached I found that I was more and more curious about the boys in my class and what their bodies looked like when they were naked. I couldn't wait for physical education classes even though I was only a moderate sportsman. At least then I would see my classmates stripped as we changed or showered after class.

When I was in Grade 7 I had struck up a friendship with Anthony who was the same age as me; about 12. He was a true blonde and was physically stronger than me. being dark haired, I had started growing pubic hairs before Anthony although his _c_o_c_k_ was quite a bit bigger than mine. I had a fair amount of hair above my _c_o_c_k_ although the rest of me was smooth. Anthony was smooth all over. Anyway, as our friendship developed we started sleeping over at each other's houses. One particular Friday night Anthony was sleeping over at my house. My folks were going out to an evening wedding. We had appealed to them not to get a baby sitter saying that we were responsible enough not to need one. They agreed but with dire warnings of punishment in the event of us misbehaving in their absence.

As soon as they were gone Anthony suggested that we go for a swim. It was just after six o clock and starting to get dark. I started going upstairs to get my costume when Anthony asked me what I was doing. When I told him he said that it was not necessary as he was going to swim nude and suggested I do the same. Happily I agreed. We stripped in the lounge and ran out to the pool and dived in stark naked. We splashed around for a bit and then amongst our horseplay I brushed against Anthony's _c_o_c_k_. I felt it start to respond. I took it in my hands and started rubbing. Soon he was quite hard and was breathing deeply. I could tell that he was excited. My own _c_o_c_k_ was hard as well. I lifted him out of the pool and he sat on the edge with just his feet in the water. I took his _c_o_c_k_ in my mouth and started licking and sucking. Within a very short space of time he had come in my mouth. It was not gushing as with an older boy but it was the best thing that I had experienced up to that time. I then got out of the pool and we wanked together by the side of the pool.

We went inside and stayed naked for the rest of the evening. We ate the supper that Mom had prepared and watched a bit of TV. We then went to my room. Anthony was supposed to sleep on a mattress on the floor, but I suggested that he share my bed. He readily agreed. We spent the evening happily playing with each other's bodies. We came twice again that night before falling asleep in each other's arms.

We were woken up by my father at about half past one the next morning and he was raging. My folks had found our clothes on the lounge floor and we had fallen asleep with the door open. The blankets had fallen off and from the position of our bodies it was obvious what we had been doing. My Dad told us to go downstairs to his office and wait for him. I reached for a pair of shorts and he told me not to bother as I wasn't going to need them for what he had in mind.

Sheepishly we went downstairs trying to hide our privates from his and my Mom's looks. Once we were in the office we were lectured on our bad sluttish behaviour. Dad then told me to lie across his lap. When I did so he started to swat me with hios hand. It stung like the devil. He must have hit me about 50 times and I was crying from quite early on. he then did the same with Anthony. Anthony had a hard on that he made no effort to hide. Anthony's bum was soon red and he too was crying. I couldn't take my eyes off his bum. When Dad had finished smacking Anthony he got up and went to the corner of his office and brought out a cane that he had only once used on me previously when I had broken the dining room window. I did not want to experience that again. Dad told us that what we had just had was a warm up and that he was going to give us two dozen each on the bare bum. I quivered in fear and could see that Anthony was worried as well. His _c_o_c_k_ had shrunk and was barely visible and his balls had tightened as well. Dad told us that he would split the punishment into two lots of twelve. He asked who would go first. Thankfully Anthony volunteered. He bent over and I couldn't keep my eyes off his bum. Dad raised the cane and brout it down hard. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. Anthony was crying openly. The third stroke had exposed a thin line of blood on his right cheek. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. The tears and yells were louder. My _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard and was pressing up to my navel. SMACK SMACK SMACK. Blood was drawn from three places on Anthony's bum now. Dad brought the cane down really hard - SMACKKKK!! Anthony yelled so loudly that I thought he would wake the neighbours.

Dad then called me over. My erection was obvious, but he flicked at it with the cane. I thought that I would die with pain. It was instantly limp and I was in tears. I bent over and waited. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK! I could feel thatt he skin had been split and I had never known such pain. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. I was crying freely. Never had I even imagined that pain like that could exist. Dad raised the cane again. SMACKKK!!! I shrieked in agony. I clutched my bum and the tears poured down my cheeks.

Dad indicated for Anthony to bend down again. He begged for no more punishment but Dad told him to bend or he was going to start again from the hand slaps. Anthony went white and bent over. Dad picked up the cane and Anthony's bum shook in anticipation of what was to come. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!! Hard and fast they came and Anthony's screams made me afraid. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK. The blood was in several places now from where the cane had bitten into him. He was shaking in pain. Dad lifted the cane for the last stroke. SMMAACCKKK!!! Dad brought it down diagonally across the other marks. Anthony collapsed and the sobs were coming from him in deep wells. This time my _c_o_c_k_ had stayed soft. I was too afraid to be _s_e_x_ually aroused. Dad indicated for me to bend over. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!! My bum was in agony and I thought that I was in an ancient Hell!! SMACK SMACK SMACK. I was yelling with every stroke and pleading with him to stop. I knew what to expect for the last stroke, having seen Anthony thrashed, but that hadn't prepared me. SMMMAAACCCKK!! The cane landed diagonally across the other marks. I too fell to the ground sobbing. Dad put the cane away and told us to go to bed and not to indulge in such behaviour again.

We went up to my room and climbed into our separate beds, stark naked because we were too sore to wear shorts or undies. After a while the rest of the house went quiet and the only sounds were Aanthony and I crying. When I was sure that my folks were asleep, I got up and quietly turned the key in in my bedroom door. I invited Anthony into my bed and by the streetlight inspected the damage to his bum. I could not believe the effect. I rubbed some cream into his bum and he did the same for me. My _c_o_c_k_ got hard but we were just too sore to do anything about it. We fell asleep in each other's arms, but were careful to be in our separate beds by the time my folks got up. dad allowed us to walk around with just a long t shirt on as we were too sore to wear pants. Mom had gone out and wasn't around to see us.

The thing is that the caning did nothing to kill my desire for boys. Anthony and I played around for about a year after that. Then he dsicovered girls, more's the pity. I am gay and proud of it. A lot of my relationships have had a bit of pain in them, possibly as a result of my father's punishment. I shall tell you about some of them one day.


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