An Unexpected Opportunity Those _d_a_m_n_ Kids Spanked Me!


by Jakespank

Jake and his friend Luke lay in wait behind the bushes on the edge of the Chessman's back field. Mr Chessman should be coming out soon to tend the fields. He always passed by this way no matter which field he was headed for. Sometimes he passed by checking the fences for spots that needed mending. Jake had his black Doberman, Hiney, with them too.

Jake and Luke, two 19 year olds, liked to check out the swaggering Mr Chessman on the farm next door. Jim, his name was. Jim Chessman was a tall, blond haired, green-eyed thirty-ish guy that looked dazzling with his late summer tan and tight overalls. The young men often spied on Mr Chessman and tried not to get caught. They'd be embarrassed for him to know how they lurked about spying on him.

As Jim Chessman passed near by on his puttering tractor, Hiney suddenly bounded out to greet him. "Hiney, come back!" Jake hissed. Luke laughed in their hiding place behind some small jagger bushes. The bushes grew along both sides of the path where Chessman's tractor now came to a crawl.

"Well, hi there boy. You come over fer a visit?" laughed Chessman. But the dog's nostrils flared and he gave a low growl. "Oh oh, something wrong there boy?", Chessman brought the tractor to a stop and turned off the engine. "What's wrong with yer dog, boys?".

The boys were found out, and emerged slowly through the bushes. "Dunno, he's usually friendly except fer cats!" Jake said. Hiney grabbed onto the overall trouser leg and started to pull, still growling.

"Now Jake, this is gettin' a little out of hand now. Call 'im off!", Mr Chessman's voice betrayed his fear.

"Well I'll be, Mr Chessman. Ain't never seen 'im act like this before. Must be the smell of the cats on ya. Here Hiney, stop! Stop!" Jake pulled at the big dog's collar, but Hiney's growling was turning to a snarl.

Chessman got down from the tractor and started pulling back toward the bushes with Hiney in tow, growling and tugging and worrying over the overall pant leg. Chessman started to look very fearful of the oversized curr snarling around his ankles. "Maybe yer right! We do have cats, ya know."

Chessman turned to try to pull away, and practically dove under the nearest bushes, pulling Hiney along with him. The dog dug his front paws into the ground and was slowly hauling Mr Chessman back out of the bushes.

Jake looked at Luke and shrugged. "Hiney, stop it right now!"

But Luke got a mischievious grin and elbowed his friend Jake with a wink that Chessman couldn't see. "Mr Chessman" Luke suggested helpfully, unbutton yer overalls and we'll slide 'em off for ya. It's the cat smell. Let's get them off before ya get bit!"

"Yeah, Mr Chessman", chimed in Jake, "I think he's right. Here, let us help you."

Chessman's handsome, square-jawed face looked nervously over his shoulder at the boys, pondering their suggestion as the dog pulled and tugged back and forth at the overall pant leg. The leg was starting to fray badly.

Jim blushed at the thought of undressing out here in front of the boys, but giving up the overalls might just do the trick. He reached up and popped a couple buttons on each shoulder strap, and the overalls began to sag. "Okay, they're unbuttoned" Jim called from his prone position under the bushes.

"You just hold on sir, and we'll get these of ya" Luke said oh so helpfully. The boys could hardly believe this was happening to their idol Mr Chessman. They exchanged hidden smirks as they dove in to remove the overalls.

Jake pulled Chessman's work boots off one foot and then the other. Then he worked to help Hiney pull the pant legs over Mr Chessman's white cotten socks. Luke boldly leaned over Chessman's butt, one hand propped awkwardly on each muscular buttock. A few tugs, and the overalls fell down Chessman's back and loosened around the waist. Luke easily pulled them down over Chessman's butt as the muscular farmer wriggled forward under the bushes to escape the snarling, monster Doberman.

As the overalls came down over Jim's hips, the boys watched breathlessly as the overalls slid down his thighs to reveal thin, white cotten boxers that stretched tight across his broad rump. As they quickly pulled off the overalls, Chessman was getting caught up in the sharp jaggers growing on the bushes and catching all over his cotton workshirt. "_s_h_i_t_, these bushes need to go." Chessman struggled briefly, they gave up.

Luke ran around to the other side to "help" Mr Chessman with his shirt, but Jake was enjoying the posterior view. In fact, he had another idea. Jake pulled the overalls away from the dog, and pushed Hiney closer to the wriggling posterior before them. It seemed to work as Hiney picked up the "cat" scent, or whatever it was, and started snarling and sniffing around the cotton briefs.

Meanwhile, Luke was consoling Mr Chessman, when the farmer stiffened. The snarls were starting up again. The cold, sniffing snoot was coming up his legs and across his hind end. "Ooops!" Chessman tried to scurry forward, but the shirt was getting more caught in all the brambles.

"Here, sir, let me help", Luke was tugging the shirt forward and off over Jim's head. Chessman was quickly getting stripped naked by the boys, and turning a bright red.

"Wait! er... I mean... Jake, not my shorts! Oops!" The shirt popped over Chessman's head revealing his muscular, bronzed chest feathered lightly with blond hair. Luke caught his breath, still holding Chessman by the shirt as it fell down his muscular arms. These boys were stripping him stark _f_u_c_k_ing naked right on his own farm! He was so humiliated, he began to feel a sick feeling in his stomach, and a rising boner in his shorts!

At the same time, Jake was staring at the big, broad ass sticking out from under the bushes, wearing only the thin, cotton briefs. "Here we go, sir!" Jake patted Mr Chessman on the ass, and then gave some little tugs to the legs of the boxers as his dog, Hiney, sniffed and snarled. The briefs slipped down to reveal Chessman's contrasting white upper butt and crack before popping down over the curved butt muscles.

At that point, the boxers snapped free of Chessman's butt and fell down his thighs to his knees. "Oooooops! My shorts! What the hell!" Chessman was never so humiliated as he felt now. Stripped naked by the two neighborhood punks in the cool early morning air. He shivered slightly as the breeze ruffled the blond hair across his ass and between his legs. His fat boner fell out into the leaves and brambles under the bushes.

And the _d_a_m_n_ dog was still worrying with his shorts with a big mouthful of the cotton material. As the dog pulled, Jims knees knocked together. He rose up on his knees and tried to wriggle forward, but the dog's tugging was too much and held him firm.

"_d_a_m_n_ it, boys! Now stop this! Help me up! Call of that _d_a_m_n_ dog!" Chessman was getting pissed off. The boys howled with glee.

"Ah Mr Chessman, with all due respect, you ain't in no position to make no demands. Is he, Jake?" Luke smirked.

"You right there, mah man." Jake retorted with a smart ass tone. "All ah see is this here big bare ass humpin' under a bush! Maybe we should teach 'im a little lesson while he's here. What'cha think?

"Yeah, shame ta waste the opportunity", Luke agreed. Then they bust out laughing and ran to search out some good paddling implements while Mr Chessman's bare ass wriggled around inches from Hiney's snarling snoot.

Next thing Chessman knew, he felt the rough wood of the 1x4 that Jake had found in the field and dusted off for the occasion being patted against his fat ass cheeks. Each pat caught the fleshy cheeks and bounced them. "Guys! What is that? What are you doing?"

Chessman's shirt held him under the bushes, still wrapped around his arms and caught up in the brambles. Jim tugged against the brambles with his arms, and pulled his boxers from the dog with his knees, but he was caught firmly at both ends. Now he could feel Jake's makeshift paddle patting his fat rump getting ready for the kill.

SWAAAA AAACK! "Ooooof! Jake pu-lease!" SWAAAA AAACK! "Ooooof! Please Jake, don't do this!" SWAAAA AAACK! "Ooooof! Oh my ass!" SWAAAA AAACK! "Ooooof! Shiiiiiiiiittttt!"

SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK!

Jake ignored Jim's pleas and found a good rhythm. He got into it, feeling the aim, the full swing, and the follow through as the board connected upwards. Each whack shoved farmer Jim back into the brambles and reddened his white, muscular ass.

Luke hadn't been lucky enough to find another 1x4, so he broke off a switch from a dwarf hickory. He practiced swishing it in the air while waiting his turn. Then growing bored, he looked for something to contribute while Jake was spanking the big bare ass.

SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK!

"Ouuuuu, hoo hoo hoo hoooooo!" CHessman yelped as Jake paddled his big ass. The pain was enormous, but the humiliation was so great, that Jim found himself getting an enormous stiff _c_o_c_k_. He tried his best to hide it from the young men, and was succeeding. Almost.

"Oooops! Hey, stop it!" Chessman got up on his knees and tried to wriggle away from the new sensation. Luke had alleviated his boredom by taking the tip of his hickory switch, and tracing it up Chessman's wide ass crack. The switch just naturally found its mark and slipped right up to the opening to Chessman's anus, where Luke tickled and bobbled it around.

"Oooops! Stop that right now, man!" Jim Chessman burned red as the switch pressed his asshole, and his boner popped up to full attention! Chessman stuck his ass out in a perfect target trying to get away from the switch tip tickling up his asshole, and the 1x4 paddle found it's mark.

SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK! SWAAAA AAACK!

"Yeeowwwwww! My ass!" Jim yowled, losing all inhibition to the searing stripes being laid across his bare butt.

"Oh, he liked that switch up his ass!" chuckled Luke. "Look at his little stiffy!" Luke poked at Chessman's boner and bobbled it with his switch.

"You little twerp! Don't touch me there." Chessman struggled in his nakedness, humiliated. "Let me up!"

"Wait a minute, don't you want to see what this little hickory switch can do?" Luke sing-songed.

"No sir!", Chessman's voice came out of the bush. "I already know what it can do. No thank you!"

"Oh!", Luke said, "did your daddy use the switch on your little bare butt?"

"Yes he did, if you wanna know!" Chessman shouted.

"Tell us all about it, Mr Chessman. Did it hurt like this?" Luke swished it down across the broad buns, raising a red, thin stripe across both bare cheeks.

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "Yes it did!" Chessman moaned.

"Did yore daddy pull down yer britches and switch you bare? Tell us Mr Chessman." SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "Yes he did!" Chessman moaned. "Now pu-lease let me up."

"Tell us! Tell us what yore daddy did. Say it!" SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "Yes! Yes! Yes! He pulled em down, put me over his knee and switched me bare. My bare ass!"

"And WHERE did he switch yer little bare ass, Mr Chessman?" Luke continued. SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "Stop! Stop! I'll tell ya. He took me out back by the shed, and switched my, my, ..."

"Yore what? Say it!" SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "My bare ass... He pulled down my britches and switched my bare ass for my friends to see. All of them... All of them"

"And what happened to yer little stiffy, there, Mr Chessman? Did they see that too?" laughed Luke. SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "Oh my ass! Yes! Yes! Please stop, please. They all saw it, they saw..."

"SAW WHAT?", yelled Luke sternly. SWIIIIIII IIIIIIISH!

YEEEEEE OWWWWWWWWCH! "ohhhhh... They saw my stiffy, I mean, my boner. They saw it bouncing there while I was switched. Then they saw it bouncing when I jumped up and down holding my ass. My britches still down. It was horrible. It was... Oh! Oh! Ooooohhhh!" Chessman humped slightly like a dog in heat, shuddered a few times and then sank down under the brambles, spent and exhausted.

Luke and Jake snickered and dropped their paddles. Even Hiney knew somehow that it was time to go and released the boxers. In the distance, they could hear the approach of a jeep. Most likely the old foreman, Bones Pritchard, who worked for the Chessmans.

The boys took off long before the jeep arrived. They watched from across the creek and up the next hill as Bones parked his jeep, shook his head, and dragged his bare-assed boss out from under the brambles. It was another one of those days on the Chessman farm!


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