Eric and Uncle Hal - Part II


by Cal <100622.2517@CompuServe.com>

Then it was about two months later I came home from the Library at about 10:30 early for me and got the shock of my life. Unlocking the door and bounding in with the cheerful "Hi, I'm home" I saw it there not four feet ahead of where I stopped in my tracks. Hal was sitting on my desk chair and he had his hand around Eric's waist with Eric bare assed and naked and really right over his lap!

I mean like when I walked in that door Uncle Hal's right hand was high in the air right in the middle of bringing it down real hard on my poor roommate's bare bottom! WOW! I know I turned red, real embarrassed! I had interrupted Uncle Hal's spanking of Eric. Eric was getting a spanking in our room!!!!! Holly COW! A few candles were lit around the room, the drapes were pulled tightly, and Eric's red, bare ass was pointing toward our front door, right at me. I mean he had really been getting it good!

He was struggling frantically over Uncle Hal's lap, struggling to look around to see who'd walked in and caught him getting it bare. It wasn't easy for him 'cause Uncle Hal had him caught real tightly, but when he managed to see a bit, I could see how red and watery his face was as he tried to see who had entered. His eyes met mine and boy, did he ever look sorry. Right away he turned away and refused to look at me, probably because his eyes were real red and he knew I knew he'd been crying about his spanking.

"Ah, excuse me, ah, I didn't know. I can come back later, I'm sorry." I stammered. "I didn't mean to intrude."

I really wanted to get out of there. And, I started to back out quietly. I could feel my legs shaking. I was scared as Hell! I knew I shouldn't be there with Eric bare up over his Unkle's knees and getting a spanking and all, and I didn't know what he'd done or anything, but I couldn't move!

"Stand right there, Tim." Hal's voice was cold as ice but very commanding. I froze. "No need for you to leave. This is your room too. I'm just providing some long overdue discipline to Eric here. That's all. Take your jacket off and sit down here." He pointed to the floor.

And I did, I mean like it was like I had been commanded to sit down and I did and I really stared. I mean like it was my roommate's bare ass that was getting spanked, and Gee, was it red. And, I WAS THERE!

Uncle Hal must have noticed how scared I was cause he looked at me and smiled, "Don't you worry now, I'm not hurting your roomie all that much. I'm just teaching him to obey me better, that's all. Now you just sit there and watch me. He's got to learn, that's all."

Jeez! I knew I was going to faint. I couldn't move if my life had been threatened. I'd never been so surprised and really scared, but Uncle Hal smiled at me in that warm way that always seemed to say everything was going to be all right. Yet when Eric look around at me again now that I was sitting there on the floor, well, his face was so tear streaked and his eyes were so red that it's looked major to me.

Hal raised his hand up again when I was still and immediately started spanking Eric again. Each slap of his hand brought a jump and a frantic jerking, bucking movement from Eric as he tried to escape the pain Hal was inflicting. Eric's gasps became louder each time Hal slapped his bare ass. It was getting redder and redder each time Hal hit him hard. Hal had Eric gripped tightly enough that he was unable to escape but the slaps of Hal's hands were obviously hurting Eric given the way Eric was struggling and begging Hal to stop and all.

But Uncle Hal wasn't paying any attention to Eric's pleas. He just kept on spanking Eric harder and harder. I wonder what he'd done? Eric was crying softly now. I'd NEVER seen anything like it! He just kept crying and asking Hal to stop spanking him and all but Hal just kept on spanking him. His crying got louder and then his tears just came from everywhere and he jerked and cried and cried and cried. His bare ass was very very red and it looked very sore and hot. Eric cried as long as Hal spanked him from then on and when Hal stopped Eric still kept on crying, but something was different. When I looked at his face, Eric looked exhausted and horrible, but he seemed so so different and in some strange way very contended as his tears rolled down and he apologized for all he was worth.

Hal just let him and talked to him a bit, but Hal kept his big hand right there on Eric bare ass. Each time Hal moved his hand, Eric squirmed and sobbed as if he was sure Hal was going to start spanking him again, but he didn't.

At the end though, Hal was looking my way while Eric still sprawled out over his lap.

"You look hot and uncomfortable, Tim." Hal said to me as he paused, leaving Eric to cry over his lap.

"Ah, sorry, Sir, but it's just I didn't know. . ."

"Of course you knew. Eric told me he told you I spanked him when he screwed up." Hal spoke as if he were lecturing me now! I felt like a small child. Why had I said anything that stupid?

"Well, ah, yes, but I didn't mean it like you're, I mean I didn't expect. . ."

"Tim, of course, you did. Remember how you were the one to point out to me how thick the walls were in this place that time I was over?''

"But I didn't mean to suggest . . ."

"Shut up, Tim. You talk too much! Now stand up and take your jeans off!" Hal ordered.

I don't know why, but mesmerized, I did.

"Good boy, now lock the door and sit done here on the floor in front of me and watch quietly or you could be next. You've wanted to see this, so now you will."

As if mesmerized, I did exactly what Hal ordered. How did he know? I sat there in my underwear and feeling stupid and stared as Hal raised his hand and brought it down sharply and hard against Eric's exposed and already red, bare ass. Eric's body jerked all over when it landed and he started crying all over again. When Hal next raised that hand, the hand's mark was even more visible on Eric's ass. Again and again Hal's hand landed with a sound that reverberated throughout the room. Eric was a small boy now, spread out and vulnerable as his ass got spanked again. The boy struggled to escape, but the punishing hand kept landing and he was held tight. He jerked, he squirmed, but nothing seemed to help. Soon his jerking stopped and he just kept sobbing freely as Hal continued spanking him. If anything Hal only increased the speed and intensity of the punishment, making his point on the boy that the punishment would continue. And continue it did. The boy over that lap howled and cried, struggling, but unable to stop or control the punishment he was feeling. On and on it continued right before me.

Wow! It didn't seem like Eric getting this spanking. It seemed like a much younger boy!

Then as suddenly as it had begun, the hand rested on Eric's now very red ass and the man spoke, "Now stand up here, Tim" Hal spoke clearly.

I found myself standing slowly. I was vulnerable and scared to death. I had seen Eric's tears and heard his cries as he received his spanking in front of me. How much Eric hurt was unknown to me, but it had to be a lot! That much I knew for sure! He hung there sobbing as I stood and moved closer to Hal, just as Hal had told me to do.

"Ok," Hal said, when I was close enough that he could touch me even with Eric strung out and crying over his lap. "Hold still!"

I did, believe me, I did! My face turned scarlet with embarrassment as I realized Hal had reached up to my own underwear and was tugging at them, intent on pulling them down from my waist. I was paralyzed with fear as I felt the band slowly slipping down off my ass until the air told me he had stripped me, leaving my _c_o_c_k_ and balls and my ass bare with my shorts almost down around my knees. I was scared and panicked, but I couldn't move a muscle. His hands moved me sideways and I left him feeling my bare ass, checking me out. I did nothing. I said nothing. I was too afraid.

Then he told Eric to go stand in the corner and I was left alone, standing afraid, bare, and exposed in front of a man I was sure was going to spank me. Hal took my arm and gently guided my body across his lap, positioning my ass up and ready in exactly the same position I had witnessed for Eric. I struggled for my balance, not knowing what I was to do or how I was to react. I was in a fantasy, and couldn't believe this was happening. The first feel of my abdomen coming in touch across his heavy denim Levi's made me cringe with an almost electric sensation. Before I knew what was happening, I felt his big hand around my own _c_o_c_k_ and balls, guiding them to between his thighs. He was in charge now and playing me like he wanted. I struggled again to regain my balance. My toes strained to touch the floor as my hands reached forward to balance myself quickly. I was only able to do so by reaching out and grabbing on to Hal's ankles. Finally I was balanced and the sensation that I would tumble forward lessened as I realized my own bare ass was completely up and exposed across Hal's lap, exactly as Eric's had been just before me and before he was turned into a sobbing child being spanked.

I didn't have long to worry. Almost immediately Hal's hand landed a hard, very hard swat on my ass! I jumped. It hurt! But I felt his hand resting there, his fingers beginning to protrude. I jumped more at the shock rather than the real pain. I couldn't believe how excited and frightened I felt right at that moment with his hand resting there and holding my ass in a very sensual yet very threatening way that no one had ever dared to hold or to tough me before. In some way I felt right, very right, but I also felt scared, very scared. I knew from what I'd just watched that I was going to lose control and cry my eyes out over the lap of Uncle Hal, a stranger, not my own father who should be the one to spank me, but a complete stranger!

His fingers moved ever so slightly, but I panicked and tensed. Still he just held me like that. Eric had told me he did that to him as well, but being held that way I panicked even more and began to whimper over his lap. When Uncle Hal realized I was whimpering, his only response was to move his fingers a bit further in between my buns, his long finger now touching me intimately and I squeezed a bit. I knew I was in for it now, but I remained scared, no fearful, yet soon a feeling of trust and almost comfortable strangely came upon me.

My mind and emotions were racing ahead by the second. I lay there helpless. Hal's left hand was still firmly around my _c_o_c_k_ and balls between his legs so that if I tried to move much it would have been painful. I knew Uncle Hal was now controlling me and there was nothing I could do except accept his will. I was at his mercy and the mercy of that hand on my ass, comfortably resting on my bare ass, keeping it alive and tight with emotions. It was, in a sense, comforting there, almost like a feeling of reassurance. Each time he moved a finger, I tensed and clenched in anticipation of the slap I knew would follow the one he had already landed. I was close to tears, whimpering like a small child, scared to death, with his hand resting on my bare ass like that. I was so scared and so humiliated but this. I didn't know what was going on or what he was doing, but I knew I should lay very still and keep quiet. I tried, I tried.

This was worse, I was sure, than any actual spanking or even paddling that I might ultimately have to experience over Uncle Hal's lap. I understood that for sure know, although I didn't know why I felt that way. I had an Uncle Hal now and a brother, Eric, and we'd share things now like a real family. Why should I be so afraid over Uncle Hal's lap? I knew I wanted to feel a real spanking. . . no, needed to be spanked! Automatically I moved my ass over Hal's lap, feeling again his fingers pressuring the most intimate and personal part of my anatomy. What was he waiting for? He just held me like that as the tension increased. The emotions I was experiencing were unbearable! My whimpers turned to soft tears of embarrassment and anticipation, not of fear!

I don't know how long I was forced to stay still like that, with Hal's hand on my ass, but it seemed like forever. I stole glances at Eric who stood in the corner, his very red ass on display, but at one point I noticed he was looking over his shoulder, almost smirking, but seeming to smile in a way that assured me he understood. I was going to be proud to stand soon beside him, with my ass as red as his was now, both of us facing corners in our room, brothers who had both been spanked by Uncle Hal.

Whack!

It landed suddenly and unexpectedly and I automatically screamed, but the hand gripped me.

"Get up, Tim, and get into the corner beside Eric. I want to see both of your young asses on display beside each other."

I scurried and quickly obeyed, standing in the corner intently staring at the wall. I didn't know what would come next. My briefs hobbled me at my ankles, but I did nothing to remove them. Then I felt Uncle Hal pushing my legs a bit more apart, my _c_o_c_k_ and balls hung down in the cold of the air I could now sense around me. I was embarrassed in the extreme. A few moment later I realized that Uncle Hal had sat down in the arm chair, puffing on his pipe that was adding a fragrant aroma in our room, and looking at both of us on display in front of him.

Uncle Hal said absolutely nothing, but I knew what he was looking at. I just didn't know what he was thinking. Now and again I could tell from the aroma of his pipe that he was approaching us, and then I'd shiver in anticipation of what he might do, re-position one of our legs, force us to stand up straighter, pat one or the other of our bare ass cheeks, at times feeling our balls or _c_o_c_k_ or touching us even more intimately. At one point he slapped Eric's ass very hard and Eric cried out in pain. I was terrified!

"I expect you boys will be real good from now on," his deep voice suddenly rang out in the intensely quit atmosphere of the room. ". . . and I expect both of your grades will go up before the next visit from your Uncle Hal."

"Yes, Sir!" both Eric and I spoke out almost simultaneously. I sure knew I would for sure! Suddenly then the door slammed and he had left. It was 3 a. m.!

"_s_h_i_t_, man!" was all Eric said. Then he grabbed me and we were both hugging each other like complete idiots. Eric was crying. I had never felt so exhilarated, alive, aware, whatever.

But, I was also terrified of the fact that I now knew somehow there had to be, there would be, a next time! OK, like in the past I'll admit I used to think it would be interesting, maybe even fun, but that was the past! Now that I'd seen Eric get his spanking and watched and listened to his crying, I mean like no way Jose! The power this man exerted over me when he had even just pulled my underwear down and had me over his lap for a little bit. That's enough for me! How could he do something like that to me? I definitely did not want to tangle with Uncle Hal and I absolutely never ever wanted him to spank me.

Yet he had clearly mentioned "the next visit." I didn't want to be here there, but I couldn't believe me he'd ever try to touch me like he'd just spanked Eric. I couldn't sleep at night now. Something about him and yes, I was worried about when he's show up the next time.

I didn't have all that long to wait though. Exactly two long weeks later there was a sharp knock on the door and when I opened it, Uncle Hal was standing there! Without my saying a word, he walked in and locked the door behind him.

To be Continued. . ..


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