Chris called me on Monday to say he was making progress on the software. He was unclear of a few things and I cleared them up for him. No mention was made of last Friday's events, which made me think that I was wrong about him having wanted the spanking. His business-like manner on the phone indicated that he intended to make sure he didn't screw up again. "Too bad," I thought to myself. I really needed the software done by the end of the week, but a side of me was hoping he'd _f_u_c_k_ it up so that I had an excuse to spank his hot ass again! All I could think about the entire weekend was him creaming my Hanes briefs and me cumming in his boxers – twice! I didn't hear from Chris the rest of the week until Thursday night, when he called to say the program was finished, but asked if we could change the time on Friday from 10:00 in the morning to 5:00 in the afternoon. He explained that he had an opportunity to go to the beach with friends and he hadn't been to the beach all summer. I had no problem with that, as it would give me a chance to do some office work and maybe even see a client in the morning. "That's fine with me, Chris," I said, "but will that leave us enough time in case you need to make any last minute changes?" He assured me that the program was essentially finished and any changes, if necessary, would take at most ½ hour. So, we agreed to Friday, 5:00PM. Again, he made no mention of the prior weeks spanking.
I woke up early Friday, worked out, had breakfast, and finished all my office work by 10:00! I visited the client I wanted to see and was out of there by noon. I had 5 hours to kill and it was nice day, so I figured I'd go down to the beach and hang out a bit. I went home to change and get my beach stuff. I couldn't find a bathing suit I liked, so I just put on a white 2Xist thong and pair of soccer shorts. I probably wasn't going to swim anyway. I grabbed a towel, some sunscreen and my portable cd player and headed out. The beach was relatively un-crowded, so I had my pick of spots. I put the headphones on and sprawled out on my towel. After an hour or so, it got real hot, so I decided to take a swim. Good thing the beach was fairly empty, because when I came out of the water, my thin soccer shorts, being wet, left nothing to the imagination! The outline of my _c_o_c_k_ (and I'm sure my ass in the rear) could be seen through the sheer, wet fabric! I dried off, put the headphones back on, and lied down on my towel. I must have nodded off, because when I awoke and looked at my watch, I noticed it was 4:30! "_s_h_i_t_," I said out loud, "I'm gonna be late!" I gathered my stuff, raced back to my car and headed out. I sped like a demon out to Chris' house and since the traffic gods were on my side, I made it to his house only 5 minutes late!
I cleaned all the sand off my shoes, combed my hair and rang the doorbell. No answer. I rang again, remembering last week, but still no answer. I noticed that no cars were in the driveway, so I went back to my car, turned on the stereo and figured I'd wait to see if Chris showed up; after all, he was going to the beach, so maybe he was running a bit late. It was soon 5:45 and I had been waiting about 40 minutes. Just for the hell of it, I called Chris' house on the cell phone, but I got the machine. So, I wrote out a little note and stuck it to the door. I was going to drive home, but figured since I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast that I'd grab something to eat first. I remembered a pub I used to go to was not too far away, so I went there and figured I'd grab a beer and a bar pizza. I stayed at the pub about an hour, bull_s_h_i_t_ting with the bartender and then figured I'd give Chris a call to see if he was home yet (it was now 7:15). The phone rang about 4 times and I was about to hang up, when a groggy voice answered and said, "uh, hello?" "Chris, this is Eric," I said, "I was at your house at 5:00 – where were you?" "What time is it now," he asked? I told him it was 7:15 and he said, "oh _f_u_c_k_, I can't believe I did that – I'm really sorry!" Chris said that he was home since 4:00 but must have fallen asleep. I asked where his car was and he said it was in the garage. He asked where I was and when I told him, he asked if I could come back, since it was only 10 minutes away. I knew I would go back, since I really needed the software and didn't want to make another trip, but I hemmed and hawed and made it seem like I was tired and it was inconvenient. "I know I _f_u_c_k_ed up again, Eric," he said, "but I'll make it up to you – I promise!" Finally, I agreed and then added, "I guess you didn't learn from last time; I should tan that little ass of yours again!" Chris didn't say anything other than "see you when you get here."
I finished up my beer, said goodbye to the bartender and drove back to Chris' house. His comment about "making it up to me" intrigued me and caused my thong-covered _c_o_c_k_ to swell. I arrived at Chris' house and rang the doorbell. No answer. I rang again and still no answer! Now I was getting pissed....what the _f_u_c_k_ was going on? Just as I was about to ring the bell a third time, I heard Chris yell from behind the door that he was coming. The door opened and there was Chris, dripping wet, with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist! "I'm sorry," he said, "I wanted to take a quick shower; you got here sooner than I expected!" "No problem," I said, "go dry off and get dressed; I'll wait here." "No, come on up," he replied, "I need to show you some things on the program anyway." Chris told me to grab a soda and went into the bathroom to finish drying off. I grabbed a club soda and sat on his couch. Chris walked out of the bathroom wearing my white Hanes briefs! The rest of his body was beet red – he had quite a sunburn! I commented on his burn and he said, "yeah, I guess I should have used more sunscreen; that's why I fell asleep and needed to shower. I feel like I'm on fire!" Jokingly, I said, "and for making me wait so long, I should make your white ass match the rest of you!" "I know I deserve it," he said, "but man, I'm already on fire – I don't think I could take an ass-beating on top of this!" Jokingly, but with no real intent to do it, I replied, "oh, don't worry, I'll just spank you enough to turn pink!" With a sly grin on his face he said, "yeah, right!" My _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard from seeing Chris standing there in my white briefs! Before I could even ask, Chris said, "I love these briefs of yours – I may have to get a pack!" "So I can see," I chuckled, as I observed the bulge of his _c_o_c_k_ in them! Chris looked down at his bulging package and just smiled. I was dying to just throw him across my knee, but we had work to do. Still, I just couldn't resist, so I came up behind him, gave him a playful wedgie and lightly smacked each exposed cheek with my hand. "What was that for," Chris asked? "Just a reminder," I replied, "now, let's see what you've done."
Chris adjusted his briefs, walked over to the computer and turned it on. "Aren't you going to put some clothes on," I asked, "your parents will probably be home soon and this will look weird?" "My sunburn hurts too much for clothes right now," he replied, "and besides, they're away for the weekend!" "How coincidental," I thought to myself. I was certain that Chris had planned for me to be here when nobody else would be around! I sat down next to Chris, and tried to keep my mind on the computer rather than the bulging _c_o_c_k_ in my Hanes briefs that Chris was wearing! Chris went over the changes he had made. The program looked good, but some things still needed to be tweaked. Chris said that it wouldn't take long and I could wait, rather than having to come back again. "How long do you think you'll need," I asked? He replied that it should only take him about ½ hour to make all the changes. "Ok," I said, "but no longer because I really need to get home and shower." "You can shower while I make the changes," he replied, "we're about the same size, so you can borrow another pair of my boxers and a pair of shorts and t-shirt." I wasn't sure I liked the idea, but I really did need a shower and was getting uncomfortable in the wet thong, so I agreed. Chris gave me a towel and said he get a change of clothes for me from the laundry room and leave them in the bathroom for me. I took the towel, went into the bathroom and ran the shower. I had my shirt and shorts off and was just standing in my 2Xist thong when the door opened. Chris started to say something and just froze in his tracks; I knew he was staring at the bulge in my 2Xist thong! Chris finally asked what colors I preferred and I replied that it didn't matter.
I hopped into the shower and let the hot, steamy water fall on me. I soaped myself up and washed all the sand off myself. I soaped up my _c_o_c_k_ and balls and began fantasizing about the stud outside in just my Hanes briefs! My _c_o_c_k_ grew to its full 7 inches and I though about jerking off, but decided against it – after all, it wasn't my house and Chris could walk in at any moment! I rinsed off, turned off the shower and dried off. I looked for the change of clothes but all I could find was a pair of green-checkered Abercrombie & Fitch boxers sitting on the counter. I figured Chris was having fun making me come out in just his boxers, so I put the boxers on and walked out. (It didn't even dawn on me then that my clothes were missing from the bathroom!) Before I could even utter a word, Chris said, "so, what do you think?" My jaw dropped as I saw Chris, standing in the middle of his bedroom wearing nothing but my 2Xist thong!! "What are you doing in my thong," I asked incredulously? "How does it look," he asked? "It looks great," I said, "but what are you doing with it on?" Chris explained that he had never worn a thong before. He saw it on the floor of the bathroom while I was showering and said that he wanted to try it on and see how it looked and felt. "It looks good on you," I said, "but you should have asked first!" I was trying to conceal my excitement at the incredible view of this stud in nothing but my thong! His _c_o_c_k_ filled out the pouch very well and his tight ass was nicely framed by the Y-back of the thong.
"Ok Chris," I said, "now that the fashion show is over, show me the changes you made while I was showering." Chris hemmed and hawed and finally admitted that he hadn't started making the changes yet! I was starting to get pissed; it was now past 8:00, Chris had me waiting for 2 hours and now I'd have to wait some more. Chris didn't strike me as being stupid or inconsiderate, so the only thing I could think of was that Chris was "begging" for another spanking! I was going to have pity on him because of his sunburn, but now I was really in the mood to spank the _s_h_i_t_ out of his cute little ass! "Ok Chris," I said rather harshly, "you've been asking for this all night; I'm going to spank your white little ass until it matches the rest of you!" I spotted a ping-pong paddle on his dresser and made a mental note of it.
Chris protested, but soon realized that I was pissed. He asked for one more chance, but I told him he had enough chances. It was another spanking or I was calling the placement office! "No, don't call them," Chris implored, "I'll take the spanking!" He then took off the thong and started putting on my white Hanes briefs. "No," I insisted, "this time it's bare!" "NO," Chris pleaded, "don't spank me bare-assed; let me have some dignity!" "Not that you deserve it right now," I said, but, ok, since you seem to like my thong so much, you can wear that!" "But that's practically like getting spanked bare," he complained. I told him that he got himself into this predicament and those were his two choices: bare-assed, or with my thong on! He reluctantly agreed to the thong, which he put back on. I couldn't help but notice that his _c_o_c_k_ had swollen considerably! I beckoned Chris to lay on the edge of his bed, with his butt sticking out. He protested at first and promised he wouldn't screw around anymore, but I would have none of it. "You've been one royal pain in my ass since we've met," I said playfully, "now I'm going to be a pain in yours!" "Why over the bed this time," he asked? "Because I want better leverage this time," I replied, which was only a half-truth. Wearing just Chris' boxers, I didn't want to risk cumming in them again and having him notice!
I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and put it under Chris' _c_o_c_k_ and abdomen. "What's this for," Chris asked? "Just in case things get 'messy' again," I replied. Chris caught the reference and replied, "that won't happen this time; I jerked off this morning." "We'll see," was all I replied. Chris layed on the edge of the bed, his face buried in his mattress and his cute little thong-framed ass sticking out. When Chris was all adjusted, I placed my left hand on the small of his back and ripped into his ass with my other hand with a loud CRACK! Chris mumbled something, but I didn't give him much chance and followed up with several more hard spanks. SMACK....SMACK....SMACK.....SMACK!! Chris squirmed on the bed, but I held him down firmly. Soon I was in a rhythm, alternating between cheeks....SPANK..SPANK....SPANK. I gave him about 40 hand spanks, until my hand was sore and his ass cheeks were blazing red! Chris was now obviously getting uncomfortable and was squirming more and more. He begged me to stop, but I told him it wasn't over yet. I told him he could rest for a minute. He relished the break, but soon realized what was about to happen as I went to his dresser and grabbed the ping-pong paddle! "NO," he screamed as he jumped off the bed, "not the paddle; my ass is on fire already!" I told him to lay back down. He refused at first, but finally relented. "Please Eric," he pleaded, "I can't take much more – go easy with the paddle, ok?" I ignored the plea and pushed him down over the edge of the bed again! I spread his legs wide so I could have access to the insides of the cheeks. I asked if he was ready, and after he said "yes" I brought the paddle down firmly on his ass right in the center! CRACK! He arched upward and screamed! I 'rewarded' him with 4 quick blows of the paddle on each cheek. SPANK....SPANK....SPANK....SPANK ....SPANK....SPANK....SPANK....SPANK! Chris was bucking like a bronco now and practically had tears in his eyes! "Please Eric," he pleaded, "I can't take any more! I'm really sorry!" I told him he had about another 20 coming. He was practically in tears now and pleaded, "can you at least just use your hand then, instead of the paddle?" I pondered the question and said, "ok, but you'll have to take the thong off!" I at least wanted him to suffer the embarrassment of being completely naked. And, as much as I was "afraid" to take the chance, I told him we'd finish up the spanking across my knee!
Chris stood up, obviously in pain, and slid the thongs off gingerly! He looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and said, "man, Eric, my ass is on fire; it hurts even more than the sunburn!" I told him to lay across my knee and it would be over soon. And then, to reassure him, I added, "don't worry, I'll go easy on the last 20!" Chris positioned himself across my lap and made no attempt to conceal his rock-hard _c_o_c_k_. I observed it as soon as he took the thong off and realized that despite the pain, Chris was enjoying the spanking! I placed one hand on Chris back and lightly rubbed his beet-red ass cheeks with the other. Every now and then I ran my finger on the inside of his cheeks and along the crack. "Oooh, that feels nice," Chris purred. "I'm sure it does," I said, but don't get too used to it; we'll be starting again real soon!" Just the same, I was enjoying having his naked body draped across me, and my 7" _c_o_c_k_ was very appreciative, as it strained against the boxers. I lightly massaged his ass for a few more minutes, making periodic forays into the crack and occasionally brushing against his balls and the sensitive area where the balls meet the ass. Chris squirmed a bit, but this time I knew it was from pure pleasure. Then, without warning him, I resumed the hand spanks. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! Chris grimaced after each one. The spanks weren't overly hard, but all the prior paddling made his ass very sensitive! I reduced the force, but increased the speed....SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.... alternating cheeks. I could feel Chris' _c_o_c_k_ pressing into my leg and my own _c_o_c_k_ was pressing against the boxers and into his groin! With each spank Chris wriggled on my lap. I kept spanking. SMACK....SMACK....SMACK....and now Chris was gyrating on my lap! He was definitely enjoying this portion! The problem was, all the gyrating had my _c_o_c_k_ on edge and I was about to explode in Chris' boxers again! I didn't want Chris to know, so I figured that if I was going to cum, I'd have to make sure he came at the same time so that it would look like his cum all over his boxers! I spread Chris' legs as far as they would go and balanced him on my lap. Then, with my left hand spanking his hot ass, I started massaging his butt hole with a finger on my right hand! Chris just purred and continued humping my lap! I then got bolder and started working my finger into his ass. I had my finger in half-way and I thought Chris would protest, but he didn't, so I worked it in all the way and began finger-_f_u_c_k_ing his ass with one hand and spanking him with the other! "_d_a_m_n_, that feels great," Chris gasped, as his body arched up and down on my lap! I kept up the spanking and finger-_f_u_c_k_ing until finally Chris yelled, "_f_u_c_k_ Eric, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up!" I didn't say anything and just kept doing what I was doing. After 6 or so more spanks, Chris' body arched high and then collapsed on my lap as he yelled, "_f_u_c_k_, that was awesome!" "It sure was," I thought to myself, because just as he said that I exploded into his boxers with a load that I'm sure rivaled what he just shot!
I reached under Eric's softening _c_o_c_k_, scooped up some of his cum from my (or should I say, his) boxers and massaged it into his blistered ass. "Yeah man," he sighed, "that feels nice and cool!" I let him lay across my lap for a few minutes and lightly caressed his burning ass. Then, I told him to get up because we had to talk about the program. He got up and faced me with a look of pain and pleasure on his face. Cum was still dripping from his _c_o_c_k_ and beading up on his pubic hairs. The front of my boxers were drenched, inside and out! Chris looked at me and said, "I guess you'll need another pair of boxers!" "I guess so," I replied, hoping he had no idea that they were wet inside too! Chris flipped me another pair of boxers from his drawer and went to the bathroom to clean up. I quickly changed out of the drenched boxers I had on and into the fresh pair. I put on my shirt, but didn't put the swim trunks back on since they were still damp and sandy.
Chris came out of the bathroom and went right to his computer. "Ok," he said, "let me show you the changes." "I thought you didn't start them yet," I asked, rather surprised? "I was just busting your balls before," he snickered, "I finished the changes while you were in the shower!" I couldn't help but laugh because it was funny and somewhat endearing how he needled me, and in this case, played me like a fiddle! "But, the joke was on you", I replied, "your ass now matches the rest of you!" "Why didn't you just end the joke when I started to spank you," I asked? Chris, tried to evade the question and then finally admitted that the wanted me to spank him! He said that the spanking the week before really turned him on and he wanted to make sure I would spank him again today! "You went to a lot of trouble to get me to beat your ass," I said, "_s_h_i_t_, all you had to do was ask," I chuckled with a big smile on my face! Chris just smiled and added, "it was great, but I didn't count on the ping-pong paddle – I'll have to hide that next time!" I couldn't believe what I just heard – he's actually hoping for a next time! My _c_o_c_k_ started to swell again just hearing that! Then I said, "yeah, now I'm sorry about the paddle, seeing that you actually finished the project!" "Don't sweat," he said, "after all, I sort of asked for it!"
Chris lent me a pair of shorts and t-shirt and I told him I'd drop them off one day next week when I was in the area! He there was no rush and that he'd wash my briefs and thong and return them when I dropped by. I told him to keep them as a remembrance of his mischievousness! I took the software and gave him the check I brought for the balance of the money I owed him. He thanked me and said to keep him in mind for future projects. I told him that I would and added, "but you know what will happen if you screw up, right?" He grinned slyly and said, "yeah, I know, but maybe you'll screw up some time and I'll get to spank your ass!" I chuckled and said, "don't count on it!" He showed me to the door, we shook hands and I got in my car and drove off. I couldn't help but think about his last comment ..... hoping that I would screw up so he could spank me. "_d_a_m_n_," I though, it would be embarrassing, but I could almost get into it! My _c_o_c_k_ obviously thought so, as it rose to full attention again! It looked like it was going to be a long ride home I knew that I was about to cream yet another pair of Chris' boxers!
To be continued....