Derek Parker was tall, with jet dark hair, and flashing brown eyes. He had thich muscles in his arms and legs, and a thick midsection. Sam and Walt, both eleven, were being watched by Derek - Walt's uncle - for the weekend. As the three entered the house and went into the kitchen, Sam wondered about how brave he could be. Walt wondered who would go first.
Derek solved the problem by asking the other two to think up a number. Sam chose four, Walt seven. So, Walt would go first.
Off went the dirty tennis shoes, even though he didn't have to. After that, Walt looked at Derek for guidance. The stern uncle sat down on a sturdy oak chair and patted his lap. He looked solemn, maybe even angry. Walt had been feeling confident earlier, but now he was getting nervous. How far would Derek go? Walt wondered. How hard? As Sam watched, Derek unsnapped Walt's jeans and tugged them down to the knees of the blonde boy. Walt felt his stomach flutter, and he coughed, dry in the mouth. He wanted to be able to take this, especially in front of his best friend, Sam. With determination, Derek next slid down his nephew's cotton briefs. Sam noticed again the slight trace of golden pubic hair that Walt had. Quickly, the blonde boy was over Derek's knee, facing the floor, his jeans rolling down even farther.
"Ready?" Derek asked. Walt nodded.
Sam watched his best friend get spanked, and he tried to feel ready for his own punishment. Derek's hand rose and fell, rose and fell, sharply spanking Walt's naked butt. The blows landed pretty much on the center of the boy's bottom, turning it red. Walt squirmed around, gasping as the spanks got more painful and his butt got hotter. He turned his head to watch Sam watching him. He grinned, to show it was okay. But Walt quickly realized that Derek was spanking pretty hard - harder than Sam and Walt thought he would. Walt hoped that Sam would be okay.
Sam watched, the blows fell. Sam stared at Walt's naked bottom, at the sliding down jeans, at Walt's face. He knew that in a few minutes he'd be across Derek's lap, in the exact same spot Walt was in now. The thought gave Sam a funny feeling in his stomach, a feeling that was somehow pleasant. He was dreading the spanking, but also looking forward to it. He watched Walt squirm, watched Derek give out a few more spanks. And it was over. With relief, but not showing it, Walt got up.
"Can I keep my pants off?" Walt asked Derek. "Only for a minute, I just want to cool down the fire a little."
"Sure," Derek said.
Soon, Derek had slid down Sam's jeans. As nervous as Walt had been, Sam was twice that. His hands shook. He felt almost dizzy. Naked from the waist down, Walt watched as Derek pulled down Sam's underwear. Soon Sam, who was as dark as Derek, was across the man's lap, ready for a spanking. Once again, the hand rose up and shot down. From the start, the spanks were sharp, and Sam's butt began turning red. He squirmed, rubbing himself on Derek's lap, he clutched at the man's legs. Walt watched. He studied the bare bottom, the exposed legs. He saw Sam's jeans slide almost all the way off. Walt watched Sam get spanked. Sam kept his face pointed toward the floor, at first, but near the end he looked over at Walt, who still hadn't put his underwear on yet.
The curious, funny feeling kept rising in Sam's stomach. It started to feel really good, which helped ease the growing fire that was stinging his bottom. Sam found out that he enjoyed the sensation of rubbing against Derek's lap. Derek's left hand was on Sam's back, holding him down, and soon that started to feel good. Sam inhaled, smelling Derek's cologne. Sam's bottom really was hurting, and he wanted the pain to stop, but he still felt a little sad when Derek announced that the spanking was over.
"Well," Derek said, "I hope you boys will behave from now on. Otherwise, there'll have to be another bare bottom spanking before the weekend's over."
Walt silently resolved to be a better kid, even though he knew it was a lost cause. Sam realized he felt pretty good, sore bottom and all. He wasn't sure he could take another spanking - especially if Derek spanked any harder - but he still wondered if maybe there would be further punishment that weekend.