Jules' Letter to Cal: Follow Up From Darren


by Cal <cal22722z@yahoo.com>

Dear Cal,

Jules letter sounds GREAT! Any chance for a summer internship with you around your place or maybe even with someone you know near me who is for real? I dont know where you are but Im in college in Mass, good grades with Art History Major, all the good stuff, preppy type with glasses and 22, 59, 133 pounds, blond, hairless, used to be a gymnast in hi. sch. and would love a summer away with a man (or a man here if you live around here).

My dream beyond my every hope is to one day find a man in a suit and ties whos distinguished and all but who really wants a boy who could use more motivation and who would like a boy like me for real. Someday Id like to have an awesome dinner at one of those fancy places out with a guy who would take the time to get to know me and then take me back to his place and turn me over his knee for a lesson that would start out over my slacks and end up with my ass bare and me bawling my eyes out. Preferably not just one date to start with either but someone whos interested in long-term potential. I know what I want in my life and Im not ashamed of it either. I want a man whos really committed to my discipline and who will make me take his hand on my ass a lot. I dont care about his age. It is his attitude that I want and knowing he wants to smack my ass and will anytime is what makes it for me. I want a man who will force me over his knees and let me have it. The real thing!

Anyway, my story of how I got into this is maybe different and Ill share. I was looking for lawn jobs when I was in high school and I finally found one on a big place with lots of bushes that had a huge lawn and long drive on the outside of town. It was an old place with an excentric man who lived there. It was a lot of work too! The guy6 cut me a deal but then after I worked there for a month or so he told me hed double my pay if I let him spank me. I thought about it. He was unusual. People said he just played the stockmarket but he wore a real old brown tweed sports jacket and a funny cap with his pipe everywhere. I knew he was gay but I knew I was too and the idea of being spanked really turned me on, so I told him OK and we shook hands on it. He told me I had to come tell him when I deserved a spanking and I would have to get spanked any way he wanted and maybe Id cry. For me that was all OK and anyway I wanted the cash too, but to go to him and ask for it? I didnt know about that. I worked in the yard that week cutting the grass and thinking. I wasnt so sure it was such a good idea cause I didnt know him much or anything but I could tell he wanted to spank me the way he looked at me when I worked and I had already been thinking about it and what it would be like and all so why not let him? I had never been spanked but I wanted to experience it all. When I was done cutting the grass one day, I got brave and asked him if I could take a shower and clean up at his place. He said yes and inside he asked me if I had been thinking about what wed talked about and I said yes. He told me he thought I definitely needed a spanking and I should go shower and come back to him with just a towel wrapped around me. And he started asking me questions and all and I told him the truth and he came up and hugged me and started swatting my ass lightly and I just melted. He didnt wait for even my shower. He took down my cutoffs and boxers and gave me my first spanking. It was over his kn! ees. He just used his hand on my bare ass. It was sooooo hot but it hurt too. I did not cry but I wanted to.

Back to me I grew up wishing I had a dad who would spank me but I did not have one. Back then I did not know about MMSA Stories but he showed me and he made me make a paddle myself. That was soooo hot because I knew he was going to make me take it when I was finished. When he paddled me that first night I finally cried. It was awesome. I have never felt such a carthersis however your spell that or release or whatever. He told me he was going to do it so when I worked on his yard that time I had lots of time to think about it. When I got finished and went in his place he had that paddle in the kitchen waiting. I had to get over his knees and he hit me with it but at first just on my Levis. That stung, but when he took my Levis down and paddled me on my bare ass, it really hurt, but he would not stop and then it just happened and I bawled my eyes out finally. He hung that paddle in his hall for me. Anyway that started it. It became like an addiction maybe. I got hooked for sure. He has spanked me a lot since then maybe couple of times a month and when I was still in high school and college here on weekends. I do not ask. He tells me I am going to get spanked and I get it. I hate it but I love it if you know what I mean. The worst is still with that paddle I made. And I want it 24 7. I want to live it.

My other dream now is to spend the night with someone like him. I want to experience being spanked in the morning. I know it might sound weird but to wake up in someones arms and and to have him immediately spank me is what I hope for. So I am older now.

How about it? Any chance for the summer and hopefully more? Give me a chance? Or, a referral, please.

Darren (photo attached)


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