Gay Erotic Stories

My name is Jack Ofman, a 38 year old working on my PhD in Psychology at a University in New Orleans. For years I have been interested in the art of spanking. Maybe it is because I was seldom spanked as a child and felt the need to be disciplined. I found a chat room on the net that was devoted to spankings. One person directed me to the BAS Club, Bare Ass Spanking Club. You can not imagine how excited I was to find that web address. I sent in my request for membership and they sent me a list of all the members in my area, two men. That was all, two, but was it ever enough.

The first man that I contacted via e-mail was Tom, a construction worker. I got his phone number and gave him a call one night. His beautiful deep voice gave me chill bumps as I introduced myself to him. "Tom, this is Jack, a new member of the BAS Club. I am 38 years old, 5'9" tall, 190lbs, goatee, with a body full of hair. My ass needs to be spanked by someone soon."

"I am the one to break you in. Meet me at the Copper Top bar at 6:00 Thursday night and we will discuss the arrangements." Tom said then hung up.

My body was shaking with excitement to know that my fantasy was about to come true. Yes, there was some fear deep down inside as I pondered the meeting of a stranger and turning myself over to him for a spanking. What more would there be? Would I come through the ordeal alive and attend class on Friday?

Thursday came and I was dressed in my typical black wranglers with a cowboy hat. I was easy to spot in that outfit. I arrived at the Copper Top and sat at the bar for about 30 min. I knew that I was being watched, but which one was Tom. I did not care as every man in the room was a dream.

Then from behind me I heard his voice and I froze. Yes, he is here and I will do anything he wants me to do. Tom sat next to me and we made eye contact. Within seconds I was his. He looked like Tom Selick from Magnum PI. "Follow me" is all he said. We got in his car and drove a few blocks into the French quarter and parked in a lot.

The building was a hole in the wall type of place. The name of The Club was on the door with peel and stick letters. We entered and paid the fees for rental of a room and locker and membership. Then the night began to darken. His attitude changed as we went upstairs. I undressed at the lockers and he went to a room that I did not know where it was. After searching the second and third floors I found him on the bed in a video room with the door slightly open. He only had a black jock strap on and nothing else. I entered and closed the door.

"You are late," he said.

"Yes sir, I know," was my response.

"You will be given 10 licks for every fucking minute that you have made me wait; a total of 60 whacks. Now on your knees and bend over the bed you scum bucket!" Tom ordered.

I bent over the bed and braced myself for what was to come. He made me count the licks out loud so that he would not lose his place. I also had to say thank you sir may I please have another.

If you have ever been to the bath house, you know that the rooms do not have walls that go all the way to the ceiling. I was aware that everyone outside the room on the third floor could hear what was going on inside. I was proud of myself.

Tom kept spanking my tight white ass and saying things like, "Is it stinging now? Are you ready to give up? You think you can take more? You are not worth the effort. Take it like a man you pussy boy." He knew how to work me into a frenzy. I was getting a hard on like never before. By the end of the sixty licks I was ready to burst. I was crying and my butt was raw, but I was in a state of bliss. I have never been treated like this before. A man had taken complete control of my spirit and soul. He had taken the lesson of discipline to the next level.

I stood up at his request and turned around. My dick was leaking pre-cum juice and I was told that my arousal was not allowed at this time. If I did not get it under control that I would be spanked again. Well, you know that did not work. "Please," I begged. "Let me shot my load, Sir."

"Boy, I cum first" he barked. "Work on this meat while your ass cools off"

Now for the first time all night he took off the black jock strap and let his cock free. WOW a beautiful 8 inch cut and thick very suckable dick. I started without any additional instruction. Before long he was ready to cum and pulled out. Pushing me back onto the bed, he shot his load on my hairy chest. "Now, you can pop your cork," he told me as if to order me.

I stroked my shaft twice and off it went like a rocket. I have never in my life had an ejaculation like that. "Don't you think about wiping that mess us just yet, boy. I have plans for you tonight."

I thought, “What more could there be?”

He bent down and kissed me with a deep long passionate kiss. Then he took out some lotion from his bag and began to rub it into my burning bottom. "I like to take care of my boys," he said with a smile.

Then without warning, it was my turn to spank him--an unexpected turn of events. I had not even given thought to the fact that I would get to spank him. What a wild turn on for me. I think I did a good job. He was grinning when I was finished.

Standing up he opened the door and it looked as if fifty men were standing near the entrance to the room and they all ran in different directions. Tom wanted to give me the tour of The Club. He instructed me to leave my towel and follow him one step behind.

We walked slowly down the hall to the stairs and up to the 4th floor where the play room is. Then back down the stairs at the other end of the room to the glory hole section and down another set of stairs to the video room. Finally to the shower and steam room.

We took a romantic shower together, washing each others back and butt and cock. There were several men watching us, knowing what had just taken place upstairs. I think that we made a notable impression on them that they will never forget. I know that I will never forget that night as long as I live.

I have been back to The Club several times and have gotten a 6 month membership at times, but that scene will never be repeated. The first time is always the best.

e-mail me at: jacksong@yahoo.com