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Master Peter and The Butler
by Bubblebuttluvr
It made Geoffrey mad to think of just how spoiled Peter was, or rather Master Peter as he was forced to call the spoiled eighteen-year-old brat. Peter didn't care about an education but his father told Peter that if he opted not to go to college he would have to get a job and there was no way Peter was going to do that so he signed up as a communications major. But he only went to classes when felt like it and today he did not feel like going. Therefore Geoffrey was unable to sneak into the youth's room and replace the money he had taken. It was the first time that Geoffrey had ever taken money from anyone in the house in all the fourteen years that he had worked for the Sullivan family and he felt horrible that he had done it now, but he had no choice. His father had needed a prescription filled. He had neglected to tell Geoffrey that he was on his last pill and it was vital that the prescription be filled right away. Geoffrey's father's memory was not what it once was so Geoffrey at age thirty-four was forced to take on the added role of caretaker. Normally Geoffrey would have just asked Mr. Sullivan for an advance and he would have given it without any argument but Mr. & Mrs. Sullivan were on a cruise and he had no way to get in touch with them right away. He had considered asking Master Peter for the money but decided against it. How he hated having to call the boy Master Peter but out of respect and tradition this is what was done. The domestic referred to the young men of the house as Master. However, Geoffrey knew that when he referred to the young man as Master Peter it gave the youth great delight. He knew that the boy hated him and saw him more as his possession than a person so when he referred to Peter as Master it made the spoiled youth feel as though his "boy" was being kept in line and that thought turned Geoffrey's stomach. Ever since he was a small boy Peter seemed to take great delight in making Geoffrey's life miserable. Even as a five year old when Geoffrey would wax the floors Peter would come in just as he finished and track mud all over the floors causing Geoffrey the have to do the whole chore over again. He'd then look at Geoffrey with a sarcastic smile and say, "Soooooorrrryy, Geoffrey". Through out the years Peter took every chance he got to make the poor man's life a nightmare so Geoffrey knew if he'd asked to borrow the cash Peter would delight in the fact that the poor black butler had to come to his white Master Peter for the money. And even after he was forced to beg, Peter still wouldn't give him the money. So, even though he knew it was wrong Geoffrey took the money from Peter's dresser while he was out and had intended to replace it today when he got his pay and Peter was in classes. Since Peter cut classes Geoffrey never got the chance but when Peter announced that he would be skipping dinner and going out with friends he knew he had to replace the cash right away. If Peter found the money missing he would surely blame Geoffrey. Peter blamed him for everything using him as a scape-goat based on his skin color. And Geoffrey couldn't be out of work so he had no choice but to sneak in while Peter showered. The butler stood in front of the dresser and pulled the top drawer open slowly with his left hand. In his right he held a fifty-dollar bill to replace the one he had taken. All of a sudden the bathroom door opened and light came pouring into the room--in walked Peter wrapped in a small blue towel that came mid-way down his thighs. His blond hair was tousled but not wet. Apparently Geoffrey had not waited long enough and Peter had not yet gotten into the shower. Peter glared at Geoffrey as he flipped on the light. They were quite a contrast in appearance. Peter stood 6'4" his skin was a smooth creamy white and his build was muscular with broad shoulders and a sculpted chest that tapered into a 32 inch waist. With a six pack of abs. His thighs were thick and meaty as was his ass. His arms were strong and manly even at the age of eighteen. And most of his big muscular frame was on display as he stood there on his small towel. Geoffrey one the other hand stood only 5'8" and had a dark Chocolate brown complexion. His frame was much more slight than Peter's, not scrawny but lean and defined. He had a small 30-inch waist that ballooned out in the back to form a massive well-rounded ass. Truth be told his ass was not in proportion with the rest of his body, it was way too large. It stuck so far out in back the tails on his butler's uniform split open in the back allowing his round buttocks to peak out the middle. Although Geoffrey stood there completely dressed and sixteen years older than Peter, who was practically naked, he felt like a naughty child about to be reprimanded. "What the fuck are you doing, Geoffrey?" Peter demanded to know. "Aaahhh...Nothing Peter...Uh I mean Master Peter. I was just...Well..." "It looks like you were stealing from me, Geoffrey. I know that your people are dishonest but I thought that after all these years we could trust you." Geoffrey gulped back the reply that he wanted to give, "Which was go fuck yourself you racist ass hole!" and instead proceeded to present his case. "I'm sorry Master Peter. I needed the money to fill a prescription for my father and I borrowed it. I was returning it is all. I am very sorry. I know I was wrong and it will never happen again." "I know it won't Geoffrey because when my parents get back and I tell them what you have done my father will fire you." "No! Master Peter please!" urged Geoffrey. "Or maybe I should call the police and tell them that I caught the help stealing," taunted Peter. "No, don't do that. I'm sorry. Please forgive me!" Geoffrey begged his big lower lip quivering as he did so. Peter put his hands on his waist and walked across the room. He was inches from the butler's face as he looked down into his dark brown eyes. Geoffrey gulped as Peter's intimidation tactics took effect. Peter walked around Geoffrey and looked him up and down like he was a piece of meat. He took special notice of the way the older man's backside pushed out against the tails of his uniform. "You've got a big ass, Geoffrey. Do you know that?" snarled Peter. Confused Geoffrey replied, "Yes, Master Peter. I know that." "No, I mean it's enormous," taunted Peter. "Way too big for the rest of your body. It's ridiculously large. Many of you people have those fat asses don't they, Geoffrey?" Once again the butler resisted the urge to tell off this spoiled teen and simply said, "Yes, I suppose that is so. I have always had a rather large behind. No matter what I do I can't get rid of it." Once again Peter Sullivan was staring directly into Geoffrey's eyes when he said, " I think I know of a way that you can make up for what you have done and then we can keep this incident between us." Glad that Peter had once again changed the subject from the size of his ass and he was going to let go of the issue of the money Geoffrey jumped at his words, "Yes, whatever you say Master Peter." Peter rubbed his large meaty hands together as he said, "Well taking money from me was wrong and my father taught me that when you've done wrong you must be punished. Do you remember how I was punished when I was a child?" At that point Geoffrey's spirits feel. He saw that Peter was not going to let the issue of the money go that easily and even worse he now understood why Peter had changed the subject to the size of his ass. The next words Peter spoke confirmed this. "I think that you need your fat ass spanked Geoffrey, so that you will learn that what you have done is wrong." "Peter, no please!" "Excuse me. What did you call me?" sneered Peter. "'I'm sorry. Master Peter. I was just shocked please can't we work this out another way." Though even as he spoke these words Geoffrey knew that Peter would never let him off the hook now. Peter took too much delight in humiliating the poor man and this was the ultimate humiliation. "I could call the police," replied Peter as he sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for Geoffrey to stand before him. As Peter sat his hairy nuts and his dick popped out and was clearly visible to the other man. The butler was shocked at how small Peter’s cock was when the rest of him was so big. Geoffrey knew he had no choice. He made his way slowly to the bed and stood before Peter hanging his head in shame. Peter reached up and placed his hands on the older black mans waist and went to unbutton his uniform pants. Geoffrey gasped, "Wait! What are you doing?" Disgusted Peter answered, "I'm lowering your pants. You can't be spanked with them on." "Please if we have to do this can't you at least let me have some pride? Please don't do humiliate me further. Show some sympathy" "I thought I was be not calling the police," replied Peter. "Now you can let me take down your pants and spank you or I can call the police. Your choice--decide." Humbled and humiliated Geoffrey whispered, "Please, spank me."
"What?" Peter leaned in cranking his neck pretending that he couldn't hear the reply. Geoffrey repeated louder, "Spank me. Take down my pants and spank me." He had no pride left at this point. Peter laughed as he reached up and undid the butler's pants and pushed them down to his knees. Then Peter's eyes almost popped out of his head as he saw the massive bulge in Geoffrey's skimpy red silk underwear. Peter was shocked to see just how big a package the older man had. He had always heard that black men were well hung but never would have guessed that Geoffrey was so blessed. And for a brief moment he almost had a new respect for Geoffrey but that was short lived as he laughed again--this time at Geoffrey's choice of underwear. "Nice underwear--very skimpy and silky. Do they make you feel like a pretty woman?" teased Peter. Humiliated Geoffrey replied, "No, Master Peter. I just like the way they feel."
Again the sadistic teen laughed, "Whatever you say. Now step out of those pants and get over my knee." Giving a hard mean look Geoffrey bend at the waist and began to step out of his pants. As he did Peter caught the butler's reflection in the mirror on the other side of the room. As the Geoffrey bent over the tails of his uniform jacket split wide open exposing a full round bare black ass. Peter took note of this as Geoffrey stood back up asking, "Just what the fuck are you wearing? Turn around." The black man blushed as he did as instructed. His ass was so large the even standing upright his ass pushed the slit down the middle of his jacket wide open and showed part of his flesh mounds. "Lift the back of you jacket and shirt", ordered Peter. Without a word Geoffrey did as instructed. He lifted the shirt and jacket high enough to show the Sullivan boy that he was wearing a red silk thong and that is why his ass was exposed. His meaty cheeks swallowed the string of his thong and seemed to be munching on his skimpy choice of under garment. Peter fell back on the bed, his towel rising up exposing his small penis and roared with laughter, "A thong! Oh, Geoffrey that's hysterical. I would never have guessed. Now get that fat black ass over here and get over my knee." Geoffrey lowered his shirt and jacket and made his way over to where Peter sat on the bed. He then draped himself over the eighteen year olds lap adjusting his package so that is it was between the youths legs still encased in his thong. The black man looked and felt ridiculous wearing wing tips, black nylon socks and sock garters with a red bright red thong and the remainder of his butler's uniform draped over the lap of his employer's teen-age son. But what choice did he have? Peter looked down at Geoffrey's massive chocolate colored ass checks. He always knew that Geoffrey had a large ass but seeing it bare for the first time it looked even larger and Peter found himself wondering how the man every found pants to fit over not only his fat ass but his huge dong as well. Peter ran his hands along Geoffrey's smooth posterior and was shocked at how firm it felt but still with a little bit of bounce and jiggle. Sort of like Jell-O though Peter as he raised his had high in the air and brought it down hard on the butler's left buttock. "Slap!" The sound seemed to echo through the room. Geoffrey flinched and clenched his ass.
Peter began to alternate checks from left to right and then back again spanking the poor butler harder with each stroke. Geoffrey's ass was raised high in the air ready to take each slap. His ass looked like two round over sized loaves of pumpernickel bread. Peter was really getting into things now. How he enjoyed putting the older black man in his place and this was the perfect humiliation. Geoffrey tried his best to hide the fact that his ass was stinging. He didn't want to give Master Peter the satisfaction of knowing it hurt but as the assault on his phat ass continued it became hard to hide his obvious discomfort. Soon Geoffrey's legs were kicking and flailing about trying in a vain attempt to fight off the pain.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Geoffrey was starting to whimper which caused Peter to laugh a little. The domestics black hindquarters were starting to show a nice pink glow. It was faint but it was there and the Sullivan boy was not going to stop until both cheeks were a bright red. By this point Geoffrey had given up the hope of keeping even a small amount of pride by not submitting to the pain. His legs kicked wildly and he was no longer whimpering but actually screaming with each swat to his monstrous ass globes. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
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All of a sudden Peter stopped spanking and ordered Geoffrey to his feet. It took the butler a moment or two to be able to stand but finally he did facing Peter. "Okay Geoffrey now I think you need to remove your thong for the remainder of your spanking. I don't want to miss a spot," snarled Peter. "Please, no. Do I have to Master Peter? My entire backside is bared to you in my thong. Please allow me this one last piece of modesty. Given me a chance to hold on to some dignity." While it was true that Peter could reach every spot he needed to even if the thong remained one the simple fact was he wanted to humiliate the butler even further. Peter began slowly, "If you don't remove the thong I will be forced to call the police and report the fact that I caught you stealing. In that case you will be arrested and out of a job. Not to mention that the spanking you already received will have been in vain. So what will it be?" The butler was amazed but not shocked at Peter's level of cruelty. Without saying a word he placed his thumbs in the waistband of his silk thing and pulled it from his body while averting his eyes away from the cruel teens face. His massive penis and low hanging shaved balls feel free between his legs and swung back and forth from the sheer weight of them. His cock snaked down his thighs to just a few inches above his knee. This time Peter let out an audible gasp that even Geoffrey heard. Peter was absolutely in awe of the black man's dick. Peter was by no means gay, but had spent his life playing sports and had been in many a locker room and had seen many a cock but Geoffrey's was by far the largest. He was amazed at how much darker the skin on the butlers dick was compared to the rest of him. The head was a big bulbous mushroom shape and his ball sack appeared to house two tennis balls. And the size of his penis was incredible. Like nothing Peter Sullivan had ever seen before. He guessed it to be about 9.5 inches and it was at least as thick as the fat end of a bottle of beer and it was still completely soft. After hearing Master Peter gasp he knew that the teen was impressed with the size of his manhood and through all his shame he found some glory. For once he had something that Peter wished was his. But this was something that was his and his alone and Peter could not have it. The black man looked at Peter sitting on the edge of his bed in his small towel legs spread wide revealing his own organ. It was as small as Geoffrey' was large. Geoffrey had to stifle a grin.
But of course as always the butler's joy was short lived as Peter saw him looking at his dick. Suddenly the eighteen year old was self-conscious and tried to pull the towel down to cover himself. "What are you looking at? Are you a faggot Geoffrey?!" "No, sir, Master Peter, sir. I wasn't looking at anything." "Yeah right I saw you looking at my cock. I bet you are gay. It makes sense now--your skimpy girlie under wear. Your perfectly shaved balls and groomed pubes and now your staring at my cock!" Peter knew this was untrue even as he said it but he also knew that it would offend Geoffrey to question his manhood. Feeling inadequate Peter then added, "Anyway mine gets much bigger when its hard so don't think you have something special there between your legs. Anyway, I wouldn't want a cock the size of yours. The thing’s so big it looks like a horse dick! It's unnatural." Both men knew this was a lie. Peter's dick didn't get much bigger and he'd give anything to have a cock the size of Geoffrey's. And of course the butler knew that now Master Peter would take out his frustration about the size of his small penis on his big round ass. "Shit you are like some freak!" snapped Peter. "You have a donkey's dick and that ass. I have no idea where that came from. It's fucking abnormal how big it is. Now get the fat ass back over my lap so we can complete your punishment." The black man just hung his head and said, "Yes, sir I know its big. I'm sorry Master Peter." The butler adjusted himself over the teens lap once again this time he had more trouble trying to adjust his cock now that it was not encased in the thong. As he lay there his cock ran down Peter's leg. Now Peter was really gonna teach the older man a lesson. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Peter was going faster than before. Geoffrey's ass was still burning from his last spanking so it didn't take long for him to feel the pain this time. He began screaming louder than before begging for some mercy. His legs were kicking and his huge cock and balls swung back and forth like a pendulum rubbing against Peter's leg as they did so. This only enraged Peter more. The snotty brat who had everything was jealous of Geoffrey's manhood and would punish him now not only for stealing but also for being better endowed than he was. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Geoffrey could hold back no longer the pain was too intense and Peter would not let up. Finally he allowed himself to just let go. He felt the tears forming in his eyes and the then began to pour down his ebony cheeks. His large black lower lip jutted out exposing the pink inside of his mouth. At thirty-four years of age he had been reduced to a small blubbering child by and eighteen year old brat that he had helped raise. Peter continued to spank watching how Geoffrey's ass turned from black to black with a twinge of pink to black with a bright red glow. With each smack the black man's ass jiggle ever so slightly. His ass mounds seemed to dance as the punishment continued relentlessly. Then Peter stopped and ran his hand along the well-spanked backside of the domestic. Again he ordered Geoffrey to his feet. The butler stood facing Peter the tears still streaming down his face. Then Peter ordered his to go stand in the corner and face the wall.
Through his tears Geoffrey pleaded, "Please no!" "You know the alternative Geoffrey now do it and don't you dare turn around until I say you may." Dejected Geoffrey slumped over to the corner. He was still wearing the upper half of his butler's uniform and the tails rubbing against his newly spanked backside hurt like hell. He stood in the corner facing the wall feeling stupid but not wanting Peter to call the police. "Ok," Peter said, "Now I want you to open the split in the back of you jacket so that your fat ass is completely exposed. Then keep your hands at your sides." Geoffrey didn't even argue. He just pulled the tails of his uniform over to each side of his ass so his over stuffed cushions came popping out the split in the middle. His checks were so big that they held the jacket in place and showed all his ass. He left his hands fall at his sides and just stood there. Behind him he could hear Peter moving around the room doing something but he wasn't sure what. As much as he wanted to turn he didn't dare or Peter would get pissed off and who knows what he'd do next so the black man just stood there hoping this would all end soon. All of a sudden Geoffrey heard a click and saw a quick flash of light, then another. What was going on he wondered. Then Peter ordered Geoffrey to keep his body facing the wall so his ass was to Peter but to look back over his shoulders that Peter could see his face. Confused Geoffrey did as instructed. Tears were still streaming down his face and his large lower lip quivering as he did. As soon as his head was turned in Peter's direction there was another click and a flash of light but in the instant before the flash momentarily blinded him he saw the camera that Master Peter was holding. The butler got a sinking feeling in his stomach as he realized that the snooty eighteen year old was taking picture of his well-spanked backside. "Okay Geoffrey you may dress and go back to work now." The butler turned and faced Peter, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Thank-you Master Peter. May I ask what you intend to do with those pictures you took?" Peter looked at him thoughtfully and replied, "That depends on you." "On me?"
"Yes, not only do I have pictures of you from behind but also I have one with your face in it. I guess what I'm getting at is this. I own you now Geoffrey. You will do exactly as I say when I say the way I say. If you comply the pictures will never be seen by another living soul. If you disobey or step out of line I will post them on the Internet for the world to see your big fat spanked ass. Understood?" Geoffrey realized a new hatred for this spoiled punk. He knew that Master Peter had him right where he wanted him. He had no choice but to say, "Yes, Master Peter I understand." It was at that point Geoffrey realized that the words "Master Peter" took on a whole new meaning. For years Geoffrey knew that Peter loved having him refer to him as Master. But now it was no longer just a term of respect now Peter truly was Geoffrey's Master and Geoffrey would have to bow to his every whim. Geoffrey shuddered at this thought as he dressed and hurried out of the eighteen year olds room wondering what Peter would have in store for him next. He was certain of one thing this was not the end but only the beginning. The End
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Nineteen year old Brad Tomkins had been working at Luke's Hideaway for several weeks when without warning the University put a curfew into effect. It seemed that there were vandals on campus and to put an end to their late night shenanigans the Dean had put a midnight curfew in place, no exceptions. Therefore, Brad would have to quit his job at Luke's since the bar stayed open till
Brad: Spanked On The Job, Part 4
Brad Tomkins was spoiled. At age 19 he had it made. His Father paid his college tuition, which covered his room and board. And he even got an allowance. However, Brad wanted more to which Mr. Tomkins responded, "Get a job!" Which is exactly what Brad did. A local fast food place called, Burgers-N-More was hiring part time help and Brad landed the job. "It's not ideal," thought Brad but it's
Brad: Spanked Stripper, Part 14
It was that time again--the time where Brad Tomkins found himself short on cash. At nineteen Brad was in his first year of college and had already gone through a string of jobs. The simple truth of the matter was Brad was lazy and he tended to coast through life on his good looks and wrestlers body. Not to mention his big round booty, which he was not above wiggling to get what he wanted. So
Brad: Swim Spank Part 6
Brad Tomkins and his friend Grant had dates. Grant had a great idea. They would steal the keys to the college’s outdoor pool and go for a late night swim with the girls. The plan was simple Grant would distract Coach Dan Phillips while Brad stole the keys to the pool area. It worked perfectly. Coach Phillips never suspected a thing. That night after dinner Brad and Grant brought Betty and
Brad: Trick Or Spank Part 7
It was late October. It was also Brad Tomkins’ first year away at college and he was having the time of his life. The biggest sorority on campus was having their annual Halloween, masquerade party. Brad and his two buddies Grant and Kirk decided that they wanted to be part of it. They thought it would be a good way to meet new women. They only condition was that you had to come in costume.
Braydin, Spanked & Expelled
It wasn't as though Braydin were a bad guy really. He just has strong opinions and views. And no tolerance for those he deemed stupid. The problem was that he was an 18 year old high school senior and had no problem telling Mrs. Sloan, his fifty something year old English teacher, just what he thought of her. That is why on a Monday morning at 10:00 am he was sitting in front of Principal
Christopher's Forced Black Gang Bang Punishment
It had been a long day for Christopher. He had started with his company straight out of college and over the past 13 years had worked his way up the ladder. Now at 35 he was the head of his entire department. This was a good thing. But that meant lot of travel, which Christopher hated. So, that was a bad thing. He boarded the plane at 5:00 and made the two hour flight to the home
Controlling A Cop
It was a comfortable spring night as Officer Calloway made his way quietly around the side of the building. He was on night shift and had "fag" patrol, that's what all the officers called it. It seems that every night after the gay bars let out some of the men come to an alley behind an old donut shop. They park in the small lot and cruise one another. Some get into each other’s cars and fuck
Danny & Coach Davis: Coach Takes Control
Trevor Mannix was in a state. He had just come from picking up his 18 year old son Danny at the police station. It seems that Danny had been out doing some drinking with his buddies the night before and gotten pulled over for driving under the influence that coupled with the fact that he was under age had landed Danny in the drunk tank overnight and most of the next day. The judge hearing cases
Danny & Coach Davis: Spanked For Squirting Part 2
Coach Davis shut the door behind him before dropping into the hard back wooden chair behind his desk. It had been a long day for the high school gym teacher. He rose at five that morning and headed off to the gym to get a workout before school. Then he spent the rest of the day not only teaching his regular gym classes but also using his free periods to fill in for Mr. Tucker, who had called in
Danny & Coach Davis: Hotel Spanking, Part 3
Coach Davis was bent over at the waist, his large hairy nuts swinging freely between his thick thighs. His ample well rounded ass aimed toward the hotel room door. He stepped into the leg openings of his scant leopard print thong and pulled them up over his meaty thighs. Just as the thin band of his sexy little under garment disappeared between his mountains of ass flesh the door burst open and
Forgive Us Father
Father Ryan removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. The pressure was building up and promising to be one massive headache. Today had been quit an active day at St. Augustine's University for Men, where he was Dean of Students. As he closed his eyes and applied pressure to his forehead he could feel everyone of his thirty-nine years. Most days Father Ryan enjoyed his work but
Frankie The Face Sitter - Troy's Punishment
Troy Banks stood before the mirror in the boys restroom at St. Martin's School For Boys. He straightened his tie and washed his hands as he looked in the mirror at his own reflection. What looked back at him was a perfectly sculpted jawline & dazzling blue eyes. His thick dirty blond was hanging down over one eye. All in all Troy was pleased at what looked back at him. Troy was an
Glen: Locked Out Part 1
Eighteen-year-old Glen Deaning loved Saturday mornings. As long as he could remember his parents always took Saturday mornings to go to The Farms Market to get fresh fruits and vegetables for the week. And for the past year his brother, Carl had been working the breakfast shift at the restaurant, which left Glen alone to enjoy his solitude. Something he didn't get to do very often. So, he really
Glen: Three Strikes, You're Out, Part 3
Eighteen year old Glen Deaning stuck his head into the hallway and called out, "Has anyone seen my baseball uniform!?" From downstairs in the living room Dean's brother Carl called back, "Yeah I saw it hanging in the basement!" From up above Carl could hear Dean's footsteps as he ran down the hall and the descended the stairs. Carl was sitting on the sofa eating a bowl of cereal and watching
Glen: Exposed At A Soccer Match
It had been a good season and it all came down to these last four minutes of the soccer match. Glen Deaning's High School soccer team, the Wolverines, were minutes away from scoring the biggest victory of the year. If they could triumph and beat the Hurricanes they would be able to go to the National Championship in Miami, Florida. Each young man wanted this and was working hard to achieve it.
Guido, Arrogant Muscle God Part 1
Arrogant, cocky & narcissistic were the three words that best described Guido Scarpelli. Though in his defense it was hard not to be arrogant when you looked like him. Dark sexy Italian good looks with short dark brown hair so dark it was almost black. Deep dark eyes set in a perfectly chiseled face.Then there was his body. He was 100% lean muscle. He had a perfect six pack and muscles that
Harry & The Fraternity Nerds Part 2
It had been three months since Harry's girlfriend, Jenny, had talked him into wearing here sheer white lacey thong. The deal had been that if he would wear her thong all day she would finally give him head for the first time. Harry did it and then after a surprise football practice was called he wound up having the entire team plus the coach see him in her scant little panties. Harry had
Harry, Fraternity Bitch, Part 3
It had been several weeks since Harry's encounter with Seymour & the men of Kappa Chi. At first the experience had humbled him. He was different. Much more subdued with less bravado. It was as if someone had let all the wind out of his sail. But as the weeks passed by his old arrogance can back with a vengeance. It was almost as if he were over compensating for the humiliation and ridicule
Harry: The Deal
"No way in hell!" Harry said as he got out of Jenny's bed and made his way across her dorm room. "Come on," pleaded Jenny who was still in bed under the covers. Shaking his head no, Harry bent down to pick his briefs from where he had thrown them on the floor the night before. He then began to work the small black cotton undergarment up over his well muscled thighs, pulling it over his
Harry: The Deal
"No way in hell!" Harry said as he got out of Jenny's bed and made his way across her dorm room. "Come on," pleaded Jenny who was still in bed under the covers. Shaking his head no, Harry bent down to pick his briefs from where he had thrown them on the floor the night before. He then began to work the small black cotton undergarment up over his well muscled thighs, pulling it over his
Humiliating Timmy - Strip Poker Spank Part 1
It was a typical Monday night for forty-five year old Tim Collins and his men. They were gathered around his dinning room table for their weekly game of strip poker. The whole idea for a weekly game of strip poker had started over twenty-two years ago when Tim was just a rookie on the Glendale police force. Tim wasn't much of a gambler in those days and as he sat in on the first poker game he
I'll Take A Side Of Ass
Isaiah had been working at Mike's Diner as a cook for nearly ten years. He didn't mind the job but he hated working the night shift. Nights were always slow and since they put in the new highway they had gotten even worse. The highway went right over the diner causing them to miss the little late night traffic they used to get. Isaiah couldn't figure out why Mike insisted on staying
Janitor's Bitch: Bitch In Training, Part 1
It was another late night at the office for Barry Spitzer. He had been working lots of late nights lately. It wasn't exactly that he minded. He didn't have a partner or any children to devote his time to. But, at the same time how would he ever meet anyone if he spent all his free time working over. But, he did hope that all his extra efforts would not go unnoticed by his boss Mr. Teiger.
K.Lo, Part Time BUTTler
I've know Kenny, who I refer to as K.Lo, for about 5 years now. As my story progresses you'll understand the nickname. Kenny started at the publishing company where I work as an intern while he was attending college. He was and is a good looking kid. No, he is not actually a kid he was 22 when I first met him but at 12 years his senior he seemed like a kid to me. He has wavy brown hair deep green
Kyle & His Father: Halloween Fright Night Part 5
It was Halloween. And once again the law firm where Jeff Hyatt practiced law was holding their annual Halloween Charity Masquerade Ball. Jeff & his late wife always loved Halloween and the two of them had passed their love of the holiday onto their now 19 year old son Kyle. Kyle and Jeff never missed the annual Masquerade Ball since the passing of Kyle's mother.This year Jeff opted to go as
Kyle & His Father: The Convenience Store Part 4
Attorney Jeff Hyatt & his 19 year old son Kyle were on their way from a charity affair that his law firm was sponsoring. It had been a black tie affair so both men were dressed to the nines in matching tuxedos. It was going on 2 AM as they drove along the highway. Jeff looked at the digital gas gage which was on the last bar and blinking. He knew he'd need gas before heading into the city
Kyle And His Father - The Taxi Driver
Jeff Hyatt rushed in the door from work in just enough time to shower and change before heading back out the door again. Jeff and his 19-year-old son, Kyle were meeting an old college friend of Jeff's for dinner tonight. Jeff's friend, Greg was celebrating his 40th birthday and the Hyatt men were taking him to dinner in one of the best restaurants in New York City. Jeff hated to drive into the
Kyle And His Father, Part 3 - A Drive In The Country
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon as Jeff Hyatt and his 19-year-old son Kyle drove through the country. Jeff loved to take these long drives in the country and get away from the city for a while. Since he had made partner at his law firm these trips were becoming scarcer. So he treasured them all that much more. Plus it was a good time for him to get together with his Son and just talk and
Kyle, His Father & The Prowler
Kyle was awakened by a loud "THUD". He shot straight up in bed. "What?"he garbbled still half asleep. He looked around his room trying to focus still partly unaware was where he was. As he awoke he realized he was in his own room and that something had awoken him. He had heard a noise, that’s right a noise. But was it real or just part of a dream? Maybe it was his Father. He glanced at his alarm
Lance & His Stepdad: Joining Lloyd Part 3
Lance’s head was spinning after his crazy morning encounter with his new stepdad, Professor Lloyd Tuttle. He would soon learn that Lloyd came to breakfast every morning sporting his morning wood, went out side to get the paper in this state and proceeded with his day until his erection subsided. All of this was done with complete naïveté. His intent was not to flaunt his body. He truly
Lance & His Stepdad: Morning Wood Part 2
The rest of Lance’s first day home went pretty much the same with Lloyd, now naked except for his black nylon dress socks and sock garters, going about his afternoon and evening activities acting as if it was completely normal to be in this state in front of his stepson. And Lance’s mom, Gloria, seemed as oblivious as her new husband. But as odd as this all was Lance was enjoying the show
Lance & His Stepdad: The First Meeting
by BubbleButtLuvr Lance Harper knew when his mother remarried things would change but he had no idea just how much. His parents had divorced when he was quit young and his dad moved across country so most of his life it had just been him and his mother, Gloria. Then Lance went away to college. He was hesitant to leave his mother alone but she was insistent that he go. Within two
Master Peter and The Butler
Geoffrey pressed his ear to Peter's bedroom door. He could hear the shower running in Peter's private bathroom. He stood like that for several minutes listening to be certain that Peter was in the shower. Once he felt certain that Peter would not come out Geoffrey placed is white-gloved hand on the doorknob and turned slowly. The door eased open and Geoffrey crept silently into the room closing
Mr. Cromwell's Secret Exposed
At 39 years of age Oliver Cromwell was the youngest President that Hargrove Savings & Loan had ever had. But even at 39 Oliver had a better body than most men half his age. He stood a towering 6'3" and weighed 250lbs.His arms were an amazing 21" and his chest a staggering 52"; his waist 33" and his quads 28". And his ass, his ass ballooned out into a ridiculously huge 45" giving him a full foot
Officers Carter & Matthew: Hotel Spanking
It was the last day of the week long State Trooper Convention being held in South Beach and Officers Matthews & Carter were getting ready to check out shortly for their 1:00 P.M. flight back home. Their room was a complete mess. Dirty clothes were thrown all over the place. A pair of used multi-colored stripped bikini briefs hung from the a bed side lamp. Officer Jim Matthews arose from a sound
Officers Matthews & Carter: Roadside Discipline
If Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter had know what was in store for them they probably would never have pulled over the old rusty pick up with the Gay Pride sticker plainly placed in the back window of the cap on back. However not having the ability to see into the future they did pull it over and both men learned a lesson they would not soon forget. Officers Matthews & Carter had been
Officers Matthews & Carter: Visit To A Gay Beach
Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter were in South Miami Beach, Florida for their annual week long State Trooper Convention. It was the first day and the men got into town early. It was just after noon and they were already registered at the hotel and unpacked. The convention was scheduled to kick off that night at 7:00 P.M. with a Meet & Greet type dinner with the actual seminars and so forth
Rear End Window
I never used to think of myself as the kind of person who would spy on his neighbors. But, all that changed a few months ago. My name is Rob Miller. I live in an old brownstone in New York City, on the second floor. You know the kind, the ones where your back window faces the back window of your neighbor, with a courtyard in between. Those of you who have seen the classic movie Rear
Rear End Window
I never used to think of myself as the kind of person who would spy on his neighbors. But all that changed a few months ago. My name is Rob Miller. I live in an old brownstone in New York City on the second floor. You know the kind, the ones where your back window faces the back window of your neighbors with a court yard in between. Those of you who have seen Rear Window understand. And in some
Rear End Window, Part 2
It had been several weeks since I had been lucky enough to witness 18-year-old Dannny Macmillan's spanking at the hands of his father and I was convinced it was just that, a stroke of good luck. After the incident things remained the much the same, Danny would rise early and go for a run. He'd arrive home at 6:00 A.M. strip down to one of an assortment of skimpy bikini briefs that he owned and
Ricky & Mr Corrigan: Busted
Ricky has worked for me for the past six months and has been driving me into a wild sexual frenzy for just as long. Who am I? My name is Don Corrigan. I'm a 42 year old manager of an outfit called Pack-N-Move. We rent trucks and vans. Anyway, six months ago Ricky comes in for an interview. At 23 the kid is young enough to be my son. But, he's not and he's cute as hell. Jet black hair,
Scott's Bare Bottom Adventures: Moving In With Gary & His Son Jack
There is nothing particularly earth shattering about my story. My name is Scott. I grew up the Eastern part of the US. I'm 30's years old. I'm a bodybuilder/personal trainer. I stand about 5'10
Spanked Executive
"Hey watch what you’re doin', asshole! You just spilled your drink on me!” came the voice from the man in the seat next to where Mark was standing. Now at this point Mark could have apologized. Actually he should have apologized, but that was not Mark's style. Mark was conceited, arrogant and full of himself. To put it simply Mark was an asshole. Truth be told Mark had been this way his whole
The New Suit
Ian Marshall's cousin Marie was getting married. While Ian was not part of the wedding party he was still in need of a suit to wear to the ceremony. He hadn't worn a suit in over five years. In fact the last time he wore a suit was when he was fifteen and sang in the church Christmas pageant. He was now twenty three years old and had grown at least three inches. Being in his last year of college
Turning The Tables On Dad
Growing up all I ever heard was, "As long as you live under my roof you'll do as I say, young man!" Yeah my Father was very strict. Up until the time I moved out of his house, at age 22, I had to toe the line or accept the punishment. Punishment was always the same. Dad would make me strip to my briefs with my hands at my sides as he lectured me. Then I'd have to lie across his lap and take some
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