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St: Camp Tails -- Part 7 (mmfb, spank, sex)
The following story is fiction. It contains scenes of teen sex,
domination, spanking and shaving. If such subjects are offensive,
uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.
This is a continue of a story that I posted several months ago. It
is recommended that you start with Part 1 which has a full
introduction which you can find on my web site.
This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is
prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are
permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.
The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.
Camp Tails -- Part 07
By
Y. Lee Coyote
Summer camp ended and Tom returned home. The next afternoon he
went visiting as he was most anxious to see Betty and feel her
magic hands on his trouser snake. She feigned horror at his hairy
state and insisted that he must get her brother to shave him. Tom
offered to do the deed himself but Betty said that Carl must do it
as he had given him that right. It would not be right to deprive
Carl of his fun so he may do it himself only if Carl grants him
permission.
Carl was anxious to see Tom for several of his own reasons. He had
been doing a lot of thinking for the month Tom was away and had
decided that he would try some new things. He had thought a lot
about the power he had and not only wanted the exercise it but to
expand it. Betty had to do some other things so that Carl had Tom
to himself.
Tom expected that Carl would want a blow job and also shave him.
He did not have any objections to this as he want to have Betty
play with him. He hoped that Carl would outgrow this but he was
about to learn that this was less likely than ever. Carl was very
interested in what had happened at summer camp -- particularly the
mischief that Tom was part of. Tom, like Lee, liked to exaggerate
such things and Carl was a great listener.
"Sound like you were a very naughty boy this summer, Tommy."
"Yeah." agreed Tom not even noticing the use of the diminutive by
his younger friend.
Carl was anxious so he just jumped to the end and in the most
authoritarian voice he could muster: "Tommy, you have been a very
naughty boy and it is now time for your spanking." Tom might have
shocked if it had been his brother or even his father for they
would have been deadly serious, but Carl was surely just playing.
A spanking from Carl would probably be fun. He let himself be
stripped and taken over the lap of his young friend.
Carl remembered how much fun it was to spank Tommy and he was
looking forward to this. He raised his hand and brought it down on
Tommy's bottom as hard as he could. Tommy reacted with a jump and
an OUCH. Carl smiled and continued carefully covering Tom's entire
posterior until it was a uniform rosy red. He continued the
spanking with his slipper which magnified the intensity of the
SPANKS as it flexed on contact with Tommy's hot bottom. Tommy was
feeling all this and could not help but to slip into the role of a
naughty little boy as he was being soundly spanked. Soon he was
sobbing and crying and promising.
Carl paused long enough to get Tommy on the bed and stripped so
that he could have more fun. Tommy did not even notice that he did
so. He resumed his attack with the slipper and Tommy cried more.
He turned him over and raised his legs enough to get his feet up by
his ears and resumed the assault finally getting Tommy to break
into uncontrolled bawling. He gave him some more SPANKS to assure
he would stay in this state for a while and positioned himself in
line with Tommy. He lowered Tommy's legs so that they were resting
on his shoulder and got his thighs under the red hot butt. Through
out all of this, Carl had been lecturing Tommy that he was a bad
boy, a very naughty boy. He was being told that of all the
transgressions that he had confessed to in his boasting. Also,
Carl was telling him that he was not ready to be a man -- the stuff
Tommy himself had written just a few months ago. That was all that
was in Tommy's head as he continued with the uncontrolled bawling.
Neither boy had any idea what the power of words could have on
bawling soundly spanked boy.
Carl had a larger agenda. He slipped on the condom he had prepared
and put some lube on the rosebud that was in front of him, shifted
forward a bit and waited to Tommy to calm down a little.
Tommy did calm down and was a very contrite little boy; a docile
and obedient little boy anxious to please his spanker. "Are you
going to be a good boy, Tommy? Are you going to do as I tell you
to? Or did you need to be SPANKED some more?"
Through his tears Tommy replied: "I'll be a good boy; promise.
Please don't spank me any more, Carl."
"I want to fuck you, Tommy. It would please me, Tommy. You _do_
want to please me, Tommy? Or would you like another spanking?" Of
course, Tom told him that he wanted to be fucked so as to please
him. Carl pushed forward firmly but gently and Tommy accepted him
as a boy should docilely accept his master's cock.
Carl fucked happily for a few minutes driving Tommy up the wall as
he repeatedly hit Tommy's prostate. Then he paused and while still
remaining inside, let Tommy legs down so as to expose his crotch.
He picked up the clipper and carefully removed the summer's growth
that he did not like on _his_ boy. "Tommy you were right last year
that you should not have pubes. You're a just a little boy, Tommy;
my little boy. I want my little boy to be smooth." Tommy could
just nod. He was torn at what was happening for he loved it and
hated it both. He felt so submissive that he could not talk much
less resist Carl.
Carl covered his boy with shaving cream and with the ease of
experience removed the stubs that the clippers had left. Then he
finished fucking his boy real hard until he came ecstatically and
Tommy shot hard enough to hit his own face with his cum. They
rested. Carl held his boy tightly. Tom, once again Tommy, knew
that Carl would keep control of him and was somehow serene in the
thought. Soon he was sleeping peacefully, happy and secure in Carl
arms.
Soon after they woke up, Tommy was happily going down on the young
stud. He did not hear Betty and Eric come in to the room. When
the hi's were exchanged, Tommy started to do the same but Carl just
pushed him down with his hand and ordered: "Keep sucking and don't
talk, Tommy." which he did.
Noting the red butt, Eric asked: "What did you spank him for,
Carl?"
"He was a very naughty boy at camp. And to make it worse he even
was boasting about it. Then after I shaved him while fucking him
and he came without touching himself. Sorry, sis, I was leaving
him for you to play with but...."
"Congratulations on your first fuck, Carl." declared Eric slapping
Tommy's butt. "But don't worry about Betty, Carl, I'll keep her
happy in more penetrating ways." Eric then pulled Tom's girl over
to him and gave her a French kiss. "See you later." and they left.
Tommy had no choice but to continue to suck as he realized that
Eric was much more intimate with Betty than he had ever been.
An hour latter, Eric and Betty returned to find Carl still happily
being sucked by his boy. Just as they entered Carl exploded and
Tommy swallowed it all. Carl had Tommy turn over so that he was
lying next to him and told him that he was a good cocksucker and
that he may ask Betty for a hand job as a reward, which he did.
Betty was quite willing and started to play with Tommy. She
stretched the process out as much as she could knowing how to read
Tommy's state so well. She easily brought him to the brink and
pulled him back over and over. She also kept telling him that he
was just a naughty little hairless boy who still got spanked.
Spanked, shaved and fucked by a boy three years younger then
himself. After just a few minutes, Tommy wanted to finish the job
himself but Carl and Eric restrained him and allowed Betty to do as
she pleased.
Eventually, she allowed him to come. Then she started all over.
Tommy was having a hard time for he loved what was happening but
also hated it as it was exquisitely painful as well as pleasurable.
After she had forced Tommy to come twice he became unresponsive.
"Do you think that a prostate massage would help him guys?" she
asked.
Carl said the he'd been sucked dry and was not up to the task but
Eric was welcome to try and flipped him a condom. Tommy tried to
decline but Betty was insistent. "But we haven't played for a
month and I know how much you've missed this." she cooed every so
sweetly. Eric was very eager to help his friends and had already
dropped his jeans and put on the condom.
Carl got Tommy kneeing on the bed and Eric moved up behind him
ready to go while Betty kept playing with Tommy's exhausted member.
Eric pushed forward and rammed his shaft into his friend. As he
plunged in and out, his rod hit the intended target and Tommy
responded. Betty and Carl both encouraged him and Tommy actually
was able to climax once more before Eric did. Tommy received much
praise for his achievement.
The four were satiated and as it was approaching dinner time Tom
and Eric left to walk home. Tom was very confused. Eric was
treating him as his best friend as always, he was sexually
exhausted and yet he felt that something was wrong. He slept
fitfully that night with strange dreams of always being a boy
(belonging to Carl) and that Eric (his best friend) and Betty (his
girl) were going together.
To say that he moped about the next two days would be more than
generous. He was already in bed when that second day when Joel
came over and sat on his bed: "Tom, tell me about it. What's
bugging you?"
Without getting into details Tom explained how he was being
trampled by his best friends and he was not happy about it.
"Were you acting like a whippy sissy boy or like an assertive young
man, Tom?" Tom did not answer, so Joel continued. "If you want to
be treated like a man, you've got to act like one, Tom." Then Joel
did something that he had not done in a very long time. He gave
his brother a hug and kiss good night and told him that he loved
him no matter what.
Tom slept soundly that night and in the morning he started to
decide what to do.
End of Part 7
Copyright A.I.L., September 9, 2000
Y.
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