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Recently Scott B-a-t-t-e-n posted an item: "Meta: Last Year on Soc.Sexuality.Spanking" which is not archived. In it there was this exchange:
Boy: Hello, I'm Mathboy.
Man: And hello, I'm ManlyMan. And we're here to make a plea for…
Boy&Man: More Male/Male Stories on SSS! (MMMSSSS)
Man: That should learn you a lesson for now, Mathboy. But I want you to go home and write an essay for me tonight: "Why I like to read about men spanking other men."
Boy: Fine! It'll be a fantasy, in which you get yours, ManlyMan!
And that is why this 1,000 word story is dedicated to Scott.
Mathboy was tired when he sat down to write the essay that ManlyMan has instructed him to write about MMMSSSS. It really was not his fault. It just that the research was so time consuming; there are over 6,000 stories in the Malespank archive and that guy Coyote got more than 100 on his own site. Mathboy knew that good and through research was essential for good writing. He had closed up his pants so that he would stop playing with his one-eyed snake. He had shifted his PC from browsing mode to use his off-line word processor. He got as far as:
I find that reading stories about MEN with MEN is most exciting because I can identify with all the characters immediately. I can be the bottom. I can be the top. I never have to make adjustments for gender; never have to ignore tits (big or little) or cunts flowing like the Amazon. Never have to change skirts into kilts. I can fit into all the sex acts as well as the spanking acts. I'm not a woman hater but
when he fell asleep and his head resting on the keyboard.
The crash awoke him. The crash and the car horn. He looked out. ManlyMan had crashed the car into the garage and now was staggering out of the car to the house. Fortunately the horn had stopped when ManlyMan removed his head from the steering wheel.© YLeeCoyote
Mathboy went downstairs. "Driving when drunk. You should be ashamed of yourself." He properly snapped at his elder.
ManlyMan was not quite himself having bumped his head and being plastered. He reverted to the time he was just sixteen and was caught by his father in a similar situation then. His father has whipped him soundly and confiscated his driving licence for six v-e-r-y l-o-n-g m-o-n-t-h-s. He knew what he must do.
"I'm sorry, father." He took out his wallet, found his licence and handed it to Mathboy. "I deserve a whipping, Sir." he continued and then headed for the playroom. Mathboy was confused by ManlyMan's behavior but followed. Once in the playroom ManlyMan stripped complete down to his birthday suit. "I've been very bad, father." ManlyMan handed Mathboy the barber clippers that he loved to frequently use on Mathboy. He sat on the end of the table and then laid down. "I'm not a man, father. I should not have pubes. Take them like you said you would."
Mathboy hesitated for a second. Should he do this? Would there be bad repercussions? ManlyMan said he must obey him all the time. ManlyMan knew best he decided. He stepped forward and turned on the clippers. «This was going to be fun; lots of fun.» he thought as he started mowing down the thick bush of ManlyMan. This was exciting. Many time ManlyMan had done this to Mathboy. Mathboy carefully used the clippers totally removing the pubic hairs of ManlyMan for the very first time.
All through this, ManlyMan was sobbing quietly and promising to be a good boy and to never drink and drive again. Mathboy finished with the clipper and returned them to the shelf. There he saw the can of shaving cream and razors. «In for a penny, in for a pound.» He picked them up and returned to ManlyMan. He covered the pubes with the cream and rubbed it around. ManlyMan's sobs became louder but he did not move. Mathboy carefully took the first stroke with the razor and liked the nice smooth skin that was revealed. Mathboy continued until it was all smooth. As smooth as ManlyMan had often made him. He rinsed ManlyMan off and told him he was done.
ManlyMan sat up and then staggered over to the wall. He removed the heavy razor stoop and handed it to Mathboy. Then he went over to the padded saw horse and positioned himself.
"How many did you get last time, boy?" asked Mathboy.
"Fifteen, father." was the reply.
"Then it will be twenty-five this time, boy." Mathboy declared with confidence.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Mathboy paused as the butt turned red with five stripes and then continued.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Mathboy paused again letting the pain sink in. ManlyMan was crying like a little boy. Mathboy had to open his jeans as his cock had never been harder and in need more space.
This time he did it from the other side. Being ambidextrous has its advantages. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Pause.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Here returned to his first position and finished up. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
ManlyMan was really bawling now. Mathboy could see his flaming red butt beckoning to him like that of a baboon in heat. He got some lube and greased up his steel like sword. Putting a glob on the target he stepped forward. He let his rod rest at the entry point for a second while he relished what he was about to do. Mathboy rammed forward hard. There was resistance but he rammed forward nevertheless. In one great thrust he fully sheathed his sword in ManlyMan for the very first time.
It was great. It was just like many of those stories he had been reading where the younger boy tops the older man. That was the emotion; the physical heat of ManlyMan surrounding his ramrod also felt great. He pulled back and thrust forward over and over. He tried to make it last but he could not. It seemed like just seconds before he exploded into ManlyMan with a great cry of ecstasy.
Mathboy withdrew and ManlyMan said: "I'm sorry father. I'll be a good boy. I promise."
"Time for bed." said Mathboy as he led ManlyMan to their bed. There he rubbed some soothing cream into the flaming hot butt before cuddling up to sleep. This night Mathboy held ManlyMan rather than the other way as was usual. Mathboy had a very nice dream of being in charge that night.
© Copyright A.I.L., January 5, 2000
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