Friends To The (Rear) End 15

* * * * *
This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
* * * * *

Friends to the (rear) end
Chapter 15

"Come on in," Haley said, stepping aside to let Ryan walk into her house. He was carrying a dvd box. "Why did you take so long?"

"I, uh, I ran into a little trouble..." he said, wincing as he rubbed his butt with one hand, making obvious the sort of 'trouble' he was talking about.

"You got SPANKED?" Haley said, as they walked into the living room. She then sat on a sofa. "Unbelievable. Can't you stop earning spankings for longer than a few hours? What did you do this time?"

"I... I went to the video store," Ryan said, carefully sitting next to Haley and wincing again when his bottom touched the fabric. "And, well, I was browsing the movies when, uh..."

"When what? What happened?"

"I, um, I accidentally stumbled against Natalie."

"Who?"

"Natalie. Deion's big sister. She works at the video store, remember?"

"Oh, right! The girl who praised me when I swatted your ass in the video store some days ago. I remember telling her to feel free to do the same if you ever misbehaved in that store again."

"Yeah, she definitely remembered that, too..." Ryan said, making a face.

"But how exactly did you stumble against her?”

"Well, I... I was walking around and checking out the movies, so I didn't see her standing there. Well, she wasn't exactly standing. She was bent over, picking up some dvds or something."

"And you accidentally stumbled against her? It doesn't sound like a big deal. I mean, I would have given you a few swats for sure, but not an actual spanking."

"Well, actually, what really made her mad was the fact t-that I, uh..."

"What? You what?"

"I was sort of, um, h-hard. Kind of."

"You were WHAT? You mean you had a boner?"

"Um, yeah..." Ryan said, blushing.

"Why did you have a boner? Did you see a hot-looking girl in there? Don't lie to me boy, you know I can always tell when you lie!"

Ryan shivered. He knew she was right: Haley could always tell when he was lying. He didn't know how she could do that, maybe he simply was a very bad liar, but it meant that he wouldn't dare lie or else he would risk earning yet another spanking that day, on top of the two spankings he had already endured. And the prospect of climbing across Haley's lap when she was in jealousy-mode was far from appealing.

"N-no! I was actually thinking of you. Honest!"

Haley studied his face as her own eyes narrowed. "Hmmm... it seems like you're not lying, but there's also something you're not telling me. Do you really want me to get the truth out of you the old-fashioned way? I can go get my hairbrush."

"NO! I was... I was thinking of you and, w-well, and Mickey..."

"Huh? You were thinking of me and Mickey?"

"Yeah, I was picturing the both of you doing, uh... t-the thing you said you were going to do..."

"You mean you were thinking of me sucking Mickey's dick? And that image gave you a hard-on?"

"Um, yeah..."

Haley laughed out loud and it made Ryan blush. "Oh my god, that's so funny!" she said. "Tell you what: I'll tell Mickey that we should let you watch next time, how's that for a treat? That will probably be sometime tomorrow, by the way."

"Oh no! T-that's not necessary!" Ryan said. He could barely accept the fact that his girlfriend was now openly blowing his best friend. The idea of actually watching while she sucked his dick was unbearable.

"Oh don't be silly, it's not a problem at all," she said. "I never imagined you would enjoy watching us do it, but now that I know that you would, this is the least I can do for you. Think of it as a gift from me to you. You wouldn't reject a gift from your sweet, beautiful girlfriend, would you?"

"N-no, I... but... I mean..."

"Great! It's settled, then," Haley said with a big smile. "So now you can finish your story: You were telling me about your cute, tiny boner stumbling against Natalie while she was bending down. So wait, so you mean your thingie stumbled against...?"

"Uh, yes... right against her butt."

Haley laughed again. "Oh man, this keeps getting better!"

"You know? Now that I think about it, it all happened a little too conveniently..." Ryan said. "Almost as if it had been a set-up of some kind. You don't suppose she might have deliberately...?"

"Whatever, just keep going. It's getting funnier by the second!"

"Uh, ok, so... so then she sprang to her feet, shrieking... which, you know, now that I also think about it, it sounded like an acted shriek..."

"And then what?"

"Then she... she called me a little pervert and carried me by the ear into a back room. She locked the door from the inside and picked up a small paddle. Say, do you think most video stores have paddles lying around in back rooms? That was pretty convenient for her, too."

"Yeah, yeah. And then?"

"Then she pulled down my pants and underwear, held my arm and paddled me silly with her other hand. She didn't even wait to sit down and pull me over her knees, she just paddled me good and hard as we stood there. I danced like crazy while she paddled me, but I couldn't hide my poor butt from her stupid paddle. It hurt so much!"

Haley laughed. "Oh boy, that must have been funny to watch! I must definitely spank you like that soon. I can just picture your teensy little pee-pee bouncing around while you dance!"

Ryan frowned. "Funny... right... Anyway, it went on for a good while until she finally stopped. Then we walked out of the room and I hurried to pick a movie so I could get out of there quickly before too many people saw me weeping. Can you believe a woman actually asked me why I was crying and Natalie made me explain to her that I had just been spanked? There was a little girl with the woman who laughed at me after I explained. Then Natalie walked behind the counter and acted as if nothing out the ordinary had happened. She charged me for the movie, thanked me for choosing to rent a movie in their store and told me to have a nice day, just like with any other customer."

Haley giggled. "That was a great story! I can't wait to tell Dani and Jenny about it tomorrow at school. They will laugh their asses off, for sure!"

"Great," Ryan grumbled. "I'm sure they'll love it."

"And speaking of asses," Haley said. "Now it's time to give you the usual treatment for your lateness. Hop on," she said, patting her lap.

"WHAT? Are you kidding? It wasn't my fault that I was late. I just told you, it was because I was getting a spanking!"

"A spanking that you earned," Haley replied. "Which means it actually was your fault to get here so late, since it was your fault to earn that spanking. Now stop stalling and drop your pants and your undies."

"But...! But this would be my third spanking of the day!"

"And it will be the worst spanking of the day, too, if you don't stop stalling and do as you're told right now," Haley said, her face becoming strict and annoyed. "Over my knee. NOW."

Ryan knew better than to keep protesting and hurried to comply. He stripped form the waist down in a flash and placed himself across his girlfriend's lap. He was soon feeling her hand stroke his already-sore buns.

"You know, I don't appreciate your talking back like that, boy," she said while she continued stroking the nervous boy's bottom. "In fact, I believe you need a reminder of who's in charge here. I was going to make this a hand-spanking, but you've just earned yourself a little extra."

"W-what? No Haley, please!"

"BILLYYY?" Haley called out, shouting toward the hallway.

"YEAAAH?" Billy called back from somewhere in the house.

"COULD YOU PLEASE BRING MY WOODEN HAIRBRUSH? IT'S ON THE NIGHTSTAND IN MY BEDROOM, RYAN'S GETTING A GOOD SPANKING."

"RIGHT AWAY!" Billy said, sounding pretty excited. Ryan could hear him running upstairs.

"Oh please, Haley, please not the brush, not the brush! Please, I already had two spankings today! Oh pleeaaase not the brush. Please, Haley, my ass is still burning from that awful paddle. It's too soon! I don't want the brush it's going to hurt so much oh please it hurts so MUCH please not the brush please please PLEEEEAAAASE!"

"God, you're such a little whiner," she said as she adjusted his position. "This only proves that you're still a little boy at heart. You know I love you and everything, but this makes me all the more glad that I finally found a real cock to suck, you know? Say, I haven't told you about that, have I? About how much I loved sucking Mickey's cock earlier? Well, I guess I can tell you now, while you're getting your spanking. That's great multitasking, don't you think?"

"Here's the brush!" Billy said, arriving in a hurry and handing the hairbrush to his older sister. His smile grew larger at the sight of a bare-bottomed Ryan lying across Haley's lap, squirming and whimpering in anticipation.

"Thank you, Billy. Now please go away, Ryan and I are going to talk about some private stuff," she said, and the little boy reluctantly obeyed, noticeably disappointed as he walked out of the room, but he knew well what disobeying his older sister could mean for his bottom. Then Haley gently tapped Ryan's naked bottom with the brush a few times, as if letting him know that the spanking was about to begin. "I hope this will help you stop talking back to me, Ryan. And arriving late, too."

"NO PLEASE! NOT THE BRUSH! NOT THE BRUSH! I DON'T WANNA SPAAANKIIIIING!"

"I know you don't, silly," Haley said, giggling. "But you need a good one, anyway." *WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

"OOOWW! OOOWW! NOOOOOOOO!"

"So anyway, I was going to tell you about sucking Mickey's cock," she said as she spanked, without slowing down for even a bit.

*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

"OOOWW! OOOWW! OOOOOOOWW!”

"God, Ryan, it was DELISH! I totally loved sucking it! It's so big and hard and juicy and... and just totally tasty!”

*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

" OOOOWW! NOOOOOO! OOOOWW!"

"I couldn't take my lips off of it. I licked his balls too, of course. I sucked and sucked for such a long time… I didn't want it to end!"

*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

"WAAAAAA! WAAAAAAA!"

"I guess you don't enjoy it as much as I do when you suck his dick. At least I think you don't. But, oh my god, Ryan, sucking cock is the absolute BEST. I just LOVE IT! And Mickey's cock is so big and meaty and... ooohh, I get shivers just from remembering it!"

*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"I'm going to suck him so much from now on that I'll probably have the taste of his cock in my mouth all day, every day! I guess that means you'll taste it when we kiss. *giggle* Don't worry though, you'll have your chance to keep sucking him nice and regular, too. That'll be funny, when you and me kiss goodnight and taste his dick in each other's lips. *giggle* Soooo cute, right?"

*WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!*

*

The next day at school, Ryan, Deion and Jake met at the restroom at the far, unfinished end of the school, where no one ever went to except for the three of them (and Mickey, when him and Ryan sneaked away for a quick blowjob). With pants and briefs around their ankles, the three boys were comparing evidence of the previous day's spankings, looking at each other's sore, naked bottoms.

"Wow, they really gave it to you yesterday!" Jake told Ryan, staring at his friend's red butt.

"Yeah... it was a pretty bad day, actually. For my ass, I mean," Ryan said, grimacing. "Looks like you guys got it too, from the looks of your own butts."

"Yeah, Jenny gave me the slipper last night, when mom told her that I hadn't done my chores," Jake said. "But we had lots of fun the rest of the day, though! We went skating and then we had some pizza and then we-"

"Wait a second," Ryan said. "You mean... Did Jenny spank you at her place or at your place?"

"At my place. After mom ratted me out, like I said," Jake said. "So, as I was saying, we had pizza and then-"

"But did your mom hear the spanking?" Ryan said, interrupting again.

"Of course she did," Jake said, making a puzzled face. "How couldn't she, with all the crying and everything? I make a hell of a lot of noise when I'm getting it, you know?"

"So your mom knows that Jenny spanks you?" Ryan said, amazed. "And she's ok with that?"

"Sure she's ok," Jake said. "In fact, she was overjoyed when Jenny told her about it. She told Jenny that it was a great idea and that she herself should have started spanking me a long time ago, but her social events and meetings and stuff kept her so busy that she had never even thought about it or taken the time to give me some other sort of discipline. So now she's always encouraging Jenny to keep me on a tight leash and spank my ass frequently so I can grow up to be a proper gentleman. At least that's what she always tells Jenny."

"Holy shit," Ryan said.

"I know," Jake said. "And boy, has Jenny done her proud. She's been spanking me almost every day, and sometimes twice a day! She says I have to remember that she's the woman in our relationship and I'm the little boy. She even did this so I wouldn't forget it," he said, turning around and flashing his privates to his two friends.

Ryan gasped when he saw that Jake's pubes were gone. "What the hell? She shaved you?"

"Actually, she used tweezers," Jake said. "She plucked them out one by one. It fucking hurt when she did it, too. Each and every little hair stung like hell! When they were getting plucked out, I mean. So now I look like the little boy she wants me to remember that I am."

"You don't sound too miserable about it," Ryan said.

Jake shrugged and smiled. "I guess that I really do feel like a little boy, you know? I kind of like her watching out for me and caring for me and everything. If that comes with spankings and losing my pubes and who knows what else, well, I trust her if she feels I need it. She's definitely more mature than I am so it's right that she should be the one in control in our relationship. Do I hate getting spanked? Of course! But I am a little boy and little boys get spanked by their caretakers. And she's my caretaker now, in many ways. Also, I'm really loving the romantic part of having a girlfriend. You know I've always been a sucker for romantic comedies! *giggle*"

"But... but..." Ryan said.

"Let it go, dude," Deion said, rolling his eyes. "Jake's always been kind of a pussy. I mean, no offense Jake, you know we're friends and I love you and everything, but you know you're kind of a pussy, right?"

"Um... I guess so?" Jake said, giggling again.

"See?" Deion said, turning back toward Ryan. "He hates getting spanked, just like you and me do, but at least you and me still feel humiliated by the fact that we're getting it from girls who happen to be our age."

"Ok..." Ryan said. "So what about you, Deion? Are you getting it as bad as us?"

"Oh yeah," Deion said. "Dani loves to spank me all the time and she's always finding the slightest excuse for a warm-up. I mean, she hasn't openly admitted it, but I'm pretty sure she gets off from spanking me. And since she's best friends with Jenny, they compare notes all the time and they give each other advice for our punishments. Just look!"

Just as Jake had done, Deion flashed his privates to his friends. His now very bald privates, that is.

Jake laughed. "She plucked out your pubes, too! Just like Jenny plucked mine!"

"No shit, einstein," Deion said, blushing. "Seems like Dani thought that Jenny's idea was a good one and decided to try it on me."

"I guess this means..." Ryan said, a small smile starting to form in his face. "I guess it means that I'm finally the one who looks less like a little boy, between the three of us. I'm the only one still with pubes!"

Jake and Deion looked at each other. Then back at Ryan. Then, at the same time, they burst out laughing.

Ryan's smile vanished. "But... but I..."

"Yeah, you still got your pubes all right," Deion said. Then he lifted Ryan's shirt and pointed at the brown-haired boy's privates, which were in open sight since his pants and underwear were still at his ankles. "But you also still got your baby-size dick! There's no way anyone looks less like a little boy than you do. No one above 4-years-old, at least!"

Jake and Deion laughed out loud again, while Ryan blushed and hurried to pull up his pants. He wondered if he was ever going to stop feeling embarrassed from other people looking at his diminutive penis. He hadn't even got used to having his two best friends have a laugh about it, and that had been happening for years now!

"So what are you guys doing tonight?" Deion said, as he and Jake pulled up their own pants. "You want to come over and play some Fifa at my place?"

"Can't tonight," Jake said, zipping up his pants. "Jenny and I are going to the movies."

"And I'm going to sleep over at Mickey's," Ryan said.

"Awww, you're having a sleepover at your little friend's house?" Deion said, in a mocking, babyish voice. "Don't forget your crayons and your coloring books."

Ryan blushed even more as his two friends laughed at him yet again. They had always given him a hard time for being friends with a 12-year-old like Mickey. How would they react if they learned that the 12-year-old is also spanking him on a regular basis? "Um... what I mean is that I'm going to babysit him. Right, that's it. His mom asked me to."

"Right, right," Deion said, waving him off. "Anyway, why don't we get together tomorrow and hang around? We'll text each other and set it up."

"Ok, sure," Ryan said. But now that the sleepover at Mickey's had entered his mind, it was difficult to get it out. As the three boys walked out of the restroom and back toward their classrooms, Ryan wondered what the evening had in store for him at the hands of his younger friend.

It had actually been true when he said that Mickey's mom had asked him to sleep over, since she and Mickey's dad were going away on an overnight trip and they didn't want to leave Mickey home alone. They thought that a 14-year-old like Ryan would be responsible enough to look after their little boy. Little did they know that it was Mickey who acted far more responsible than Ryan, and that it was the younger boy who disciplined the older one - by means of a sound spanking! Ryan could feel his buns tingle at the thought of Mickey's firm hand, and he guessed that the odds of staying unspanked for the entire evening were not very good at all.

He sighed and thought that maybe he should start thinking like Jake. Taking spankings for granted, that is. He was now entirely certain that Mickey and Haley were going to be giving it to him quite frequently for the forseeable future, so why even worry about it if it was a certainty? Yes, maybe he should do just like Jake and learn to enjoy the other parts of his relationship with his spankers. The non-spanking parts. And the non-blowjob parts in the case of Mickey, even though he was getting used to sucking the blond boy's dick much, much faster than he was getting used to getting spanked (which is not to say that he enjoyed sucking Mickey's dick, which was still not the case). So yes, he decided that he should try to take for granted the fact that he was probably going to get spanked almost daily from now on. So maybe he should start focusing on limiting those spankings to hand-spankings, and do his best to avoid those awful hairbrushes, belts and every other implement that was sometimes used on his poor bottom.

A standard sleepover and a probably a standard spanking awaited him that night, that much was certain and he could live with that. And some blowjob work too, of course. No biggie. But he was also going to play video games with his friend and maybe watch a movie or something. Fun stuff. That was his life now and he was ready to enjoy the enjoyable parts and endure the less-than-enjoyable parts.

But then a new thought came to him: Why should he accept the certainty of those less-than-enjoyable parts and also accept that his spankers had control over every single little detail about them? Haley and Mickey had taken control over his entire schedule, and he never knew when they going to pull him over their knees or what they were going to spank him with. Mickey also demanded blowjobs at any given time or place, which often changed some of Ryan's plans for the day. Hell, neither Haley nor Mickey ever took the time to comfort him afterwards or offer some soothing words or something.

It was high time that he claimed back some modicum of control over his own life. So he couldn't avoid getting spanked and sucking dick? Ok, so he couldn't. But then he was going to start getting spanked and sucking dick on his terms.

Starting that night.

To be continued...

(The End)