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By the time of my sixteenth birthday of just a few months before, I was very aware of my peculiar sexual interests in males, well in my mind anyway. Back in those days one did not talk about such things and since I tended to be very introverted I had no real experience with other boys, but became a confirmed and obsessed masturbator using nothing but my mind's fantasies about the other attractive high school aged boys at my school.
My parents left me to myself most of the time as they both worked and I was very dependable to take care of myself very well even during the school year. I got excellent grades and that alone bought me freedoms that most other boys did not have.
That summer, it was my dependability that attracted the attention of the family down the street, the Jacobsens. Mrs. Jacobsen had told my Mom that she and her husband would have to spend the greater part of two or three very unexpected weeks out of town taking care of her very ill mother and debilitated father.
Their eldest son, twenty year old son Perry, was going to spend extra time in summer school at his college much too far away to come home every day leaving fourteen year old son, Seth, by himself. Naturally, they were looking for a babysitter for short spells, including someone who could sleep at their house when called on.
The neighborhood sported a good half a dozen girls aged sixteen and up, but Seth was dead set against having a girl babysit him. Hence, my Mom mentioned me and Mrs. Jacobsen was quickly eager to talk to me about the job. I was an only child and had never babysat anyone, but how hard could it be? I knew the Jacobsens, especially Seth but also solder son Perry despite our considerable age difference.
"Seth, you know Tommy, he is going to babysit you while Dad and I are gone," Mrs. Jacobsen smiled at her son in my presence just a short while after I was hired.
Seth looked at me, smiled and shrugged, "OK" and then Mrs. Jacobsen looked at me,
"Seth can be prone to a bit of misbehavior, have you any experience with discipline?"
I felt myself blush. Dad had spanked me once a long time before but I had not thought of it for years,
"Just one spanking for myself, Mam."
"Well, then if he acts up, just ground him to his room for a few hours and tell me or Mr. Jacobsen when you can, OK?"
I nodded, ignoring what in retrospect were the seeds of an interest in discipline that I had no idea was there for me. Nonetheless, for the amount of money the Jacobsens would pay me for sitting Seth, finances trumped everything at the moment.
I had no idea how to keep Seth Jacobsen busy, thank God he was allowed to have his friends over to play with so it was easy the first few days. Seth would have Mark or Jerry over to keep him occupied for hours and I would watch some T.V. or read one of my many books or do cross-word puzzles. His friends would go home quite late and Seth and I would quietly eat pop-corn while watching T.V. and then he seemed satisfied to go to bed without a fuss, simple as pie.
I had not been much for physical play between boys, but that was mostly out of lack of opportunity and imagination for it. Seth, however, was very physical with his friends and they would wrestle, giggling and laughing like crazy at times. I must admit that watching them caused some envy on my part, even my libido to spike a bit; but the first time they started to play their "spanking games," I would put down my book and just stare, transfixed.
One boy would be declared the loser of their little wrestling matches and passively lay across the other's lap and take hand spanks, sometimes quite hard. Not only that, the spanked boy would urge the other on, "Harder!" and sure enough, the guy on top would really put some arm into it. All they would do is giggle and carry on after that.
After a couple days of these games between Seth and his buddies, I was getting a boner sitting up on the couch and realized after awhile that it was the penalties, the play-spankings that was driving my lust as much as the body contact. I tested my theory that night as I lay alone, Seth in his own bedroom, me actually in Perry's old room, laying nude on my tummy pretending I was getting a penalty spanking from an imaginary boy.
That was pretty hot in itself, but nothing compared to when I dared to imagine that Perry Jacobsen might catch me masturbating in his bedroom and punish me with a small hairbrush that I found in his dresser drawer. I smacked my naked bum with it and that nearly drove me nuts with lust! I was instantly hooked on spanking as a turn-on, my masturbations would never be the same, nor so satisfying and I had no compunction about flipping over onto my back and shooting my sperm up to my chest as I lay alone on Perry's bed.
Mr. and Mrs. Jacobsen finally returned to their home for a few days, leaving me alone at my home to develop my fantasizes both about spanking boys, maybe even Seth and his friends and then being spanked, maybe over Perry's knee and then beating myself off over and over again.
I not so patiently awaited my next stint over at the Jacobsen's house and when it happened, I found myself alone with Seth, none of his friends available to play that day. Seth asked me to wrestle with him. I nervously said, "No," just out of a cautious gut feeling; but Seth was a very charming boy whom I liked a lot and just a little begging on his part had me on my hands and knees on the carpet in no time at all.
Seth was a natural athletic type and though he was significantly physically smaller than me, had the ability to pretty much have his way with me had he wished; but apparently had no such aspirations. In any case, we tussled, me in a T-shirt, bare feet and blue jeans, he bare foot, bare-chested and wearing only a loose pair of soccer shorts over his white Fruties (Fruit-of-the-Loom brand boy's underwear).
From the first, I loved the boy to boy body contact and not at all put off by the salty sweat-droplets that were flying off of his naked torso and into my face; but was also doing a yeoman's job of controlling my urge to pop a boner in his presence, that us until, I swear it, Seth engineered it for me to win the first match.
"You won Tommy! Now you have to give me ten hard spanks!" and voluntarily slid himself across my knees. I was panting, felt his submissive body weight across my lap and then looked down at a pair of soccer shorts filled with two very rounded and attractive bottom cheeks. Not only that, he pouched them upwards.
I gulped, raised my palm and gave him two tentative smacks, one on each side, my first!
"Harder! Come on Tommy, you're my baby-sitter, you're suppose to spank hard!"
"OK," I said a bit breathlessly, feeling an uncontrollable boner filling my trousers that caused me to inch his side away from my tummy just a little.
I spanked Seth harder, even to the point of causing my hand to tingle a little, the thrill of it building into a not so subtle instant desire to do it again and again with him or any willing boy!
"Good!" he said enthusiastically, "Come on, let's keep going!"
I was understandably reluctant. How was I going to hide my boner from him? Would he freak out if he discovered it? And yet, I wanted more, so against better judgment I agreed, hoping Seth Jacobsen even more naïve about such things than I was. So we went at it again, me trying to keep my boner out of the way.
In fact, I got to spank Seth three more times that session fully boned up with Seth saying not a thing though I was sure he had rubbed up against it a number of times without me ever detecting that he reacted the same as I. Fatigue, thirst and hunger then took over and we stopped, both of up resting up on our knees.
Seth got a twinkle in his eye and looking at my swollen groin, dropped his bomb,
"Nice boner Tommy, that's happened to Perry before, it's no big deal. Come on, let's go get that cold lemonade!"
Seth bounded up and disappeared into the kitchen leaving me in a state of immobility, my heart pounding away with my mind in a state of helpless bewilderment over Seth's announcement and I delayed going to the kitchen so long that he ended up poking his head around the corner,
"You waiting for an engraved invitation or something? Come on!"
Needless to say, everything changed after that, at least in my mind. Assuming Seth knew what he was talking about, the very idea that Perry Jacobsen, Seth's big brother, might have similar feelings to mine took over most of my conscious thought for the next several days while Mr. and Mrs. Jacobsen returned home and didn't need my babysitting services for awhile anyway.
For the next few days, I would go to bed having masturbated a minimum of twice in the shower and then twice more in my bed with a white tube sock, but not before carefully acquiring one of my Mom's old unused hairbrushes to tingle my bare buns in bed. All I could think about was spanking Seth, me boned up and Perry catching me at it, then spanking me bare butt over Perry's lap while Seth grinned down on my humiliation, all the while Perry humping my side. Wow, hot!
* * * * * * * * * *
The news that Perry Jacobsen had finally come home for good for the summer from college made me sad at first, but I was also glad that temptation would no longer plague me. I could carry on as I did before, alone, but armed with my mind's new and exciting sexual fantasies, grateful for having discovered a new turn-on ten times hotter than just ordinary boy on boy sexual stuff.
Imagine my surprise when soon after, I got a phone call one from Seth,
"Hey it's me Tommy. Perry and I want you to come over and hang out. Mom and Dad are off for a few days taking care of my grandparents again."
"Oh? Really?" I said, my voice catching and my tummy flirting with paranoid butterflies. Hang out? Doing what? Should I say no? What had Seth said to Perry about me? Was it a trap for Perry to confront me about my boners with Seth?
"Yea! Perry says as soon as you can. We're going to barbecue and everything. Bring your toothbrush, you can sleep over too, fun huh?"
A sleep-over? Me? I had never done a sleep-over. Why would twenty year old Perry Jacobsen agree to that? I was not one of Seth's same-aged friends; but even more curiosity overwhelmed any caution at that point.
"OK, sure, I'll be over in a bit," and I hung up the phone and took a few moments to calm my excitement. What could be the harm? If Perry was just being nice and seemed not to be as friendly as Seth suggested, I could just leave. I'd go and see what might happen and just live from moment to moment.
"Hey kiddo, long time! Remember when you were twelve and we all went to the lake on the Fourth Of July?" Perry greeted me at the door.
"Yea, I do" I smiled mechanically distracted by Perry and Seth standing together as I walked in, both of them dressed down to nothing but soccer shorts leaving me feeling way over-dressed in my T and blue jeans.
"Come on Tommy, you and I are going to take on Perry, right Perry?"
"In your dreams! I can beat both of you with one hand tied behind my back!" Perry bragged back grinning ear to ear.
I at least had the sense to pull off my T-shirt before I piled into the exciting mass of male torsos, hands, feet, arms and legs all of which got sweaty quite quickly. I think I was so cautious feeling I didn't even get aroused and took all my other cues from Perry.
Seth on the other hand quickly got a bit over-excited and out of hand, something I had not seen him do before having never been around him and Perry at the same time. Perry was easily handling both of us, albeit I was not being a tenth as aggressive as Seth was; but frustration finally got the best of Seth who punched Perry hard in the arm in a spate of obvious frustration shouting,
"You big bully!"
"Calm down Seth, you're starting to get carried away," Perry cautioned as I kneeled a bit away from them. Seth looked at me, his mouth a bit pouty and then hands on hips replied sarcastically,
"Bite me Perry!"
I knew my share of swear words and insulting phrases and also knew that I had better not say any of them in front of adult authority or risk a good scolding at the least.
To his credit, Perry just pointed his finger at Seth,
"Knock it off Seth, you know Mom's and Dad's rules about swearing."
I was fascinated. I had never witnessed this kind of tension between brothers and thought that the otherwise mild-mannered Seth would back down.
"Suck my dick!" Seth said next with a strange kind of teen bravado and defiance with which I was not familiar.
My mouth dropped opened and I looked at Perry who sighed, stood, calmly grabbed his little brother by the shoulder and took him over to the couch with but a little resistance,
"No! I'm sorry Perry, don't! I'm sorry!"
Talk about dreadfully exciting! When I realized what was going to happen, I made sure to sit quietly and draw my knees up to my chest to hide my inevitable reaction.
"You're going to be sorry alright," Perry said as he pulled Seth's soccer shorts and Fruities down to his ankles and then pulled Seth's slender torso forward onto the couch cushion with his creamy white naked thighs helplessly straddled over the end of Perry's knee.
For just a brief wonderful moment, I could see Seth's open butt-crack and his hairless boy hole and I threw a complete boner; but it was quickly hidden by both of Seth's hands flying back, palms up, in an effort to protect his tender cheeks from the inevitable.
I could easily sense that Seth's reaction was rhetorical. He was not kicking or wiggling at all,
"Please don't spank me Perry, I'm sorry! I know I got carried away, I'm sorry big brother!"
I so wanted to see Perry just blister Seth's cute bare bottom, I wanted to see his hole again too; but the way Seth's voice warbled with his seemingly sincere entreaty, I was caught up in the drama of forgiveness as well.
"This has happened before Seth and I let you off. I should tan your hide good little bro, but since we have a guest, I'm going to give you just ten hard spanks. Now take your hands away."
"Yes! Take your hands away Seth," I silently urged Seth, my heart pounding away in my chest and even more blood into my already rigid dick.
Seth did and then pushed his hips up exposing his boy hole even more to my grateful eyes!
"OK little bro, hang on!" and Perry's arm raised high and then swooped down and his rigid palm smacked Seth's highly raised boy bum with a loud crack!
Seth groaned and his bottom wiggled a bit. He shouted out "One!"
I could already see the beginning of Perry's red hand print when the next spank came. Seth groaned louder, "Two!" and he stayed still although his eyes were squeezed shut and head bounced up and down a bit.
Each spank after that gradually made Seth's eyes open up more and his face reddened, but not as much as his ass. Seth finally shouted,
"Seven, no more please!" and his hands flew back again. I had to agree that those seven swats of Perry's big hand were not easy ones at all.
"Just three more Seth, take your hands away or I will blister your fanny a lot more!" and the hands quickly disappeared. Perry then gave Seth the last three rapidly and Seth replaced the counting with loud ouches instead.
Perry helped Seth up to standing, Seth's hands quickly rubbing his inflamed backside before he pulled up his underwear and soccer shorts,
"I'll behave Perry, I promise," Seth said sounding plenty sincere.
"Good, now go to your room to calm down and I'll come and get you in a little while," Perry said and Seth quickly nodded, just glanced at me on the way and trotted down the hallway to his room.
Perry smiled down on me, "Sorry about that Tommy, Seth is still a little immature and gets carried away, you OK?"
I was so turned on physically and emotionally at the moment, but I did cautiously reply,
"Um, yea, no problem, I understand," as my heart still pounded and I was feeling a strange stew of envy, lust, guilt for my lust and just plain need.
"Hey, Seth really likes you, he said you were a good sitter. I'm gonna let Seth cool his heels for awhile, want to keep going, just you and me?"
There could only be one outcome of any wrestling about I did with Perry, he would win and I would end up across his knees with my boner giving away my secret lusts. I just sat there a moment and calculated the risk. What if Perry took offence? Was Seth's comment about him boning up with Seth in the past, real?
Sometimes you just have to have some guts, so I nodded, "Sure!"
"Great!" Perry said and got back onto the carpet with me.
To his credit Perry did not try to overwhelm me at all, in fact I got the feeling that something else was happening and sure enough, after a while our body contact confirmed that Perry was as boned up as much as I was! What to do? I had no experience for this kind of thing, so I decided to just let him decide and when the chance came and Perry won, I just flopped across his knees,
"Oh, oh, you win Perry!" I said, my boner rubbing pretty hard into his strong thigh.
"Yup, looks like you get spanks!" Perry said seeming to ignore my boner. I could feel his rubbing on my side just a little but made no moves just yet.
"Hey, no fair, you're wearing jeans, not soft soccer shorts," Perry said.
"They're loose, just pull 'em down, I'm wearing shorts underneath," I replied, my excitement greater than it had ever been.
The dare to myself and Perry worked. Perry did just that and boy, did my dick feel good without the denim layer against the bare skin of his thigh.
"OK kiddo, ten hard ones, ready?" he asked. I nodded, "Ready" and then pushed my hips up. Perry seemed to pause and I didn't dare look at him.
The first spank came, a solid smack but not too bad and then the second and third and by then my butt was painfully tingling, but not so much that it would prevent me from grinding my hips and hard dick into his thigh and that made me moan without wanting to.
"Oh yea, keep that butt up high Tommy," Perry urged me and I obeyed. Seven more spanks rained down onto my sweat moistened undies each one telling my dick that despite the sting, that this was a good thing, a very good thing!
Suddenly, from the hallway entrance there stood Seth, "Perry, I need to pee!" and I jumped up from Perry's lap and brought my knees up to my chest.
"Fine, go pee Seth and then get back to your room!" Perry said, I think a little exasperated.
No matter, the spell was broken, at least for then.
The three of us did other things for the rest of the day and into the evening including a delicious barbecue and it was all I could do to not wish that I was wrestling with Seth's big brother again. I wanted Seth to go somewhere else and then find an excuse to hang around just Perry, but felt bad about wanting to exclude Seth.
I need not have worried however and I guess luck was just on my side for once in my life that summer. Seth's friend Mark called and begged Seth to go over his house for the night, including a sleep-over.
Being fourteen sometimes makes you want to change your mind quickly about two things you might want to do and Seth clearly wanted to be with Mark. I would guess that most of the time, Perry would not have let Seth go on account of me. In this case, Perry and I were on the same page without either of us really knowing it. He let Seth go.
"Maybe I better go home?" I asked, just to give Perry an out in case I was wrong and Perry was not at all interested in me or in what had happened between us.
"Naw, stay. You're a great guy Tommy and I don't want to be alone tonight," Perry replied to my delight!
Funny, after Seth left, Perry got a little shy or I had completely misinterpreted our earlier encounter. We were sitting on the couch in front of the T.V. with a bowl of popcorn but I didn't want to watch T.V. so I took a chance,
"Hey, let's wrestle again," I said ready to hear him say he was not interested, but Perry turned his head, grinned and nodded, "Go for it Tommy!"
I went for it alright. I was wearing a pair of Perry's soccer short collection and piled into him, getting my "Seth" on. By that I mean I wanted to provoke Perry and did. After some tussling around, I smacked him in the arm and then backed off.
He looked at me with a knowing grin, "Do that again Tommy and I'll put you over my knee!"
I smiled my best knowing grin, "Bite me Perry, I dare you!" got up and ran down the hallway to his room and went inside. Perry was right at the doorway,
"You're gonna get it Tommy!" and came over to me, sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me to between his knees.
I did nothing to prevent him as I helplessly nursed an instant boner in my shorts, but those were down at my ankles in a quick New York moment. I stood there naked now, fully exposed to him, fully exposed to an older boy for the first time in a state of full arousal.
"I know you've got boners before, Seth said so," I said shaking like a leaf at my audacity hoping he would understand.
"Yea, I have, looks like you and I are a lot alike Tommy … you want me to stop?" he quickly replied.
A huge shiver coursed down my body,
"No, please spank me Perry, as much as you want!" I dared.
"I'll do more than just that unless you say no," he said. I gulped and trusted him,
"I don't care, I'm just so horny right now," and blushed.
"Good," he smiled, "You won't be sorry Tommy. I've done this before in college, so just relax and lay over my knee."
I had never been so excited and turned-on as well as so worried and anxious and yet so comfortable. Perry Jacobsen, whoever he would be into the future, right then was an instant crush for me, my first. His expert hand firmly fisted my dick as his other hand gave me hot, exciting spanks that alternately stung like the devil only to be rubbed into an impossible to describe sexual burn that longed to be satisfied.
He laid hot spanks onto my needy upturned bottom cheeks and urged me to satisfy myself and I did, humping his fist until I shot a load into his hand, onto his thigh and into my own pubes. In fact, I masturbated himself over his knee like that, twice. I stood up after that and watched Perry thrust his shorts and undies down a ways, grab onto his own hard pole and shoot a load halfway across the space between his bed and dresser.
After that, Perry was if anything a wonderful and gentle teacher. He sat me down and upon finding this was my very first time with another boy, assured me that whatever I was feeling, it was good and what we did was both good and natural. It was kind of his way of helping me to understand that though others may never understand, he always would.
For the rest of the evening, Perry Jacobsen regaled me with stories of boy with boy lust in college and made me want to go wherever he had found those experiences. I slept that night in his room on the floor, but sleep was interrupted twice by a burning desire to masturbate with him again. Perry even let me give him a hand job, my first touch of another boy's cock! Nothing else happened between us, not then anyway; but I truly felt a sense that I was not alone in the world with my feelings, a welcome relief indeed.
* * * * * * * * * *
I spent a goodly amount of time with the Jacobsens the rest of the summer, but it always included Mom and Dad with Seth and Perry. Perry had a job to go to after awhile and in any case, returned to college that fall.
I remained great friends with Seth and though there were odd times when he and I were alone, I never did get to spank him again; but that didn't mean that such things were out of my life forever, far from it.
I patiently waded through high school and into college, the same one that Perry Jacobsen had gone to. I kept touch with Perry along the way and had some great times with him and others far from his and my parents.
What happened to me in college? Lots of hot times, that's what; but none of it quite as special as those first times that summer when I babysat Seth Jacobsen.
The End
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