A Spanko’s Awakening

By Pixote

Pixote.fna@mail.com

Copyright 2025 by Pixote all rights reserved

[6,534 words]

“A Spanko’s Awakening”

Victor Grayson relaxed in his recliner, reading the latest news on his iPad. He missed the good old days when the fresh ink would blacken his fingertips as he read the newspaper. The smell and feel of the morning edition remained a vivid memory of times past.

Things have changed since his wife passed away four years ago. He lived alone in the three-bedroom duplex he and his wife purchased shortly after the birth of their first child. His friends thought he should sell the home, advising him it was too large for a widower to maintain.

They didn’t understand that he wasn’t living alone in the house. He lived with the memories of his wife. The memories of their two boys, who had shared the home until they graduated, married, and left to raise their own families. No, he would never be alone.

His oldest son, Erik, was convinced that he needed companionship. Or was it just an excuse to have him drop off Victor’s grandson, Bobby, to spend the summer?

Victor loved Bobby and looked forward to his extended visitations. This was the third consecutive year Bobby had come to stay with him. Having just turned thirteen, Victor could tell Bobby was finally entering puberty, as evidenced by his sudden growth spurt and crackling voice. This didn’t surprise Victor, as his son Erik didn’t begin to show signs of sexual maturity until he was thirteen.

Yes, like father, like son.

However, unlike Erik, Bobby had also become incredibly body-shy.

Unbeknownst to Bobby, Victor stole a quick glimpse of him on the last trip to the Municipal Pool as he changed out of his swimming suit to get dressed before leaving for home. He was curious if there was anything that he might notice that would cause Bobby to be excessively modest.

Victor really wasn’t able to judge Bobby’s genital growth since it was the first time he had ever seen Bobby naked. Still, he did notice some hair directly above his penis. Not much more than the beginning of a faint mustache, but enough to announce his coming of age. He was also surprised Bobby was circumcised since his Dad was uncut.

Victor heard a loud commotion from Bobby’s bedroom, just a short distance down the hall. Thirteen-year-old Cody (Bobby’s classmate and the son of Victor’s next-door neighbor) spent every hour his parents would permit at his house during Bobby’s summer visits. From the sounds he heard, he figured the boys were wrestling.

Victor became concerned when it sounded like Bobby was crying out in pain. Just as he was about to go investigate, the noise stopped. Then, the sound of two boys scampering down the hall. Victor pretended not to notice the boys peeking at him from the entrance to the hallway. Suppressing a grin, he looked at his iPad as if preoccupied.

Bobby whispered, “Grandpa, are you awake?”

Victor looked up and smiled at Bobby, standing in front of his recliner.

“Yes. I was catching up on the local news.” Victor put his iPad down on the end table next to his recliner. “You look like you’re scared. Is there something wrong? Where’s Cody?”

Bobby waved at Cody, frantically motioning for his friend to join him. Cody ran over to stand behind Bobby, peeking at Victor over Bobby’s shoulder.

“There you are! Why are you hiding behind Bobby?”

Bobby stepped to the side, then stepped back to stand beside Cody. Victor was amused when he then noticed both boys had their hands covering their genitals, standing barefoot, dressed in T-shirts and shorts. He assumed they both must be hiding erections, which was very common for boys their age.

“Mr. G., I wasn’t hiding.” Cody blushed, “Are you having a lovely day?”

Bobby looked at Cody, giggling, not believing his friend would ask such a stupid question. Cody shrugged. He didn’t know what else to say.

“Why, it so happens I am. Thanks for asking.”

Cody elbowed Bobby as if to say, “See, it wasn’t such a dumb question!”

“Grandpa.”

“Yes, Bobby. I know you’re up to something. What do you want?” Victor reached for his wallet and pulled it out. “Let me guess, you want money to see the new Spider-Man movie. How much...”

Bobby interrupted, “No, Grandpa, that’s not what I was going to ask.”

Cody elbowed Bobby, “DUH!”

Bobby grinned, “But since you are offering, that would be great.”

“Would twenty be enough?”

“Thanks, Grandpa. You’re the best!” As Bobby took the twenty-dollar bill from Victor, Cody grabbed it from Bobby to put it in his pocket.

When Bobby protested, Cody countered, “My shorts have pockets. Yours don’t!”

Victor could not help but laugh at the boys’ playful behavior. He also now knew for sure that both boys had been hiding boners, tenting their shorts, as they forgot to remain covered when retrieving the money for the movies.

“Bobby, if you didn’t come to me about going to the movies, what did you want to ask?”

Bobby hesitated. Cody once again hid behind Bobby despite trying to get him to stand beside him.

“Cody, stop being so shy. Stand beside Bobby.”

Cody moved to stand beside Bobby, and both boys once again covered their groins.

“What’s going on? I’ve never seen the two of you blush so much!”

“Grandpa, remember when you once told me that even if I messed up, you’d still love me?”

“Yes. Why? Did you do something I would disapprove of?”

“Grandpa, you said all I needed to do was to admit my mistake. Never lie. To be honest. You said that would be the way to prove I trusted you.”

“Yes, Bobby, I remember. If you mess up, being honest with me is very important. I assume you did something you want to confess to me?”

“Grandpa, you told me I can always ask you questions about anything, and you would never get upset or make fun of me, no matter what it was I asked.”

“Yes, Bobby. That’s right! Now, out with it. What’s going on?”

Again, hesitating, Bobby asked, “Do you promise you won’t get mad?”

“I promise. I won’t be mad. I’ll always love you. Now, spit it out!”

“Well, Cody and I kinda borrowed your iPad after you went to bed to check out things on the internet.”

Victor nodded. “I was wondering why my iPod battery always needed to be recharged in the mornings. I was worried that something was wrong with it.” Sensing more was afoot, he encouraged Bobby: “Go ahead; what else is there you need to confess?”

“Well, last week, we noticed you didn’t turn off the iPod when you went to bed. You were viewing a website with stories about boys being spanked.”

Victor was now the one who was blushing. The website he enjoyed was not appropriate for boys as young as Bobby and Cody. “Please tell me you didn’t read any of the stories posted there!”

“I’m sorry, Grandpa. We have been reading the stories every night after you go to bed. We like them a lot. The boys who get spanked do a lot of sexy stuff that Cody and I want to try. But when we spank each other, we don’t seem to be doing it right. We don’t have the same feelings the boys in the stories have when they’re spanked. It really hurts to be spanked.”

Victor quickly devised a devilish plan and began to implement it.

“It’s because you need someone to teach you how to spank each other for sexual pleasure, not just as a punishment. It’s not as simple as you might think.”

“Grandpa. Can you teach us how to do it so it’s fun, like in the stories?”

Victor sat up in his recliner to answer Bobby’s question. “Bobby, you’re already blushing. It’ll be embarrassing for you to have me teach you the art of erotic spanking. Are you sure you want me to do this for you?”

“Yes, Grandpa. I’m sure.”

“Cody, you’re already so embarrassed that you have tried to hide behind Bobby. Are you sure you want me to teach the two of you the art of spanking for sexual gratification?”

“Please, Mr. G., will you teach us how to have fun like the boys in the stories on the website?”

“If I agree to do this for you boys, do you promise me you’ll not change your mind once we begin? Or will you be too embarrassed to do what I tell you? In other words, will you prove that you’re no longer little kids and follow the instructions I’ll give you?”

Cody was adamant. “I’m a teenager. I’m not a little kid!”

Bobby added, “I now have hair down there, so I’m no longer a little kid!”

Cody grinned, “I bet I have more hair than you!”

Bobby shook his head, “No way!”

“Yes, way!!”

“Last night, after I got out of the shower, I counted twenty-two hairs. How many do you have?”

Cody grinned. “Too many to count.”

Victor chuckled, “BOYS! Are you guys telling me you’ve never seen each other naked?”

Bobby and Cody were embarrassed to admit they hadn’t.

“Don’t you see each other naked in the showers after gym class?”

The boys shook their heads no. “Grandpa, after we began returning to school following the COVID outbreak, they no longer require us to shower after gym class.”

“The boys in the stories you read are usually given bare-bottom spankings. If you’ve never seen each other naked, what were you wearing when you spanked each other?”

Bobby shrugged. “We removed our shirts but kept our shorts on.”

Cody added, “But the spanking hurt, so we decided to put pajama bottoms over the shorts.”

“And it still hurt a lot!” Bobby was curious, “Grandpa, what were we doing wrong?”

“Bobby, it’s supposed to hurt when you’re spanked. You read the stories. The boys cried when they were spanked.”

Bobby was still confused. “Then why did they get excited after being spanked?”

Cody was also confused. “Yeah, they always seemed to do sexy stuff after being spanked. Why would they do that if the spankings made them cry?”

Victor motioned the boys to come closer. They took two steps forward but stopped.

Pointing at the floor in front of his recliner, he demanded, “Get over here.”

The boys stood side by side directly in front of Victor.

“First thing, move your hands to your sides. You look silly covering your erections.”

Both boys froze in place. Victor reached out to grab their wrists, forcing them to do as he instructed.

“I thought you both told me you were no longer little kids?”

“Grandpa, we didn’t want you to see our boners.”

“That’s good. The fact that you’re embarrassed for me to see your boners, even if they are hidden inside your shorts, means you are no longer little kids.”

“Mr. G., why does that mean we’re big kids?”

“When you were little kids, say five or six years old, it didn’t bother you to be seen naked by your mother or father when they gave you a bath. You’d run around the house naked if they didn’t make you get dressed. But then, as you got older, it became embarrassing for you to be seen naked by anyone, especially your parents.”

Bobby and Cody looked at each other and giggled, pushing their butts forward to show off the tenting of their shorts made by their boners.

“Mr. G., you still haven’t explained why the boys enjoyed being spanked even when it hurt and made them cry.”

“Boys, have your parents ever spanked you?”

Cody nodded, “Yes. But my Dad didn’t pull my pants down.”

Bobby shook his head, “No. Dad said you never spanked him, so he wouldn’t spank me.”

“Mr. G., if you don’t believe in spankings, how can you teach us how to spank?”

Victor grinned, “If you’re big boys, you can keep a secret, right?”

Bobby and Cody swore they wouldn’t tell anyone the secret Victor was going to share.

“Bobby, your Dad didn’t want to admit to you that I spanked him.”

“But why would he lie to me?”

“Because your Dad was a spanko.” Victor realized from the boys’ expressions that they didn’t understand. “A spanko is someone who enjoys being spanked. It causes them to become not only embarrassed but sexually excited. That’s what you boys fail to understand. It’s the combination of pain and humiliation that drives sexual fantasies for those who have a spanking fetish. Many of the boys in the stories you like are spankos.”

“Dad was a spanko?”

“Yes, Bobby. When I spanked your Dad, there were times he climaxed while I spanked him.”

Bobby was confused. “Climaxed?”

“Boys, I’m sure you play with your boners?”

Both boys couldn’t believe he’d ask them such a question. They eventually nodded, confirming that they had played with their boners.

“So you know how to jerk off?” The boys again nodded. “Do you ejaculate?” Victor had to expand on the question, “Does your boner begin to feel really good, and white stuff shoots out?”

“Yes, and sometimes I wake up and find I made a big mess I need to clean up.”

Cody was surprised, “That happens to you?”

Bobby nodded, “Yes.”

“Me too! I thought something was wrong.”

“Grandpa, why do you want to know about this stuff?”

“Because you seemed confused when I said your Dad climaxed when I spanked him. You see, and remember this is a secret, your Dad enjoyed me spanking him so much that the white stuff, what we call cum, would shoot out of his boner all over my legs and the floor.”

“OH! WOW! Mr. G., I remember reading a story about a boy who did that when he was paddled.”

“From what I have learned about you boys, I have a feeling you both might have a spanking fetish. You’re no longer little kids. You’re embarrassed to be seen naked. Plus, you’re sexually mature enough to jerk off and cum. You’re prime candidates.”

“Grandpa, does that mean you’ll teach us how to spank like in the stories?”

“You boys have to both agree. Remember, it will be the most embarrassing thing you have ever been asked to do. It’ll also hurt to be spanked. But, if you do everything I teach you, I’m positive you’ll experience the same feelings the boys you read about.”

“You boys decide if you want to continue. Remember, I’ll not allow you to change your decision once we begin. Be sure you are willing to do everything I instruct you to do. I’ll be right back. I need to get something from my bedroom.”

A few minutes later, Victor returned with a surprise for the boys.

“Grandpa, what’s that?”

Bobby pointed to an old ping-pong paddle that Victor returned with. It looked weird. It was made of clear plastic and had many holes drilled in the area where you hit the ball.

“This is what I refer to as my bottom tenderizer.”

“Bottom tenderi...”

Victor interrupted Bobby, “Boys, what have you decided?”

“Grandpa, we agree. We’ll do everything you ask us to do.”

“How about you, Cody? Are you sure you agree to this as well? Even though you’re both thirteen, you seem more embarrassed and less sure of yourself.”

“I can do anything Bobby can do.” Cody gave Bobby a friendly shove.

Bobby grinned and pushed back. “Bet you can’t.”

“Yes, I can!”

Victor interrupted, “Well, I guess we’ll know soon enough. Shall we get started?”

“NOW?”

“Yes.”

The boys looked at each other, shrugged, and then nodded in response to Victor’s question.

“Bobby, Cody, we must prepare you both to be spanked. The very first thing you probably noticed in the stories you read was that the boys were made to expose themselves before being spanked. In some stories, they just dropped their pants. Other stories had them drop their pants and underwear. I think the best stories were when the boys were forced to be totally naked.”

“Yes, Grandpa, those are my favorite stories. The ones where they have to take off all of their clothes.”

“Do you agree, Cody? Are those your favorite stories?”

Cody was slightly suspicious about why Mr. G. would ask this, but nodded yes.

“Bobby. I want you to take off Cody’s T-shirt and toss it onto the couch.”

Both boys looked at each other, then at Victor, surprised at what he had said.

“NOW!”

Bobby grabbed the bottom of Cody’s T-shirt and pulled it up and off, leaving Cody feeling awkward. Mr. G. had never seen him without a T-shirt except once when they went swimming together at the pool. But, for some reason, this seemed different.

Victor was surprised that Cody had no hair in his armpits, despite bragging that he had a lot of pubic hair.

“Cody, remove Bobby’s T-shirt.”

Bobby wasn’t as embarrassed. His Grandpa had seen him without a T-shirt many times, but he still reached down to grab hold of his boner, suspecting what was going to happen next.

“Okay, now, remember, you guys swore you would do everything I tell you. Bobby, I want you to take Cody’s shorts off.”

Just as Bobby reached to unsnap Cody’s shorts, “No. You can’t!”

“Cody. Put your hands on your head!”

“But, Mr. G., I’m not wearing any underwear!”

Bobby giggled, “I’m not either.”

Cody grinned. “Really? You don’t have anything on under your shorts?”

Bobby nodded. “I’m going commando.”

“Well, boys, you’re both going to be naked sooner than I thought. Now, Cody, hands on top of your head. Bobby, go ahead and remove Cody’s shorts.”

“But, Mr. G.! You’ll see my boner!”

“Yes, I will see both of you naked, with boners, bare butts, and everything from head to toe. Now, no more delays. Bobby, take off his shorts.”

Bobby got on his knees in front of Cody. He unsnapped the shorts and pulled down the zipper. Cody’s shorts dropped to the floor. Cody’s three-and-a-half-inch uncut boner sprang free, surprising Bobby. Cody stepped out of the shorts, allowing Bobby to toss them onto the couch.

“Cool! You still have skin covering the head of your boner!”

Cody was relieved. “You really like my boner?”

“Yes! You look just like my Dad.”

Victor was curious. “Bobby. You’ve seen your Dad naked?”

“Yeah. One time, I used the toilet to pee when Dad was in the shower. He got mad when I forgot and flushed the toilet.”

Victor grinned; yes, that would be a shocker.

“Cody, it’s your turn. Bobby, put your hands on top of your head. Cody, take off Bobby’s shorts.”

Cody was quick about it, wanting to see his friend naked. He was also surprised, expecting to see Bobby’s cock to look like his since he said his Dad was uncut. Instead, Bobby’s circumcised boner stood proud at four inches.”

Victor enjoyed the sight of the two beautiful boys standing before him, both completely naked. Bobby and Cody were smiling, checking each other out, not trying to hide it.

“Cody. Turn around so Bobby and I can see your bottom.”

Cody turned to face away from Victor. Bobby and Victor checked out Cody’s cute butt cheeks.

“Bobby, I know you want to touch him. Go ahead and rub Cody’s bottom.”

Both boys giggled as Bobby rubbed his palm over both of Cody’s butt cheeks.

“Now, Cody, turn back around. Now it’s your turn, Bobby. Turn around so Cody and I can have a chance to see your bottom.”

Bobby faced away from Victor. Cody stroked his hands gently over Bobby’s bottom cheeks without being told, causing both boys to whisper to each other. Victor grinned as he overheard the boys agreeing they needed to do this again.

Okay, face forward. When both boys stood facing Victor, he knew what they wanted to do next. 

“I want you both to reach over and feel your friend’s balls, then check out his boner. I’ll time you. You have three minutes. You can always do this longer after we’re finished.”

Victor watched while Bobby and Cody enjoyed touching and examining their friend’s genitals. Both boys were gentle as they played with their balls, hanging in loose sacks. They seemed fascinated by the feel of each other’s smooth scrotums. They then stroked each other’s boners a dozen times before Victor told them they needed to stop.”

“Cody, didn’t I hear you tell Bobby you had too many hairs to count?”

Bobby had forgotten. “You Lied! You don’t have any hair!”

Cody blushed, trying to find an excuse. “I shaved them off.”

Victor knew he was trying to cover up the truth, that he hadn’t started growing pubes. However, Victor also realized this was a significant embarrassment for Cody. He decided to help him out.

“Wow, Cody, you did a great job shaving your pubes! Do you mind if I feel?” Before Cody could answer, Victor reached over, rubbing his palm over the peach fuzz just above the base of Cody’s boner. “Very nice, Cody. Bobby, feel how smooth Cody is.”

Bobby took it a step further, grabbing hold of Cody’s boner to allow him greater access to his shaven pubes. “Grandpa is right. I love the way it feels.”

“You’re serious? Are you mad at me for not telling you before?”

“Yes, I wouldn’t lie. And no, I’m not mad. I like the way it feels. I wish I were that smooth.”

Victor could bet Bobby was trying to make Cody feel better.

“Bobby, why don’t you have Cody shave off your pubes?”

Bobby’s head snapped around to look at his Grandpa, his mouth open but unable to speak.

“Mr. G., I’d be too nervous. I wouldn’t want to hurt Bobby.”

Victor chuckled. That was a good excuse. Cody didn’t really know how to shave his friend.

“Tell you what. Cody, go to my bathroom. A can of shaving cream and a double-edged razor are on my sink vanity. Bring them and a towel to me, and I’ll shave Bobby’s pubes for him.”

“Grandpa, that’s okay; we can always do it later when we have more time.”

Victor was thinking, “Good try, Bobby.”

“Nonsense, we have plenty of time.” Victor put the squeeze play into effect. “Didn’t you just say that you wished you were as smooth as Cody?”

Bobby nodded, unable to escape his Grandpa’s trap.

Just then, Cody came running over with the shaving supplies. Victor grinned, seeing Cody’s boner and balls bouncing around as he ran, uncovered.

“Okay, Bobby, sit on my lap with your back leaning against my chest.” Victor helped him get into position. Looking over Bobby’s shoulder, he pointed to his erection. Cody, I need you to move Bobby’s boner so it isn’t in the way while I shave his pubes.

Cody knelt before Bobby, wrapping his fingers around Bobby’s boner. The boys grinned at each other as Cody used his other hand to cup Bobby’s balls, his fingertips brushing the smooth spot hidden behind his scrotum.

Victor spread some shaving cream to cover Bobby’s sparse growth of hair above the base of his boner. As he gently removed the twenty-two hairs, Bobby’s pride and joy, he whispered so only Bobby would hear, “Don’t worry, I promise the hair will grow back really fast.”

Wiping the remaining shaving cream from Bobby’s pubic area with the towel, Victor encouraged Cody to feel how smooth Bobby was.

“Bobby! You’re smooth, just like me.”

Bobby reached down to feel, then turned to look at Victor. “Thanks, Grandpa.”

“Believe me when I say it was my pleasure,” Victor said as he remembered years ago, when his son, Erik, would ask him to shave his pubes every weekend, once he realized how good it felt to be smooth. “Anytime you want me to shave you again, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Grandpa, you didn’t feel how smooth I am after you finished shaving me.”

Victor reached down to feel Bobby’s pubic area. Cody had released Bobby’s boner, so Victor gently held it with his fingers, moving it aside to feel how smooth Bobby was.

“WOW, I didn’t think it was possible, but I believe you’re even smoother than Cody!”

Victor could see that something was bothering Cody.

“Cody, what’s going on? Are you upset because I said Bobby might be smoother than you?”

“Mr. G., I was wondering. No. You probably wouldn’t.”

“Cody, what did you want to ask?”

“I know I’m not your grandson, but would you mind shaving me so I can be as smooth as Bobby?”

“I don’t mind at all. Why don’t the two of you change places?”

Victor watched as Cody backed up, straddling his legs, his cute bottom sitting in his lap, and leaned back against Victor’s chest. Victor reached down to rub Cody’s pubic area, the back of his hand unintentionally rubbing against Cody’s boner.

“Okay, Bobby, why don’t you help me by holding Cody’s boner?”

Bobby wasted no time, hoping his Grandpa would ask him to do this. Bobby wrapped his fingers around Cody’s boner, sliding his foreskin back so he could check out Cody’s cockhead. He playfully stroked him as he reached to touch Cody’s balls with his spare hand.

“Oh, that feels good!” Cody encouraged Bobby to continue.

Victor smeared some shaving cream over Cody’s already smooth pubic area. He was sure Cody just wanted to feel included. While Victor removed the cream with his razor, he made eye contact with Bobby. They smiled at each other before returning their attention to Cody.

After drying Cody’s pubic area with the towel, he reached down to feel how smooth it was before encouraging both boys to do the same.

“Thanks, Mr. G. That feels awesome!”

“Okay, boys. Now that we have you both ready to be spanked, stand before me again so I can explain what we’re going to do next.”

Victor could see the boys were nervous. “Boys, remember, I told you there are two types of spanking. Cody, when your Dad spanked you, it was because you were being punished for being a bad boy. Did it hurt?” Cody nodded yes. “Did you cry?” Again, Cody nodded yes. “Cody, what were you thinking about while your Dad was spanking you?”

“Well, how much it hurt, but the worst part was I felt terrible because I knew I had disappointed Dad. I love him and was ashamed that he had to spank me.”

That’s a perfect example of how it feels to be spanked as a punishment for misbehaving. However, there’s a second reason for spanking, as you read in the stories.”

“Even though they started out being spanked, with the excuse being they deserved to be punished, there was a big difference. Bobby. Cody. What do you think the boys spanked in those stories were thinking about while crying?”

“Bobby shrugged. Cody answered, How much did it hurt?”

“Besides, it hurt; they were thinking about something else. Tell me what usually happens to the boys after they get spanked. You said you enjoyed the stories. What did you enjoy about them?”

“Cody and I liked how the guy would do sexy things with them after he finished spanking.”

“What things did they do that you liked the most?”

The boys thought for a few seconds before answering. Cody liked it when the person spanking the boy would make them jerk off. Bobby said he got excited over being forced to give a blow job. He wondered what it would be like to suck Cody’s boner. Both boys giggled when he admitted he wanted to try giving Cody a blow job.

“Is that everything that excited you?”

Bobby shrugged. “Well, sometimes they talked about rimming. Cody and I thought that sounded nasty. There’s no way we would do that. But then, after they did that, they fucked. Cody and I think that would be fun.”

Victor was surprised by how his grandson seemed so casual in the use of terms such as rimming and fucking. He assumed it was from reading the spanko stories.

“Okay, then, this is what you need to remember. When you are being spanked, it will hurt. The trick is, instead of feeling bad because you are being punished, as Cody explained earlier, you need to think about the sexy things you want to do with each other after your spanking.”

“So, if Cody is spanking me, I should think about what it’ll feel like for us to do sexy stuff with each other when he finishes?”

“That’s right. The more you can envision what you want to do after the spanking, the more excited you will become. Instead of your penis getting soft because of the pain, it will get stiff, just like it is now. That’s why your Dad sprayed cum all over the floor while I was spanking him.”

Bobby grinned, “So Dad was thinking about what sexy stuff you and he were going to do after you spanked him?”

Cody caught on. “Mr. G., what kind of stuff did you do with Bobby’s Dad after you spanked him?”

Bobby giggled, “Grandpa, now you’re blushing!”

“Bobby, when I taught your Dad about being a spanko, I was also teaching his brother, your Uncle Norman. Your Dad was your age, thirteen. Your Uncle was eleven but had entered puberty early. So Erik and Norman spanked and had fun with each other.”

“WOW! So my Dad and my Uncle were both spankos, just like us? They fooled around with each other after spanking, just like in the stories we read?”

“That’s right. But remember, what I told you is a secret!”

Bobby grinned but nodded, saying he understood.

“Okay, boys. I’m supposed to be teaching you how to enjoy spanking each other. Remember, the important thing is you must concentrate. Think about how much fun it will be to do sexy stuff with whoever is doing the spanking.”

“If you have read a lot of the stories on the website, I’m sure you know about how some boys are spanked with a bare hand, a paddle, a cane, a tawse, a whip, a switch, a hairbrush, a spoon, just about everything you can imagine.” The boys acknowledged by nodding.

“I have a lot of those things stored away in my closet. Let me know if you want to try one, and I’ll teach you how to use it. I’ll use this paddle and my hand since they are the most frequently mentioned in the stories you have read.”

“Who wants to go first?” When both boys hesitated, Victor decided for them. “Bobby, come over here and get face down across my lap.”

Victor helped a very nervous Bobby get into position. “Now, remember. Once I begin to paddle you, think only of the good things that will happen once we are finished.”

“Cody, when you spanked Bobby, I bet you just went ahead and hit his butt with your hand without getting him ready, right?”

“How do you get him ready?”

“It’s different than when your Dad spanks you for being a bad boy. You want to help Bobby think about the good things that will happen. So you start off by rubbing his bottom like this.”

Victor gently used his open hands to run them over Bobby’s firm, smooth cheeks. “Cody, now you do it. Help Bobby feel good before he gets paddled.”

Victor watched Cody run his palms over Bobby’s bottom, causing his friend to giggle. “Keep doing that, Cody. It feels terrific!”

“Okay, Bobby, keep thinking about the fun you’ll have with Cody once you finish being spanked. I’ll use the paddle first, then switch to my bare hand. When you boys first begin spanking each other’s bare bottoms, start off a little easy. Then, after you get accustomed to the pain, you can start spanking harder.”

“Bobby, we’ll start with ten paddle strokes. I won’t hit really hard since it is your first time, but it’ll sting. Just remember to concentrate on the sexy stuff you want to do with Cody. Are you ready?

Bobby nodded. “Cody, start on one side of his bottom like this.”

Victor gave Bobby two strokes of the paddle on his right cheek. “SMACK! ... SMACK!”

“Then switch to the other side. SMACK! ... SMACK!”

“When you are ready to finish with the paddle, give him a hard one dead center. SMACK!!!”

“OUCH! THAT HURT!” Bobby reached back to grab his butt. Victor didn’t have to warn him that it wasn’t a good idea. Bobby found out quickly that it hurt worse when he grabbed his butt cheek.

Victor handed Cody the paddle. “I gave him five. Now you give Bobby five more.”

Cody was a little nervous but quickly got into the swing of things. After landing two blows to Bobby’s right butt cheek, he gave him two more to his left cheek. Then, with a mischievous grin, he landed the last dead center. “SMACK!!!”

Bobby jumped off Victor’s lap, dancing around the room, trying to lessen the pain.

“Cody, let’s change places.”

Victor stood beside his recliner, where Cody now sat.

“Bobby, now I want you to get over Cody’s lap so he can hand spank you.”

Bobby didn’t seem too sure about continuing. Twisting around, he saw his pink bottom. He touched it, noticing it was warm.

Cody encouraged his friend, “Bobby, come on. I know you can do it.”

Bobby positioned himself over Cody’s lap. It was then that he realized he still had a boner. Both boys giggled as he placed it between Cody’s thighs.

“Cody, before you begin, gently rub Bobby’s bottom to help him feel better. Besides, that’s how the boy doing the spanking can have more fun!” Pausing, Victor asked, “Do you want to play with his ass before you spank him?”

Cody quickly nodded, grinning, tenderly rubbing his hands over Bobby’s bottom. Victor allowed him a couple of minutes, knowing both boys were enjoying themselves.

“Now, remember. Start off easy. You can spank each other harder as you get more experience. Please use your open hand to spank Bobby. Land five strokes here,” Victor pointed to the center of Bobby’s right butt cheek. “Then, five here.” Pointing at Bobby’s left cheek.

“Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank”

Bobby giggled, “I hardly felt that!”

“Cody, that was a little too soft. Do the other cheek harder. Be sure to wait two or three seconds between spanks. It is more effective than rapid-fire spanking.”

“Okay, Mr. G., I’ll try.”

“SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ...”

“OW! OW! Okay, that I felt!”

“Cody, see this area where the butt cheek meets the back of his thigh?” Cody nodded. “That’s what is called his sit spot. It’s very tender. Give him five more on each of his sit spots. Then, when you finish, one more really hard spank dead center on his bottom to seal the deal.”

“SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ...”

“SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ... SPANK! ...”

“SPANK!!!”

“OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

Bobby jumped up off of Cody’s lap and danced around, crying, trying to shake away the pain of his first bare butt spanking. Cody felt terrible, trying to comfort Bobby. Victor retrieved some Noxema cream from his medicine cabinet and whispered instructions to Cody.

“Bobby, we need to finish. There is one more thing we need to do. Please lie back over Cody’s lap.”

“Grandpa, are you going to have Cody spank me again?”

“No, Bobby. He wants to make you feel better.”

Victor watched as Bobby carefully positioned himself once more across Cody’s lap. Both boys had boners that glistened from precum, ready to explode.

“Go ahead, Cody, you know what to do. Take your time. This is when, after the spanking is over, you boys enjoy, as you call it, sexy stuff.”

Cody rubbed Noxema into Bobby’s red butt cheeks, making him ohh and ahh as he enjoyed the cooling sensation. After a few minutes, Cody whispered to Bobby that he wanted to do something for him that he did to himself whenever he jerked off in bed at home.

“Cody, what do you want to do?”

“I’ll show you. If you want me to stop, I will. But I think you’re going to like this.”

Victor stood, enjoying a cup of coffee while watching the boys. He was caught off guard, not expecting what Cody had planned for his grandson.

Bobby giggled when Cody carefully pulled his butt cheeks apart so that he could see Bobby’s bottom hole. Cody wet his finger with saliva, then slowly stroked his pink rosebud.

“Oooh, that does feel good. You do that when you jerk off?”

“Yeah, do you want me to continue? I usually stick it inside.” 

Bobby nodded.

“Boys, what you’re doing is fine and can be a lot of fun, but why don’t you wait and do that when you’re alone in your bedroom? Some things are better when done without an audience. Unless, of course, you’re an exhibitionist.”

The boys were confused by Victor’s use of the term ‘exhibitionist,’ but both shrugged it off, not wanting to stop having fun in their first spanko adventure.

Victor saw Bobby whisper to Cody just before they got up from the recliner. Before he could ask what they were going to do next, they quickly got into position so that they could give each other a blow job on the floor just ten feet from where Victor was standing.

“Don’t you boys want to do that in Bobby’s bedroom?”

Bobby stopped sucking Cody’s boner to answer, “No, Grandpa. You have to teach me how to spank Cody as soon as we finish. Then I get to do more sexy stuff with him!”

Something was odd. For two boys who pretended to be so naïve about sexy stuff, they certainly seemed to know how to get into a sixty-nine and perform a mutual blow job.

Victor sat back down in the recliner. The boys sure seemed to know what to do without asking him any questions. That was good, but he was curious. Quickly checking the browsing history of his iPad, he discovered the boys had not only been visiting the spanko site but also several video porn sites.

Cody stopped giving Bobby head to warn him he was about to cum. Bobby didn’t stop, enjoying his first taste of cum. When Bobby was ready to unload, Cody enjoyed Bobby’s boy milk so much that he squeezed every drop he could get out of Bobby’s cum hole.

Victor saw the boys approach him. Bobby and Cody were still sporting boners even after they had just received their first blow job.

Victor got up to allow Bobby to sit in his recliner. He handed him the paddle while Cody lowered himself over Bobby’s lap.

Bobby enjoyed playing with Cody’s ass to prepare him for his paddling.

Before long, Victor saw Bobby raise the paddle up high...

“SMACK!!!”

“OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

Victor chuckled. His grandson! A Spanko Awakening!

Yep, Like Father. Like Son. Like Grandpa!

This was going to be a great summer!

..... The End .....