Chapter Seven - Skinny Dipping and All

Chapter Seven.

Skinny Dipping and All.

Watching Cowboy drive off across the fields the two boys just stood there rubbing their butts and smiling.

“He’s a strict dad but a fair one.” Blu commented.

“Yeah that’s true enough.” Kyle agreed.

“So how you feeling?” Blu asked his new little brother. “After your first liking I mean.”

“Well it isn’t really my first.” Kyle told him. “I mean he spanked me the other day, but I have never tasted the strap before now and I don’t think I want it again in a hurry.”

Blu chuckled at Kyle’s comment. “Let’s have a look then.” He told him. “See what kind of affect he had on you.”

Kyle turned his butt towards Blu and whilst doing so arched his back and strained to look over his shoulder to see his cheeks and how red they were.

“Not to bad.” Blu told him. “I’ve seen worse. Heck I have felt worse!”

“I bet you have!” Kyle agreed as he gingerly reached out his hand and pulled Blu’s butt round so that he could see it.

“Can I touch it?” Kyle asked nervously,

“Heck yeah go ahead.” Blu told him. “Ain’t you ever seen a boy get a licking before?”

“No never.” Kyle admitted. I mean, I have heard of school mates getting one from their dad’s but I have never seen one before today.”

“And didn’t you ever get them?” Blu asked him

“No never, not before the other day when I got my first one off of Cowboy.” Kyle told him.

“What not even off of a teacher or brother or friend?” Blu asked in amazement.

“No way!” Kyle answered, somewhat shocked at the idea of a teacher or brother or friend being able to administer a boy a spanking.

“Man it is time you did!” Blu told him.

“Not right now!” Kyle blurted out, placing his hands behind him to cover and protect his butt.

His reaction made Blu chuckle freely. “Still sore is it?” He asked.

“Yeah too sore!” Kyle confirmed.

“Want to know what is good for a sore behind?” Blu asked the younger lad.

“What?” Kyle asked.

“The feel of water from a fresh cold stream as you dive into it!” Blu announced turning and looking at the stream flowing alongside them.
“Race you!” He suddenly announced. “Last one in gets to go over the other ones knee for a spanking later.”

And with that Blu raced off and dived into the stream. So fast was he that all Kyle saw was Blu’s butt and feet submerging under the water before Kyle had even had a chance to work out what Blu had said.

“Hey! No fair!” Kyle called out as he ran and dived in after Blu.

And Blu was certainly right about the water. Kyle’s reddened hot and sore bottom tingled pleasantly as the cold water pushed over it as he dove under the water.

The afternoon sun beat down on the two boys as they swam together in the stream without a care in the world.

The hand spanking they had just got from Cowboy was his way of telling them that he knew they wanted to get to know each other better and to enjoy each other’s company and they knew it.

Having his permission to buck work for the afternoon and just spend time together made it all much more worth while and seemed to condone their brotherhood somehow.

Whether either of them was actually gay neither of them could tell and to be honest neither were going to ask. Whether they found each other’s naked company attractive and/or appealing was obvious but whether this was part of any gayness could not easily be judged.

After all, how many men can actually say that they haven’t felt some stirring, some reaction at the site of another good looking boy or man naked?

The fact remained that they were both simply enjoying each others company and were playing like children in the stream, having swimming races, play wrestling, ducking each other under the water and simply appreciating each other’s company.

They were simply two adult boys being boys and enjoying being boys.

And there within lays perhaps one of the golden treasures about adults receiving discipline. We live in a world of ever increasing pressure to be self-reliant, strong, hardened and independent. It is a world, is it not, where our children are at best encouraged and at worst taught to grow up all too quickly?

But the security, the acceptance, the sense of belonging and caring that can be gained from having a father or a mother for that matter who is willing to administer a warm bottom when they mess up – yes even when they have grown - is something that so many of our children miss out on.

And for both Kyle and Blu both of who are young adults, that is what their licking at the hands (or strap) of Cowboy had been all about.

They had messed up and needed reminding what happened when they did so. Cowboy was their Dad and he loved them and cared for them and by disciplining them, he demonstrated that love whilst at the same time giving them something to think about next time they got tempted to go astray.

And in applying the strap so expertly to their young bottoms that is exactly what he had done. But as for the hand spanking that was something different all together.

It had not been about punishment as much as it had been about freedom. By taking each of them across his knee and delivering and firm but loving and light-hearted hand spanking he had treated them like naughty schoolboys.

It was the attitude of youthfulness that he was looking to impart to them. By treating them as naughty kids, he allowed them to adopt the attitude of kids an in so doing had afforded them the freedom to play like kids.

And playing like kids is exactly what the two boys were doing. And like most kids set free to play they did so to their hearts content and until they both finally climbed out of the stream and pulling the blanket off of the fallen tree trunk laid it out on the grass and there the two of them lay down side by side in the afternoon son.

Neither one spoke as they lay their soaking up the sun on their young adult bodies. Blu laying on his back his face to the sun bathing in its rays. Whilst Kyle on the other hand lay on his front with his back and bottom soaking up the sun.

Happy and safe in each other’s company, both boys fell asleep and lay there, dozing contentedly.

So much so that when Blu finally did awake he did so to find Kyle’s still sleeping on his front his bottom in the air, his face turned sideways facing him and with his arm now lying around Blu’s waist.

Reaching out with his hand, Blu pulled a long piece of grass out from the ground and being careful not to move his body too much reached over with it and started tickling the end of Kyle’s nose.

The reaction that this induced from Kyle was his dragging his arm from around Blu’s waist and slowly reaching up to scratch his nose before returning his arm to its original position around Blu’s naked waist.

Blu could not help chuckling to himself at the fun of his new younger brother’s innocence as the boy’s arm fell warmly once more around his waist. And so he thought he would continue his prank until Kyle woke and that is exactly what he did.

But no matter how much he tickled the younger lads nose with the piece of grass, Kyle refused to wake up and simply reached up scratched his nose and returned his arm around Blu’s waist each time.

“Man he must feel comfortable in my company.” Blu though to himself as he slowly dragged the end of the grass up and down the small of the younger boy’s back. It was an action that created many changes in position from Kyle but each time he still returned to his original position on his front, bum in the air, arm around Blu.

Feeling a little more daring at his young companion’s apparent deep slumber, Blu dragged the end of the blade of grass over the buttocks and then down the crack of his younger brother’s buttocks. Smiling as he traced each curve and contour of the younger boy’s skin.

“I know it’s you doing that!” Kyle announced without even opening his eyes or moving.

“Oh so you ARE awake are you?” Blu asked him.

“Yeah.” Kyle smiled. “Have been ever since you started playing with your grass.”

“My grass or your arse?” Blu chuckled.

“Your grass.” Kyle told him. “But you can keep playing with it if you like.”

“Oh so you like that do you?” Blu asked him.

“I like it when you do it down there.” Kyle admitted his eyes still closed.

“Oh you do, do you?” Blu enquired, laying the piece of grass down on the blanket between them and slowly, very gently now dragging his fingertips over the boy’s bottom.

“Mmm I like that.” Kyle commented with pleasure.

“I am just getting a feel of what I am going to be spanking in a minute.” Blu told him.

“You wish!” Kyle commented still without moving.

“No. I know!” Blu told him.

“But I haven’t done anything wrong!” Kyle complained.

“Who ever told you that you only ever get spanked when you have done something wrong?” Blu asked him, now firmly massaging the younger lads cheeks.

“Why else would you get a spanking?” Kyle asked – somewhat surprised by the suggestion.

“Man you have got a lot to learn!” Blu announced. “Not all spankings are administered out of punishment Kyle.

“They aren’t?” Kyle asked as he rolled onto his side and faced his older brother, whilst bending his arm and resting his head on his hand.

“No way!” Blu exclaimed. “Some spankings are out of punishment, those given out by parents or teachers AND older brothers sometimes when the need arises.” Blu smiled as he added the last part.

“But other spanking can be done playfully, lovingly, romantically or sexually between two lovers or friends or brothers.” He told him.

“I have never had anything like that.” Kyle admitted. “First spanking I ever got was from Dad Cowboy and then the leathering and hand spanking today.” He looked at Blu. “I have either never earned anything else or there has never been anyone else there to give me one.”

“Man you haven’t lived until you have experienced a sensual, sexual spanking!” Blu announced. “But I think it is high time you did.”

“I, I am not sure I am ready for it.” Kyle admitted nervously. “I mean what does it entail, what happens.”

“Man I can’t tell you.” Blu told him. “I mean I could but it would ruin it all for you.” He looked compassionately at the younger lad beside him.

“I tell you what.” He told him. “How about we get dressed and finish off a bit of work and then get off home. It is nearly time to eat anyway.” He looked at the young lad lying beside him.

He could tell from Kyle’s eyes that so much of the younger boy wanted to experience first had what it was that Blu was talking about and that he was a little disappointed that Blu hadn’t pushed the matter any further.

“Don’t worry.” Blu smiled. “Tonight after supper and everything I will walk back up here and wait for you.” He paused and looked at the younger lad to see how he was reacting to the suggestion. “If you really want to experience what I am talking about then you leave and come out here too.”

He smiled softly at Kyle as the younger boy lay there taking everything that he was being told and thinking it over I his mind.

“If you turn up I will take it that you really do want to experience what I am talking about and I will teach you. That way it is up to you.” He placed a comforting hand under the younger lad’s chin and lifted his face slightly so that Kyle was now looking him straight in the eyes.

“Don’t be frightened I won’t hurt you. And don’t feel you have to come. I won’t think any the less of you if you decide not to. It is entirely up to you.”

Kyle smiled at the older brother’s reassurance.

Rolling onto his front, Blu pulled himself up onto his knees before reaching over and applying a firm love tap on Kyle’s naked rear. “But now it is time we were finishing off. Come on little bro, let’s get a little more done before eats.”

Following his older brother’s lead Kyle pulled himself up on his knees before standing up. Watching Blu dress was almost as exciting as watching him undress.

Blu was an exceptionally fit, good looking guy, with a powerful physique that turned Kyle on immensely. He enjoyed his company, being with him made him feel safe, loved and protected somehow. But could he take it to the next stage? Could he be brave enough to venture from purely parental discipline based spankings to something sensual, something sexual? Dare he allow fantasy to really become reality? He just wasn’t sure.

But what ever happened. He did know one thing. The memory of that dinnertime’s shared licking and the afternoon fun and frolics in the stream were not something he was going to forget for a very long time.