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St: With a Little Bit of Help from My Friends
                           (t/t, tt/t, F/b, spank, shave, humil, sex)

The following story is fiction.  It contains scenes of spanking and teen
sex.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a
minor (i.e., child) please leave now.  A reality check -- in this story
I have taken more than the usual liberties with the motivation and
logical consistency of some of the characters in the interest of having
a better story.  Also, my characters don't have to worry about diseases
like people in the real world must.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.  E-mail:
YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com


With a Little Bit of Help from My Friends
By
Y. Lee Coyote

Sean thought a lot of himself.  At fifteen he thought he was the
Creator's gift to the planet if not the entire universe.  In reality he
was not; at school he was neither a jock nor a nerd and was not really
part of any friendship group.  He did, however, talk with the best of
them about his sexual prowess but in reality his experiences had been
nonexistent except in his dreams.  His frequent (wet) dreams were always
about Pietr; literally the boy next door who was a couple of years
younger.  For whatever reason, he was totally hung up on Pietr and
particularly his cute tight butt.  Whenever Sean's sheets were stained
you could be certain that he had been fantasying about ramming his cock
into Pietr's butt.  Unfortunately, Sean did not have the balls to even
talk with Pietr much less get close enough grope him.

Sean's mother was not able to help her son.  With his father far, far
away and years behind in the support payments, she had to work full
time.  She was surprised when she told him to arrange to stay with a
friend while she was on a business trip that he wanted to stay home.
"I'm not a baby and can take care of myself." he declared firmly.  A
couple of days later she, reluctantly, agreed that he could stay home
with Chuck.  Chuck was the seventeen year old son of a business
associate and Sean's friend.  He was well thought of by all and mom
thought he would be a very good influence on young Sean.  He had skipped
his senior year of high school and was going to the local collage.

When Chuck was over for dinner to discuss things, such as rules, he
carefully assured Mrs. Burns that all will be well -- after all they are
not in the wilderness.  "Besides if Sean acts like a naughty boy I'll
spank him -- hard like a naughty boy needs to be."

All had a good laugh at that.  That is until his mother said: "That
would probably do him a lot of good, Chuck.  I use to spank him until he
was twelve ..."

A very red face Sean interrupted with a whining: "Mother, plea-se."

His mother continued: "... when he got too big for me to handle.  It was
always effective.  He really hated it when I would pull down his pants
and Captain Hero briefs and turn his bottom bright red.  He would always
cry.  But he was a good boy after that; for a while."


THE FIRST WEEK WITHOUT MOM

The first couple of days were very peaceful.  Both youths were
experimenting with the new freedoms of living without an adult about and
still stayed well within the rules.  The third evening (Tuesday) Sean
declared that he did not have any homework and spent the evening in
front of the TV.  Chuck did his own homework.

In the morning, Sean said he was sick and would stay home.  Chuck gave
him a very skeptical look and went into the bathroom only to return with
a thermometer which already had a glob of Vaseline on the bulb.  Sean,
as might be expected, began to protest immediately but Chuck would not
have any of such nonsense.  "Turn over now or _else, young man_." he
ordered very sternly.  Sean continued to protest so Chuck just grabbed
an arm and pulled hard.  Seconds later Sean was stretched across Chuck's
lap with his arm twisted behind his back and his morning hard-on
embarrassingly pressed between his own stomach and Chuck's thigh.  "Be
still boy.  You don't want this thing to break in your stupid butt.  I
had expected that you would have been man enough to do this yourself."

Sean got the message and stopped resisting.  Chuck spread his cheeks and
eased the thermometer into the unwilling hole.  Sean now knew for
certain that although he was too big for his mother to handle, Chuck was
a different matter.  Although only a couple of inches taller, he was
much heavier and stronger.  For the lack of anything else to do except
lecturing his young friend, all Chuck had to do was twirl the invasive
instrument.  Sean was wishing that he has just taken the horrid thing
and stuck it in himself.  He was also beginning to realize that Chuck
was taking his assignment very seriously.  When he pulled the
thermometer out he saw that the mercury column was exactly lined up with
the normal arrow.

He placed the thermometer on the night stand and twisted Sean's arm
behind his back again.  "It's normal, Sean.  I don't know why you're
faking things but there a price to pay."  With that he brought his hand
down hard on Sean butt.  Before Sean could yell, Chuck had raised his
hand and lowered it on the other check.  Chuck was really annoyed and
spanked hard and fast.  Soon Sean's butt was bright red and he was
crying like a little boy.  Sean realized this was not his mother's
spanking.  "Shower, dress and be at the table in ten minutes or you'll
get another spanking, boy.  NOW, MOVE IT!"  Sean did as he was told and
was at the table with his books in just nine minutes.  He ate his
breakfast standing up.  He stood on the school bus also.

He had no choice but to sit in class but he was not happy about it.  His
butt still burnt from the spanking he had gotten.  Little did he know
that the day would get worse.  When he went to his 3-4 period class he
discovered that he did not have his gym shorts.  He put on his jockstrap
and then pulled his loose fitting jeans back on.  He would have hidden
in the locker room but one of the assistants was watching.  As he walked
out into the gym, Mr. Kotopoulos roared:  "BURNS what the hell are you
wearing."

"I forgot my shorts, Sir."

"Get those jeans off now."  Sean hesitated but the teacher was
impatient.  "Now, Burns.  Here and now!"  As everyone watched Sean
slowly removed his jeans, the teacher continued: "And you better have
your jock on."  Then Sean started for his usual place but the teacher
had noticed his glowing tail.  "No, Apple Butt, front and center."  As
his classmates watched Sean during the warm up calisthenics they each
realized that there was but one reason that his butt, now nicely framed
by the straps of his jock, was rosy red -- he had been spanked.  For all
that teen boys hate to be spanked and particularly to have it known it
is equally wonderful to know unequivocally that someone else still gets
spanked.  To know that someone else is still a little baby boy.
Throughout the entire period, Sean was the target of many slaps on his
ass of encouragement and permanently acquired a new nickname thanks to
the teacher's initial use of the appellation: Apple Butt.

Apple Butt was spared much teasing in the locket room and shower thanks
to the schools strict policy and careful monitoring by the assistant
instructors.  He did not fair as well in the lunch room as his new name
and the reason for it was quickly spread through the entire student
body.  He assumed that every snicker and giggle was about him although
they were not.

Sean was glad when he reached the safety of his next class.  It was not
as secure as he had expected for he had forgotten this was the class for
which he did not do his homework for and why he tried to feign illness
this morning.  Mr. Nononsense immediately gave him a detention.  Sean
though that might be a good thing since it would keep him from his
classmates and their horrid teasing.

The unlucky teacher assigned detention duty this day was Mr. Kotopoulos.
He just smiled rather than to erase the graffiti which labeled a corner
as: "Reserved for Apple Butt".  Not only was Sean the last to appear in
the detention room he did it after the bell.

"Burns this sure is not your day.  You did not have your shorts, you got
a detention and now you're tardy.  You need something extra for that.  A
century ago, I could have paddled your already spanked butt." he paused
with a sigh "Your classmates have reserved you a special place.  Just
stand in YOUR corner.  You probably can't sit comfortably anyway."

"Yes, Sir."  Sean walked over to the corner and stood facing out.

"No, face the other way, Apple Butt."  Sean turned around.  "And drop
your jeans so you can cool off."  This was too much for the other
students and the there was general laughter which, to the surprise of
the other detainees, Mr. Kotopoulos did not suppress.  Reluctantly Sean
let his jeans down exposing his tightie-whities.  By now the teacher was
right behind him and grabbed the brief's waist band and pulled then them
down below his still red butt.  Partway through the hour Sean understood
the constant giggling he had been hearing -- there were some girls in
detention this day.  Now he did not dare to turn around.  It was a very
long hour.  Well, it was a very long hour for Sean but short for the
others.

He was diligently doing his homework when Chuck got home.  It was only
at supper that they got to talk.  Sean told what a miserable day he had.
Chuck was sympathetic but explained that there are consequences to
things and that he was very disappointed that Sean had lied about not
having homework the previous night and about being sick this morning.
"We will discuss this after you finish your homework, boy."  Sean was
hurt by the diminutive pronoun.

"I'm very disappointed with you Sean.  You evaded your responsibilities
and lied to me last night and compounded it all this morning by faking
being sick.  You're not behaving like a young man but like a little boy.
I'm afraid that I'm going to have treat you like one from now on; until
you grow up a lot.  That spanking this morning was for faking.  Now you
are going have to pay for last night."  With this Chuck led his naked
charge to the bathtub.  There he picked up his hair trimmer and took
hold of Sean cock.  "Since you don't act like a man, you don't deserve
to have this manfur, boy."

A horrified Sean immediately pleaded for another chance, but Chuck was
not willing to listen to his begging.  As he clipped the first growth
pubes he said: "You're even begging like a boy."  After that Sean was
silent as he watched his little bush disappear.  The Chuck took out the
shaving cream and covered the entire area.  He then handed Sean a safety
razor.  With tear filled eyes he did what Chuck directed for he
correctly sensed refusal would mean more punishment.  Any hopes that he
might get his hair back soon were dashed when Chuck told him that he was
to shave every other day until he earned to right to have pubes.

As Sean started to shower, Chuck decided to join him.  As they washed
together and even soaped each other, Sean felt even more boyish that
close to his hairy friend.  Having just lost his own small bush, he was
extremely enthralled by Chuck's far bigger, thick and heavy one.  The
fascination of Sean and having been so dominating Chuck's Little Mate
showed interest.  With Chuck's shaft fully rampant, Sean was even more
attracted to his babysitter.  When Chuck pressed his shoulders down he
quickly dropped to his knees and willingly gave his first blow job.  Of
course, Chuck had to give him a lot of directions in exactly what to do.
Sean, no longer a total virgin, slept well that night and did not dream
of Pietr.

In the morning, Chuck ordered Sean to his knees for another blow job and
then ordered him to get ready for school.  This would become a regular
morning ritual.

That afternoon Chuck and Pietr met, by chance, in the market and talked.
Chuck  soon realized that Pietr was quite mature and definitely not
naive.  He knew that Chuck was Sean's "babysitter" from hearing his
mother talking with Sean's but felt that Sean should be grown up enough
at fifteen to be alone.  He boasted that he had been left alone for a
few days several times by his parents.  He also had noticed that Sean
was always eyeing his butt but never had the balls to do anything.

"Sean is very shy and not very grown up." Chuck told him.

"I noticed that.  Are you interested in my butt like he is?"

"Nothing personal but, sorry, you're to young for me."

"Good; I like more submissive guys. Anyway, I know that I can take Sean
but I'm not sure about you."  He paused a minute and added: "It would be
extra fun turning the tables on him too."

By the time they walked home, Chuck had invited Pietr to dinner the next
night.  Pietr accepted subject to parental approval.

Sean managed to survive gym by changing very fast and skipping
showering.  He was not happy that next week he would be in swim class
and there would not be any concealment there.

Sean managed to put all his cares aside at dinner.  First of all Pietr
was there, second, a whole school week had passed without any problems
that mom needed to be told about and, three, the house was still
standing.  The guys got to know each other at dinner and then went into
the family room to watch some movie.  It was not a good choice for it
was about college kids running amok with sex and drink.

Sean went to the liquor cabinet and grabbed a bottle and took a big
swig.  Then he came over and offered the bottle to Pietr and then to
Chuck.  Both were horrified and yelled at him to return the bottle
which, intimidated, he did.  "Were all too young to drink and you're
betraying a trust." lectured Chuck, "My dad would whip my butt so that I
couldn't sit for a month for a stunt like that."

"So would mine and you're trying to corrupt a minor too." said Pietr.
Sean was dumbfounded.  "His mommy was right that he needs a _babysitter_
even at his age." sneered Pietr, "He does definitely needs a spanking."
With that Pietr jumped up from the coach, grabbed Sean, yanked open his
jeans and pulled them down.  "He even wears tightie-whites like a little
boy."  Then he pulled those down.  "And he's hairless as a boy too." he
chucked seeing Sean's bald pubes.

By now he had sat back down on the couch and pulled the overwhelmed
fifteen year old across his lap and started to spank him.  Chuck in the
easy chair had leaned back, opened his fly and was enjoying the show.
As Pietr's hand prints began to merge into a crimson blush Sean realized
that he was being spanked by his thirteen year old neighbor as if he was
just a little boy with the tacit approval of Chuck and, worse, it really
hurt, for he was yelling and about to cry.  Nor could he free himself
from the iron like grip he was in.  As Pietr spanked the older teen, he
was lecturing him about the evils of drink and how his fifteen year old
cousin got drunk and went out into traffic and was killed last year.

Soon Sean was bawling and completely out of control and Chuck told Pietr
to stop.  When he was freed, Sean ran to Chuck who kept him on his knees
and held him for a while.  When Sean stopped crying, he pushed him down
on his erect dick and Sean suckled for sometime.  Chuck was not in any
hurry to cum and kept this going for quite a while before he blasted his
load down Sean's throat.

Pietr was having his own problems.  He was greatly aroused from being
aggressive, spanking Sean and seeing that bright red rump stuck up in
the air wiggling like that of a baboon bitch in heat.  'I need some
lube.' he though and then dashed to the lavatory.  He got the soap
dispenser and started to coat his rampant cock as he returned to the
family room.  After Chuck had cum and Sean was just nuzzling his crotch
and being stimulated by his musk, Pietr went for the tempting hole.  He
was not patient but considerately put a squirt of soap on it before he
rammed in his hard fuck rod.  He got a tight grip on Sean hips and
fucked hard until he quickly came.  Then, remaining hard, he continued
to fuck until he came a second time.

Even though it was practically rape, Sean could not help cumming.  He
was aroused by Chuck's musk, his long time dreams of Pietr, the
stimulation of the spanking and, of course, the hard pounding on his
prostate.

Sean was relegated to a corner and the other two began to discuss what
would be the proper course of action when the phone rang.  It was Mrs.
Burns to inquire that all was well, as mothers are very wont to do.
Chuck assured her that all was well.  Mother and son chatted and then
she told him to get an envelope she had prepared and pick up the other
phone.  The envelope contained some extra cash.  She knew that Sean
needed some underwear and possibly a shirt. Since this was sale month
why not get some tomorrow.  And there should be enough for something for
Chuck also.  After the necessary thanks the call was terminated.

Sean returned to the family room and surprised to other two by returning
to the corner.  Pietr suggested that Chuck suspend the rest of his
corner time and he did.  As Pietr also needed some stuff they arranged
to go together.  Pietr went home quite happy and pleased with himself.
It is not everyday a thirteen year old gets to spank a fifteen year old
and take his cherry.  But it certainly could be frequent event that he
fuck his compliant neighbor.  And, if necessary, even spank him into
submission.

Sean's frustration at being low guy on the totem pole was not helped by
Chuck's full and total support of Pietr.  He may be a couple years
younger than you chronologically but he's a lot advanced than you in
other ways.  He's physically more developed and stronger, much more
mature and responsible, and with a hell lot more common sense.  That was
really a dumb ass trick you did with that bottle.  You're lucky that he
did spank you for I was about to have taken a strap to your stupid butt.
You really would be feeling it now.  I dread to think what a mess you
would have made if I was not here.  You probably would be in jail or the
morgue.

In the morning, the three youths rode their bikes to the Stacy*s
Department store downtown.  In the young men's department they found
some nice shirts, Pietr selected some sox and then on to the underwear.
They all found T-shirts and boxer shorts quickly.  Chuck gently placed
Sean's selection back on the display.  "No, Sean, boxers are for young
men not boys like you."

Pietr was quick to add: "Men with hairy bushes about their cocks."  He
still did not know that Sean had been shaved.

Chuck could see that Sean was about to object.  "Just two words out of
you and I'll take you to the fitting room and spank you."  Sean looked
shocked.  "Start to make a scene and I'll do it out here, boy.  You may
have boxers when you grow up some."

After the talking (lecturing!) he had the previous night Sean knew that
Chuck was totally serious and meant every word.  He was definitely not
like his mommy who he could sway particularly in public places.  "Yes,
sir." he said dejectedly.  They moved to the briefs display but they
were out of extra small.  Sean was glad figuring that he could come back
without Chuck next week.  Unfortunately for him the clerk was very
helpful and suggested that they try the boys' department as extra large
boys is the same waist size and they have a much larger selection of
briefs.

There they were able to find the right size for Sean.  Then Pietr saw
large size action figure briefs on special sale as 'Manufacturer's
Overstock'.  He whispered something to Chuck who added a package to
their selection.  Sean immediately closed his mouth when Chuck gave him
a stern 'be quiet or else' look.

Pietr was first at register.  The clerk rang up his selection and was
very surprised when he presented a Stacy*s charge card.  In response to
the question he always heard from incredulous clerks that the card was
really his he just said to call the number on the back.  A few minutes
later he signed for his stuff.  Sean was next but Chuck had the cash and
paid for it making him feel like a little boy compared to Pietr.
Finally, Chuck's stuff was done.

It was only then that Sean dared to speak about the action figure
briefs.  "I can not wear them -- they are for babies.  Please return
them."

Chuck just placed his hand on the back of Sean neck and steered him to
the boys' fitting room.  There, with Pietr watching, he ordered Sean to
remove his tightie whities and then put on the Captain Hero powder blue
briefs.  "They fit very nicely, boy.  Nice and tight." observed Pietr
feeling Sean's buns.

"Yes, they do, Pietr.  Yes, they are for babies, Sean, and big boys who
act like babies.  When you act grown up you won't have to wear them.
Now put on your jeans and let's get going."

Outside the story, Chuck explained that he had to do some work in the
library and if you do your homework we can go to a movie tonight and the
woods tomorrow.  Pietr was invited to join in also.  With that Chuck
took off and the two others headed home for Pietr accepted the
invitation and had his own homework to do.

Back at home, the two separated to do their own homework.  Pietr did his
math in just a half hour and then decided that he could read his
book-report book while keeping Sean company.  This turned out to be
short term bad and long term good for Sean.  He evidently had not learnt
his lesson earlier in the week.  Rather than doing his homework, he had
gone and found his collection of Captain Hero comic books in the attic
and was reading them on his bed.

As soon as Pietr walked in on him, he started with excuses.  "Can it!"
yelled Pietr, "What is the matter with you?  Do you need to be watched
all the time?  Maybe we should have gotten you all baby briefs!"  Pietr
paused a few seconds to calm down and decide what he should do.
"STRIP."  Sean hesitated.  "STRIP or I'll strip you."  Totally cowed,
Sean was soon naked not even wearing his baby briefs or sox.  "Get over
the end of the bed, boy." was the order as Pietr pulled Sean's own belt
out of his jeans.  He doubled it over and took the first shot at the
naughty boy's bottom.

Sean yelled as a red stripe appeared on his buns.  By the time the count
had reached half his age Sean was crying and when he gotten the full
measure of fifteen hard lashes he was a bawling wreck.  Pietr ordered
him to stand in the corner and started to read his own book.  It was a
quarter of an hour later that Chuck came in.  The reserve book he needed
was allowed out on an overnight loan so he decided to work at home.  He
gave Pietr a questioning look.  "He was reading comic books instead of
working, Chuck."  Chuck just sighed and thanked him for disciplining a
naughty little boy once again..

A fifteen minutes later Pietr told Sean to wash his face and start doing
his homework.  Sean silently complied quietly thanking him for the
pillow he was given to sit on.  He was totally quiet for two hours when
he asked leave to use the toilet.  After another two hours, he announced
that he was done.  Chuck looked his work over and even checked his
assignment book to be sure that  he had done it all.


THE SECOND WEEK WITHOUT MOM

Sean was really amazed at how fast the first two periods went this
morning.  Soon he was striping in the locker room.  Chuck had allowed
him to wear plain briefs rather than the Captain Hero ones.  He was
still dreading the comments he would get about his hairless pubes.  He
kept telling himself that he had to be strong and ignore the taunts.
Chuck had explained that if he didn't let it bother him, then they
wouldn't find it much fun and stop.  But he was very concerned about
Butch whose locker was near his.  Butch often was a bully and really
liked teasing.

As expected Butch pounced immediately like a cat after mouse.  "Think
that you going to swim faster without your pubes, little boy?"  The
others all joined in to his laughter.

"No.  I did it for you.  I got tired of your complaining about hair in
your teeth.  There just no pleasing you, Butch; is there?"  Everyone got
very quiet.  Squirts, like Sean, did not give Butch backtalk.

Butch laughed.  Then everyone laughed.  Butch gave Sean a hard spank and
put his big hand on the back of his neck and started towards the pool.
"I'm going to have to drown you for that, Apple Butt."  Sean laughed and
so did Butch.  Several classmates enjoyed watching the red hand form on
Apple Butt's butt.  Chuck was right; if you don't let it bother you it's
not a problem.  Then quietly as they walked to the pool, Butch said:
"You're not as big a loser as I thought.  It's too bad that I'll have
drown you."

"You don't have to."  They laughed some more.  Then Butch selected him
as his buddy for the day.  The class went smoothly until the free swim
period at the end.

"It's time to drown you, Apple Butt."

"Right, but make it fast; I have to be on-time for my next class,
Butch."  At which point Butch forced Sean under the water and held him
there.  Sean did not resist but instead started to jerk Butch's cock.
Butch only had two choices -- get hard and be seen that way getting out
of the water or letting Sean loose.  He chose the later.  Sean felt much
better about himself from then on.

It was after school that Butch caught up with Sean.  Sean got a terrible
feeling as he felt Butch's heavy hand on his neck.  Butch was silent but
just guided Sean through the school yard and into the nearby park.  A
few of guys started to follow to watch the show but when Butch growled
they quickly decided that they had other things to do.  Each time Sean
started to speak, Butch just tightened his grip in displeasure.  Ten
minutes latter they were alone in a dense area of vegetation.  Butch
found a stump and sat down having taken a firm grip on Sean's belt.
"You were pretty insolent today, Apple Butt." he said, as he opened
Sean's jeans and lowered them.  "Your butt was not pink today so I guess
that you did not have your spanking this morning so you have be punished
now, boy."  He then pulled Sean over his lap and began to spank him.  He
was not vicious but Sean's butt turned bright red very quickly and he
knew he was being spanked.  It seemed like everyone spanked him.  When
Butch was satisfied, he told Sean to kneel (still with his pants down)
and to open his pants.  Sean could see how Butch's shaft was straining
to get out of his pants.  He opened and lowered the jeans and boxers.
"You started something in the pool today now finish it, cocksucker."

'This was sure better than being beaten up.' thought Sean as he went
down on his classmate's tool.  It did not take Butch very long to cum
and he made sure that Sean swallowed it.  When he was allowed to get up
and dress, Sean apologized for his impertinence and thanked Butch for
the spanking.  They both went home.

Once home Sean started on his homework.  He was well into it when Pietr
showed up with his jeans bulging.  Sean was complimented for being
studious and then easily succumbed to Pietr's sexual demands although he
liked the idea of being fucked in a more gentle fashion then happened
three days earlier.  Chuck was very pleased that he survived the day so
well and was doing his homework as he should.

Tuesday was a quiet day and he avoided Butch since PE was every other
day.  However, Sean was unhappy with the low grade he got on the history
test for he thought that he should have done much better.  That
afternoon after a serious discussion with Chuck, Sean owned up to not
having really studied as hard as he should have.  "Do you think that you
should be punished?" asked Chuck at the end.

Sean reflected for a few minutes and then removed his belt and handed it
to Chuck.  Then he dropped his jeans and briefs, bent over the couch and
waited.  Chuck did not make him wait long.  He gave him five hard
strokes and told him "That's it."

"Thank you.  I better go do my homework now."

Sean expected that Butch would leave him alone in the locker room on
Wednesday but he was wrong.  Once they were striped down for swimming,
Butch announced: "Sean apologized for what he said on Monday.  He
misunderstood what I said.  It was: 'I was unhappy with his complaining
about hair in his teeth.'"  Everyone laughed and Sean was smart enough
to do so also.

That evening Sean asked Chuck if he might stop shaving his pubes.  Chuck
told him that he would have to wait ten days after any spanking to stop.
Sean figured that he could be good the rest of the week and then once
mom was home it would be easier.  He also found that it was great to
have sex twice a day -- in the morning with Chuck and the afternoon with
Pietr.  It made it easier to concentrate on his school work.  Sean did
manage to make it through the rest of week without getting another
spanking and he also did well in school.


THE RETURN OF MOTHER

Mrs. Burns was surprised when Sean insisted that both Chuck and Pietr be
invited for the dinner out to celebrate her return.  "I was thinking
that this should just be for the two of us -- family if you will -- and
we can go out for dinner in a few days with your friends."

"That also, mother, but they are like family to me now.  This is really
important." stated Sean politely but with an unusual fervor.

She was quite surprised when the boys were all dressed up in ties and
jackets rather than T-shirts and jeans.  In response to her inquisitive
look all Sean would say was: "I made a real adult decision this week.
We'll talk about it after dinner.  For now tell us about your trip."
Then after a long time, over dessert, Sean started to talk.

"Mother, I learnt a lot these last two weeks when you were away.  First,
you were right that I could not have stayed by myself.  It's not that
I'm too young but too immature frequently acting like a little ten year
old boy.  Second, if Chuck and Pietr were not around enforcing
discipline it would have been a total disaster.  They would not me get
away with stuff like you do nor let me sweet talk them out what's really
right.  When I was smaller, you were much stricter with me and would
even haul me across your knee for a spanking now and then.

"I spoke with the guidance councilor at school, and he said boys like me
often need a strong _male_ authority figure to help them through the
difficult years of adolescence.  Both Chuck and Pietr have agreed to
help me grow up by guiding and disciplining me."

"Let me be sure I understand you, Sean.  You're saying that your first
adult decision is that you're not yet mature to be treated like an
adult?"

Sean thought about it a minute and did not like how the raw truth hurt.
"Putting it that way sounds very strange but I guess that is correct,
mother."

"And that you want Chuck and Pietr to help with your discipline."

"Yes, mother."

"Yet Pietr is two years younger than you."

"But he is much more mature.  He stays by himself and even has his own
charge card at Stacy*s."

"Have they both spanked you?"

Sean stared at his dessert plate a bit before softly answering: "Yes,
mother."

"Did it help you?"

"Yes, Mother."

"Very well, we'll give a try and see if it works.  But it is time to go
now."

As Mrs. Burns paid the bill, Chuck told Sean that he was proud that he
had said what he had.  "It was very difficult thing to say." and Pietr
agreed.

Mrs. Burns drove home first dropping Chuck at his house.

"It time for you to get ready for bed and be sure to hang up your suit."
Sean went off to his room and mom to hers.  She quickly changed into a
simple outfit and then went to see her son.  He was aghast that she just
walked in.  "You're just my little boy." she reminded him.  She
proceeded to tell him that she was proud that he want to really grow up
-- inside -- where it really matters and asked about his getting more
briefs rather than boxers like he had been asking for.

"We decided that I have to grow up before I get boxers, mother." he
explained.

"And the Captain Hero briefs?"

"For when I act like a little boy."

"Your room is quite a mess, Sean."

"I'll clean it up tomorrow."

"But tomorrow the maid does your room.  You told me that you would clean
it up this morning.  That's not very grown up, is it Sean?"

"No, mother."  With that she pulled her son over her lap and began to
spank him.  He was too shocked to resist and was quite surprised at how
tightly she was holding him.  Then she stopped.  Sean thought the
spanking was over and said: "I'll clean it up right now."  But he was
wrong, for his mother grabbed the waist band of his Captain Hero baby
blue briefs and yanked them down.  Then she pulled the hairbrush out of
her pocket and began to really redden his butt.  She gave him a score of
hard whacks on each cheek making him cry like a baby.  By this time he
had kicked so much that he had lost his briefs.  When she let him up he
just did the spanked boy dance, just like he had when he was ten,
completely oblivious to the fact that he was totally exposed to his
mother for the first time in five years.  She put him the corner for
fifteen minutes.

Then, with him standing naked in front of her, she told him that he
could expect that he would be required to follow the rules and would be
disciplined when he failed.

"Yes, mother."

"Now it time for your shower."  She watched as he showered, checked that
he got behind his ears and brushed his teeth.  Then she made him go
pee-pee before tucking him into bed.  A very confused Sean laid prone
sobbing quietly just like the last time mommy had spanked him when he
was twelve.  He wonder what he had gotten himself into for four people
had spanked his bare butt in the last two weeks.

On Monday afternoon, Pietr dropped in to see how Sean was doing and for
a quick fuck before his mother returned.  The latter was quickly taken
care of for Sean was just as anxious for it as Pietr.  It was only then
that Pietr saw what Sean was doing.  He was carefully copying last
week's History's assignment.  The teacher had written <b>"TOO MESSY"</b>
across the top in large red letters.  That was exactly what Pietr had
said and Sean disagreed.  Pietr let him finish the copying and then made
him strip completely.  Then downstairs in the kitchen he spanked the
older boy hard for at least five minutes so that he was crying and had a
hot red bottom.  He sent him to the corner to contemplate what he had
and hadn't done for a half hour.  He put the new and old assignment on
the table, set the timer and left.

Sean's mother returned while he was still in the corner.  She observed
her red bottomed, naked son standing in the corner, the assignments and
the timer.  It was evident that he was being disciplined and that he was
accepting it without direct supervision.  She waited until the timer
rang.  "Sean, come here and tell me what this is about."

"Yes, mother, as soon as I just getting my clothes."

"RIGHT NOW, Sean."

That tone told Sean that there was not to be any backtalk so he, totally
naked as Pietr planned, stood in front of his mother and explained what
had happened.  She then made him put the groceries away while she
changed.  As she made a simple dinner she discussed the situation with
him.  She had been thinking about her son most of the day and had
developed a set of rules of conduct for him.  Sean read the rules and
shuddered for they were very similar to the rules he was subjected to
when he was ten.  His nudity in front of his mother was also like it was
when he was ten.

His mother could sense his discomfort as he read.  "Sean, these rules
are not carved in stone but merely paper so we will review them
frequently and make adjustments as appropriate.  This is what you said
you needed and wanted.

"Yes, mother."  Sean finished his spinach for he really wanted to have
the chocolate cake for desert.  He did not think that he would ever like
the stuff and it certainly did not give him muscles like Popeye, the
sailor man.


EPILOGUE

The changes in Sean did not happen overnight.  Having had a taste of
being grown up and lost it changed Sean a great deal.  He now really
wanted to regain what he had lost and a lot more.  This time, however,
he worked hard for the privileges that has previously come to easily.

He decided to keep a pair of the Captain Hero briefs in his underwear
drawer as a reminder and made both Chuck and Pietr promise that they
would spank him should he ever act like a naughty little boy again.

The End

(C) Copyright by A.I.L. February 19, 2001

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