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From: See.signature.line@lycosmail.com (Y. Lee Coyote)
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Subject: {ASSM} [rom fest] Flash(MM): First Meeting (Machine/bb, spank, rom)
Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2002 14:10:05 -0400
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Sum Rom: Flash(MM): First Meeting (Machine/bb, spank, rom)

This is not quite the usual sort of story that I write being that it is
romantic but remember that the Coyote is a trickster.  It set on the
last day of summer and sometime in the future.

The following story is fiction.  It concerned a machine spanking two
boys.  If such a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a
minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

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.

Although almost all the story is one character speaking, I have not used
quotes marks on each paragraph as that would be distracting.


First Meeting
By
Y. Lee Coyote


"How did you and Grandpa Blue meet Grandpa Green?" asked the boy as they
tucked him in.

It was the first day of the fifth grade when we met.  We both had the
same name, same birthday, uniform and even our ID numbers were the same
except for some alpha prefixes.  By midday we were glaring at each other
and arguing who should go first.  We even matched physically so when we
stood face to face our noses touched and I stared into his blue eyes
while he stared back into my green ones.

It was just a matter of time before something happened.  Lining up after
lunch for the umpteen time that day we got physical like 10 year olds
are wont do.  We did not slug each other; it was more like pushing but
it was enough for Ms. Oldhag to pounce on us.

"I've had enough of this boys."  She grabbed us and snapped punishment
tags on our wrists. "Get your sorry bottoms down to the punishment room
-- immediately.  If you take more than seven minutes you'll get extra."
she ordered keyed the controller.  Then she pushed us out the door.

"Where is the punishment room?" we asked each other.  Suddenly, we had a
common goal.  The door was locked behind us.  The hall was empty.  "The
office will know." we agreed.  And we started running to the stairs at
the far end of the hall and downstairs.

It took us three minutes and then the clerk made us wait before
answering us.  It was in the basement on the other side of the building.
We took off like banshees and were soon there.  After a bit of shoving
he got his tag in the slot first.

The punishment machine screen responded immediately.  It didn't have any
problem distinguishing us.  He got 20 plus an extra 2 for being first.
I got 20 plus an extra 2 for being late.  We challenged each other with
smiles as a as we stripped down.

He got into the machine first and the clamps locked him into position.
The punishment arm came out and applied the 22 strokes.  He yelled and
had a tear soaked face when he got released.  Then he had the joy of
watching me get it exactly the same way.

"He yelled and cried just like I did." interjected Granddad Blue.

After inspecting our hot red butts we dressed and washed up.  We decided
to tell the other boys how macho we were and didn't cry or yell.  In
order to protect our secret we had to stay together; to become friends.
Eventually we married and adopted your dad and aunt.

So grandson, that is how your granddads meet and we have been together
every since.  You're the first one we told the whole story.  Now go to
sleep, grandson.  Tomorrow is a very important day -- your first in
fifth grade and our fiftieth anniversary.

They bumped noses as they looked loving into each other eyes again.

The End

(C) Copyright by A.I.L.  June 9, 2002



Y.

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