Re: What is happening with this group?! -- A nice red bottom

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Subject: Re: What is happening with this group?!

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SamH

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Date Posted: 14:46:23 11/03/24 Sun

I am a grandfather now but when I was a teen my best friend and I spanked each other fairly often from age 12 -15. When we were 14 things began to change and he became the spanker and I was the one in tears with a red sore butt.

We played this spanking game often and I felt as at home over his lap as I did over my mom’s lap. I now believe I sort of enjoyed being over his lap was that my mom did the spanking in our family. My father never spanked me. He yelled and threatened a lot. Mom never raised her voice but misbehave and you got spanked , she had no problem spanking a teen boys bare butt The only man to spank me was my friends dad a few times when we were 10-11

We went to college grew up and moved apart but remained in contact.

On our 20th high school reunion we had a great time and so did our wives but one day when the ladies were going to the theater I went to his house to visit.

We visited for a while until he pulled out a wooden paddle and told me to strip for a spanking. He must have been reading my mind so a few minutes later I was over his lap and he was really spanking me.

God I loved that, even though i was soon bawling and begging him to stop I really wanted it to continue. Being spanked by him seemed so natural and through the tears I loved it.

Since then I find a reason to return home every couple of years and he willingly spanks me tears a few times during our visit.

I have no idea why being spanked by him is something I think about often, usually after I have been over my wife’s lap for a hairbrush spanking

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