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K.Lo, Part Time BUTTler

by Bubblebuttluvr


I've know Kenny, who I refer to as K.Lo, for about 5 years now. As my story progresses you'll understand the nickname. Kenny started at the publishing company where I work as an intern while he was attending college. He was and is a good looking kid. No, he is not actually a kid he was 22 when I first met him but at 12 years his senior he seemed like a kid to me. He has wavy brown hair deep green eyes. His build could be described as slightly athletic. He is not overly muscled but he is definitely in good shape.

But the thing about Kenny that makes him stand out from the crowd is his ass. This guy has one of the most amazing asses I have ever seen on anyone. It is full and meaty. Round and plump. And it juts out and bubbles up sticking out obscenely.

My office has a moderately strict dress code. Not that the guys need to wear suits but jeans are not permitted, which means that slacks and Dockers are the norm. From the first day I saw Kenny and his huge mounds waddle down the hall I was in lust.

Since he was working as an intern Kenny was required to do much of the "grunt" work. Things like getting coffee and filing. I never missed an opportunity to get him in my office to do some filing. I would clear out the bottom drawer of one of my filing cabinets and have him file everything in there. Then I would sit behind my desk and enjoy the show watching him bend. His fat bottom would pop out. Sometimes he would wiggle it from side to side as he tried to get the files to fit in the drawer.

More than once I swore that the seam down the back of his slacks was about to give way. I'd fantasize about this imagining his colossal butt popping out the back. In my fantasy he would be wearing some obscenely small bikini briefs (what can I say I have a bit of an underwear fetish). I'd imagine his big bikini brief clad buns bursting free in a flash. The undies would be something flashy, maybe a bright yellow. He'd be embarrassed trying to pull the seat of his pants back together but it would be pointless. The underpants would be riding up high on his meaty mounds of ass flesh with me enjoying the show. But sadly that was all just a fantasy.

One night after Kenny had been interning for about 3 month we had a Happy Hour after work. The night wore on and most of the office staff had already left for the evening. There were just a few of us left. It was Me, Kenny & and a couple of others. I had had lots to drink so my inhibitions were low or I what happened next never would have. But, it turned out to be a good thing. Kenny was out on the small dance floor shaking his ample ass with some girl he had met that night. I watched this with great delight as his hefty man cakes swayed to and fro. After he was done dancing Kenny plopped down in the seat next to me at the bar. It was at this point I said, "Wow, you sure can move that big ass!" As soon as I said I it I wished I could take it back but it was too late.

At this point I should mention that I am not only gay but I am completely open about it. I am in no way flamboyant but I don't see the need to hide who I am either. Kenny on the other hand is 100% straight. Of this I had no doubt. But, Kenny has known about my sexuality almost from day one. After my outburst Kenny, who was also very drunk, looked at me and said, "Do You think my ass is too big, Mr. Hart?" He then stood up and turned his back to me looking back over his shoulder his back arching and his fat ass jutting out.

I stammered over my words not sure what to say next. I was one of his superiors this could get me in some trouble, "Well, K.Lo...er...I mean Kenny your ass is perfect...What I mean is I've always been an ass man...No I don't mean that either...What I'm trying to say is...."

At that point Kenny cut me off and started laughing as he said, "Mr. Hart, it's okay. I know your an ass man. And I now you check out mine."

I blushed and said, "What do you mean?"

He looked me dead in the eye and said, "Sir, in the three months I've been here you've had me in your office 12 times to do filing. And it's always in the same bottom drawer. I know you watch my ass as I'm doing it."

I was speechless. I opened my mouth to speak but the words would not come. I had assumed that this kid was just a dumb jock, too stupid to realize that I was objectifying him. But, I was the stupid one for not giving him enough credit.

"It's okay sir, don't be embarrassed. I don't mind. I mean I guess it can be embarrassing to have such a big butt but I know that when you check it out it is because you like it and even though I'm straight It's still sort of a compliment."

I gave him a big smile and said, "Your a very open minded young man. And Kenny we've discussed this before you can call me Randy."

"I know sir, it's just habit for me. But let me ask you a question. A few minutes ago did you call me K.Lo?"

Again I blushed. I had indeed called him K.Lo. This was a nickname I used when referring to him behind his back. Obviously it was a take off on J.Lo since Kenny had an ass as big and round as Jennifer Lopez's. But he had no idea that I did this, until now. Once again words had escaped me.

"Don't worry about it sir, it's fine. K.Lo. Like J.Lo, right? I kinda like it."

I was starting to feel much more relaxed not only from the alcohol but also from Kenny or should I say K.Lo's attitude. I leaned back saying, "With that ass you should rent yourself out as a BUTTler."

Smiling Kenny said, "What do you mean Mr. Hart?"

Then much to my own surprise I shared with him the details of another of my fantasies about him. I told him that he could rent himself out to work parties. He could work the parties taking coats, serving drink & horderves. But, the whole while he could do it wearing nothing but a thong showing off his plump meaty ass cheeks. I told him it would be a quick easy way to earn money.

He laughed and said, "It would be fast money but I don't know if I could do it. I mean I would be embarrassed about having my bare ass exposed like that. I am slightly embarrassed about the size of my butt. I know that you like it so that is kind of flattering but overall I think it is way too large."

At that point I jumped in saying, "Trust me it is not too large. It is perfect."

We continued chatting and every once in awhile the conversation would come back to his ass and surprisingly it was not always me that brought it up. The more we chatted the more I came to see that Kenny had almost a love hate relationship with his own plump posterior.

The night came to a close and Kenny I parted ways. As he made his way to the door I called out, "Good night K.Lo."

He seemed to like it as he smiled a huge smile, chuckled, shook his head slightly and said to no one in particular, "K.Lo. I love that."

And from there the nickname stuck but only when no one else was around. We became much more friendly with one another it was as if K.Lo's massive ass mounds had opened up a new door for us. He knew I checked out his ass but didn't seem to care as long as no one else knew what I was doing. And thought it could have been in my head I think he would go out of his way to strut by or bend over near me just to tease me. As I said I think he has a love hate relationship with his ass.

Several more months went by and K.Lo graduated. My company ended up hiring him. And he turned out to be quit an asset. Then one day K.Lo showed up in my office saying he needed to talk with me. I told him to close the door and take a seat. He seemed uncomfortable with what he had to say. My first thought was he was leaving the company and wanted my advice on how to address our boss, Mr. Tucker. But I couldn't have been more wrong.

"Mr. Hart..."

I cut him off, "I've told you call me Randy. I'm not even your superior anymore."

"I know but it's like I always tell you it is just the way I was raised. Anyway, I have something I need to discuss with you. Do you remember that night at the bar? You had made a suggestion about a way I could earn money fast. You said I could work as a BUTTler serving at parties. Do you remember?"

Did I remember? Of course I remembered. It was after all my fantasy. I nodded 'yes'.

He continued blushing as he did so, "Well, I know you are having a Holiday party and I am trying to earn some cash to go to the beach at the end of the month with some buddies. I am low on cash so I thought maybe...Well...You know...Maybe you would consider hiring me."

I wasn't sure if he was serious or not but he looked so uncomfortable he had to be for real. My head began spinning with arousal and excitement. I asked, "Are your serious? Do you really think you could do that? I mean my friends are gay. You'd have to parade around in nothing but a thong in front of them. Your big butt would be exposed for all to see. Could you do that?"

He took a deep breath and said, "It would be very embarrassing but I really need the money so I would do it for $1,000.00."

A thousand dollars was more than I really wanted to spend but at the same time this was my fantasy coming to life. I thought about it and in the end the decision was easy I knew I would do it. But, first I wanted to set the rules so I said, "This is what I expect for my $1,000.00. You are to report to my house at 4 P.M. Saturday to start setting up. Don't wear any underwear to avoid any underwear lines. I will give you your outfit when you arrive. It will be a thong. You will act as my BUTTler for the next 24 hours. During your time of service to me you will be expected to wear nothing but the thong at all times. You will set up for the party. Serve at the party. Clean up after the party. And do any other chores around the house that I see fit. At 4 P.M. Sunday you may once again get dressed and I will at that time pay you."

K.Lo was quit for a long while as he took in what I said then he spoke, "Okay but nothing gay. I mean no sex of any kind. My thong stays on at all times and no one is allowed to touch me."

I agreed to his terms and we shook on it. Damn this was going to be exciting.

That Saturday K.Lo showed up at my house at exactly 4:00, just like we had planned. I could sense that he was nervous. He had trouble looking me in the eye. He kept talking about how he really needed the money for his trip to the beach and how if he didn't need the money so bad he would never consider doing something like this. I reassured him that I understood. I also let him know that if he didn't feel he could do this it wasn't too late to back out. After all, it was he who had proposed the the whole thing to begin with.

We chatted a bit more to put him at easy and then I finally said, "Well, we did have an agreement that you will be working for me for 24 hours. And that you would be in your costume for the whole 24 hours so, I think it is time for you to get dressed. You didn't wear any underwear did you? I don't want you having any underwear lines."

He assured me that he was indeed going commando. I disappeared into the bedroom and returned a moment later with a bag that was barely large enough to hold a spool of thread. K.Lo looked in the bag and got his first glimpse of his outfit for the next 24 hours. It was the absolute smallest thong I could find. The sides were less than 1/2". The material was a shimmering bright red satin. He gulped. I could tell that he had just pictured himself in the thong as had I. But, our reactions were completely different.

Without a word he disappeared into the bathroom to change. I waited a full 10 minutes before I knocked on the door. I knew he was nervous but the longer he stayed in there the more nervous he would get. He called out from the other side of the door, "I'm not sure I can do this."

Once again I assured him that it was okay and if he wanted to back out I would understand. Truthfully in the back of my head I always thought that this might be the case. I was never really convinced that he could go through with it. Was I disappointed? Sure, but I was truly surprised that he had gone this far. Then to my surprise the bathroom door opened and out stepped the most amazing sight I had ever seen.

No his abs weren't sculpted and he didn't have pecs hard as granite but he had the perfect build for me. And there was something about the sheepish look in his eyes that made him all the more appealing. Here he stood the object of many of my fantasies with nothing more than a tiny piece of material to cover his cock, which by the way bulged nicely in the tiny thong, and he had no idea just how sexy he was. He was actually uncomfortable and had no idea the power his body held.

He couldn't look me in the eye as I said, "Very nice. Now let's see the real star of this show. Turn around for me." He just gulped back his embarrassment as he turned his back to me. For a split second I found myself short of breath. I couldn't believe what my eyes were taking in. You know how they say that when you fantasize about something for so long the reality never lives up to it. Well, they were wrong in this case. The reality was even better.

Of course I knew his ass was massive, too massive for the rest of his frame which was much more of an average to lean build. But, until this point I had only seen it encased in pants. Seeing it bared like this I could take in the fullness, the true roundness of it. He didn't have a lot of shelf but he had tons of cheek. His mounds of ass flesh were full and fleshy and smooth like a baby's. I wasn't sure if he had shaved or if it was natural but which ever the case the end result was spectacular. The thin string of the minuscule thong disappeared between his mountains of ass flesh into the dark valley between them. I suddenly found myself wishing that I could be the strap on the back of that thong nestled firmly between those two massive slabs of beef. The way the thong arched in back made his huge bottom seem to pop out even more or perhaps that was in my mind maybe his big booty really did pop that much.

I let out a pleased sigh. K.Lo spoke asking, "Is everything okay, sir?"

"Yes. Oh my yes. Even better than I imagined. It's just the strap in back is a little crocked."

He reached back to straighten it asking, "Is that better?" I told him it wasn't. After several failed attempts he asked if I could help him. This was an invitation I did not need to get twice. I placed my hands on the waistband of the thong and tugged so that it went straight down the crack of his ample ass allowing both of my hands to run down the full globes of man flesh as I finished up. K.Lo tensed up a little at this but didn't say a word.

At that point we began to set up for the party. I had him start with some light dusting and cleaning around the house. I just sat back watching as his big bottom waddled around my home in the tiny red thong. He was by no means fat but his ass was not quite as firm as the rest of him. This was something that I liked. There was something to watching a plump young bottom jiggle and bounce. And K.Lo's had just the right amount of jiggle. I loved the way it bobbed as he ran up and down the stairs.

I next had him do a quick scrub of the kitchen floor. This was one of the highlights for me as I had him scrubbing the floor on his hands and knees. The floor was clean and really didn't need a scrubbing at all but the thought of having this sexy fat assed young man crawling around my kitchen floor on his hands and knees in just a thong with his huge bottom aimed skyward was too delicious not to see. And I was not disappointed. His huge mounds wiggled and wobbled as he crawled and scrubbed.

The thing about K.Lo's ass was that it was so large that even in this most provocative position his large ass cheeks never separated. Most people's cheeks would separate and their most private area would be proudly on display but not this kid. His cheeks were so fleshy that there was no way for them to separate on their own. Something about that aroused me as I watched this hot young man's booty jiggle as he scrubbed.

Soon the cleaning and the preparations for the party were complete. By this point K.Lo had been around me for several hours wearing nothing but the thong. He had relaxed and was now able to look me in the eye again. We were even talking just like normal. I even think he got into teasing me with his big bottom wiggling it a little more than necessary. But I had no issue with that at all. I just enjoyed the show.

Finally my guests started to arrive. K.Lo greeted each one at the door in just his thong. He took their coats and waddled off to the guest room to place them on the bed. Each man squealed with delight as they were greeted by my sexy young BUTTler. And then when he turned to walk off with their coats each audible gasped. None of them had ever seen an ass quite so large with so much jiggle before.

K.Lo's big bare bottom became the talk of the party. He spent most of the night blushing as he heard people talk about lard ass. He couldn't even look anyone in the eye he just brought them the drinks they requested and cleaned up after them. It appeared to me as if he had found a mental escape. Maybe he was imagining himself on the beach. Whatever he did he managed to get himself through the evening and I was very impressed. My friends didn't talk to him but rather about him. It was as if he was an object to be critiqued.

The men discussed his state of undress. They discussed the size and shape of his ass. Some thought it was too large and he should be ashamed of it. Most, like myself, disagreed feeling that if anything it wasn't large enough. But, K.Lo took it all in stride. Even when a couple of the guys "accidentally" ran their hands along his fleshy melons. He just turned quickly reminding them that they could look but not touch.

Things were going quite smoothly until K.Lo, while serving a tray of drinks bumped into an end table and knocked a crystal vase off. It came crashing to the floor and shattered into a million pieces. The room went silent and K.Lo dropped to the floor immediately trying to gather the pieces. All eyes were on his ample caboose and he gathered the broken vase. I came rushing into the room. K.Lo looked up at me saying, "I'm sorry, sir. It was an accident."

I snapped back saying, "Do you have any idea how much that vase cost?!"

He assured me he would pay for it as he saw the angry look in my eyes.

"That vase cost $1,000.00. It was hand blown in Italy! How are you going to pay for it? I suppose you'll just have to work this party for free.!"

Fear crossed K.Lo's face as what I was saying sunk in. It would mean that he had put himself in this uncomfortable situation for no reason. It would mean that he had bared his ass to a house full of leering gay men for no reason. It would mean that at the end of the day he would still need $1,000.00 for the beach. He jumped to his feet saying, "No, sir, please can't we work something out Mr. Hart. I need that thousand dollars for my trip."

I looked at him sternly and was silent for well over a minute before I spoke. I could see that he was uncomfortable but I didn't care. Then I spoke, "I have one thought in mind. A punishment of sorts."

"Yes, that sounds fair, sir."

"You haven't even heard it yet."

"I don't care. I'll do whatever you say, Mr. hart. I really need that money for my trip."

I looked him up and down before saying, "Fine. You behaved like an irresponsible child so you'll be spanked like an irresponsible child." I pulled a dinning room chair into the middle of the living room and sat down. I patted my lap and said, "Now get your fat ass over my lap, young man."

His eyes grew wide as he realized what was happening. He said, "Please, no, not this. It's too humiliating."

"I thought you said you thought this was fair."

"Well, I never thought that you would want to spank me. And in front of everyone."

I stood saying, "Fine then you work the party for free."

"No!", he stopped me. Then with much effort he said "Maybe you could spank me in private after everyone has gone. It's just so humiliating."

"No, I call the shots and I spank you now or no deal!" I knew I had him where I wanted him and I knew I should feel bad but I didn't. You see when I shared my BUTTler fantasy with K.Lo originally what I didn't tell him was the part of the fantasy where I get to spank his big bouncy ass. Fate had taken a hand and supplied me with this opportunity and I was not gonna pass it up. I looked him in the eye and asked, "Well?"

He didn't say a word just nodded his head, 'yes'. I sat in the chair and he draped himself across my lap. I had an erection already from watching his ample booty wiggle all evening and now from the anticipation of spanking his large ass. I know he had to feel it as he lay across my lap but he never said a word. All my party guests made a semi circle around us to watch the show. K.Lo just hung his head in embarrassment. I raised my hand high and brought it down hard on his big jiggly rump. CRACK!!!! He yelled out and threw back his head arching his back and pushing out his fat bottom. The men cheered like spectators at a sporting event. A large pink hand print was emblazoned on his large left buttock.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! I wasted no time in assaulting his young fat bottom. His ass flesh was a soft creamy white. After the first several swats his big booty was taking on a light pink glow. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

K.Lo was kicking his legs at this point and yelling out in pain. He begged for mercy saying, "Please Mr. Hart, sir, no more. I'm sorry I'll be good." All this time I had been encouraging him to call me Randy but now with him over my lap, his ass bare as I slowly spanked it red I had to admit that I liked the sound of his calling me Mr. Hart and sir. It actually turned me on a little and seemed very right for the situation.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

His fat ass melons jiggled with each swat. In addition to that he was wiggling in my lap in an attempt to avoid my swats. This caused his ample booty to wiggle from side to side as well. The guys cheered as his big buns bobbled freely. His fat cheeks were now a glowing red. They resembled two genetically enhanced tomatoes. The red of the thong almost matched the red of K.Lo's poor abused ass pillows.

After a few more swats I stopped spanking and ordered him to his feet. He stood but couldn't look me in the eye. I told him that the price of the vase had been paid for. I then instructed him to clean up the broken pieces and continue working the party. He did as he was told. But, was unable to look anyone directly in the eye the rest of the night. The night wore on and soon the party came to an end.

K.Lo spent the night in the guest room. My guess would be he slept on his stomach. In the morning he helped me clean the apartment. Most of the redness was gone from his large buns which were now a soft pink. He was obviously unhappy with me for having spanked him like that. But, to his credit he honored our agreement. He had spent 24 hours in the thong helping me clean and serve at the party and then clean up after.

Four O'clock Sunday afternoon arrived and K.Lo dressed. I handed him a check and thanked him for his service. He looked at the check then he looked at me saying, "Mr. Hart, this check is for $2,000.00. Our deal was for $1,000.00."

I just smiled saying, "Let's call it a bonus for being such a good sport."

A big grin crossed his face as he said, "Okay. Thank you, sir." And just like that things went back to normal between us. We never discussed the party or the spanking again after that, though I thought about it quit often. We went back to our old habits with K.Lo strutting around the office wiggling his ample hiney a little more than normal to tease me.

In fact on more than one occasion when I ran into him in the restroom K.Lo would go to the trouble of lowering his pants to his knees and make a big production about tucking in his shirt. I would watch from behind drinking in his large buns encased in his tighty whities. Then I would make some lewd comment about his large butt at which point he would act as if he didn't realize I was there watching him. What can I say I got off on the show and he obviously gets off on the attention.

I often wonder if he would be so cool with me if he knew that the "$1,000.00 hand blown Italian" crystal vase he broke was actually purchased at a local retailer for $10.00. Oh, well fortunately he'll never know.

The End


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Nineteen year old Brad Tomkins just stood there staring with disgust at his side of the dorm room. It was a mess! He had only started his freshman year of college a few months ago and already his possessions seemed to be taking over his side of the room. He turned to looked at His best friend and roommates Grant's side of the room. It was neat as a pin. Grant and Brad had been friends since

Brad: Spanked At The Doctor's Office, Part 5

It was an unusually warm fall day as Brad Tomkins strode across campus from his dorm to Dr. Marky's office. Brad had been feeling run down and sluggish so Coach Phillips suggested getting a full physical. After all there was a big wrestling match coming up and Brad was his best wrestler, he couldn't sacrifice him. Brad knew he was just run down from studying all night for midterms, holding down a

Brad: Spanked At The Library Part 8

Brad Tomkins was a procrastinator. He had a paper due on General Patton Monday morning at 8:00 A.M. and he had barely begun. He would have to spend all weekend working on it. It was 15 minutes before the campus library closed and Brad needed to get a few books for research. He made his way to the counter and placed the three books he had chosen on the counter. Then panic set in, he couldn't find

Brad: Spanked By A Cop, Part 15

It was parents’ weekend at the university. Unfortunately due to some last minute business deal Brad Tomkin's father wouldn't be able to make the two hour drive up. But Grant's father would be able to make it. In fact Brad and Grant were waiting for Grants' father, Mr. Harper, to pick them up. He was stopping by to take them out to dinner. Grant's parents had divorced when he was young and he

Brad: Spanked By His Girlfriend's Father, Part 3

As Brad Tomkins drove along he couldn't believe his good luck. It was just one short week ago that Lana told him she never wanted to see him again and then this morning she called and said she wanted to see him this evening. It was on their last date that she decided that she didn't want to see him again. He had tried to force himself on her; she slapped him and stormed out of his dorm room as

Brad: Spanked By Santa - Part 13

Once again the holidays were rapidly approaching and once again Brad Tomkins had no money for gifts. And he had no one to blame but himself. Brad had quit another job on a whim. He had wanted to attend a concert but he had to work. When his boss wouldn't give him the night off he quit. Being nineteen years old and a freshman in college with a full class load Brad didn't have many options open to

Brad: Spanked For Sneaking In Part 17

Nineteen year old Brad Tomkins had been working at Luke's Hideaway for several weeks when without warning the University put a curfew into effect. It seemed that there were vandals on campus and to put an end to their late night shenanigans the Dean had put a midnight curfew in place, no exceptions. Therefore, Brad would have to quit his job at Luke's since the bar stayed open till

Brad: Spanked On The Job, Part 4

Brad Tomkins was spoiled. At age 19 he had it made. His Father paid his college tuition, which covered his room and board. And he even got an allowance. However, Brad wanted more to which Mr. Tomkins responded, "Get a job!" Which is exactly what Brad did. A local fast food place called, Burgers-N-More was hiring part time help and Brad landed the job. "It's not ideal," thought Brad but it's

Brad: Spanked Stripper, Part 14

It was that time again--the time where Brad Tomkins found himself short on cash. At nineteen Brad was in his first year of college and had already gone through a string of jobs. The simple truth of the matter was Brad was lazy and he tended to coast through life on his good looks and wrestlers body. Not to mention his big round booty, which he was not above wiggling to get what he wanted. So

Brad: Swim Spank Part 6

Brad Tomkins and his friend Grant had dates. Grant had a great idea. They would steal the keys to the college’s outdoor pool and go for a late night swim with the girls. The plan was simple Grant would distract Coach Dan Phillips while Brad stole the keys to the pool area. It worked perfectly. Coach Phillips never suspected a thing. That night after dinner Brad and Grant brought Betty and

Brad: Trick Or Spank Part 7

It was late October. It was also Brad Tomkins’ first year away at college and he was having the time of his life. The biggest sorority on campus was having their annual Halloween, masquerade party. Brad and his two buddies Grant and Kirk decided that they wanted to be part of it. They thought it would be a good way to meet new women. They only condition was that you had to come in costume.

Braydin, Spanked & Expelled

It wasn't as though Braydin were a bad guy really. He just has strong opinions and views. And no tolerance for those he deemed stupid. The problem was that he was an 18 year old high school senior and had no problem telling Mrs. Sloan, his fifty something year old English teacher, just what he thought of her. That is why on a Monday morning at 10:00 am he was sitting in front of Principal

Christopher's Forced Black Gang Bang Punishment

It had been a long day for Christopher. He had started with his company straight out of college and over the past 13 years had worked his way up the ladder. Now at 35 he was the head of his entire department. This was a good thing. But that meant lot of travel, which Christopher hated. So, that was a bad thing. He boarded the plane at 5:00 and made the two hour flight to the home

Controlling A Cop

It was a comfortable spring night as Officer Calloway made his way quietly around the side of the building. He was on night shift and had "fag" patrol, that's what all the officers called it. It seems that every night after the gay bars let out some of the men come to an alley behind an old donut shop. They park in the small lot and cruise one another. Some get into each other’s cars and fuck

Danny & Coach Davis: Coach Takes Control

Trevor Mannix was in a state. He had just come from picking up his 18 year old son Danny at the police station. It seems that Danny had been out doing some drinking with his buddies the night before and gotten pulled over for driving under the influence that coupled with the fact that he was under age had landed Danny in the drunk tank overnight and most of the next day. The judge hearing cases

Danny & Coach Davis: Spanked For Squirting Part 2

Coach Davis shut the door behind him before dropping into the hard back wooden chair behind his desk. It had been a long day for the high school gym teacher. He rose at five that morning and headed off to the gym to get a workout before school. Then he spent the rest of the day not only teaching his regular gym classes but also using his free periods to fill in for Mr. Tucker, who had called in

Danny & Coach Davis: Hotel Spanking, Part 3

Coach Davis was bent over at the waist, his large hairy nuts swinging freely between his thick thighs. His ample well rounded ass aimed toward the hotel room door. He stepped into the leg openings of his scant leopard print thong and pulled them up over his meaty thighs. Just as the thin band of his sexy little under garment disappeared between his mountains of ass flesh the door burst open and

Forgive Us Father

Father Ryan removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. The pressure was building up and promising to be one massive headache. Today had been quit an active day at St. Augustine's University for Men, where he was Dean of Students. As he closed his eyes and applied pressure to his forehead he could feel everyone of his thirty-nine years. Most days Father Ryan enjoyed his work but

Frankie The Face Sitter - Troy's Punishment

Troy Banks stood before the mirror in the boys restroom at St. Martin's School For Boys. He straightened his tie and washed his hands as he looked in the mirror at his own reflection. What looked back at him was a perfectly sculpted jawline & dazzling blue eyes. His thick dirty blond was hanging down over one eye. All in all Troy was pleased at what looked back at him. Troy was an

Glen: Locked Out Part 1

Eighteen-year-old Glen Deaning loved Saturday mornings. As long as he could remember his parents always took Saturday mornings to go to The Farms Market to get fresh fruits and vegetables for the week. And for the past year his brother, Carl had been working the breakfast shift at the restaurant, which left Glen alone to enjoy his solitude. Something he didn't get to do very often. So, he really

Glen: Three Strikes, You're Out, Part 3

Eighteen year old Glen Deaning stuck his head into the hallway and called out, "Has anyone seen my baseball uniform!?" From downstairs in the living room Dean's brother Carl called back, "Yeah I saw it hanging in the basement!" From up above Carl could hear Dean's footsteps as he ran down the hall and the descended the stairs. Carl was sitting on the sofa eating a bowl of cereal and watching

Glen: Exposed At A Soccer Match

It had been a good season and it all came down to these last four minutes of the soccer match. Glen Deaning's High School soccer team, the Wolverines, were minutes away from scoring the biggest victory of the year. If they could triumph and beat the Hurricanes they would be able to go to the National Championship in Miami, Florida. Each young man wanted this and was working hard to achieve it.

Guido, Arrogant Muscle God Part 1

Arrogant, cocky & narcissistic were the three words that best described Guido Scarpelli. Though in his defense it was hard not to be arrogant when you looked like him. Dark sexy Italian good looks with short dark brown hair so dark it was almost black. Deep dark eyes set in a perfectly chiseled face.Then there was his body. He was 100% lean muscle. He had a perfect six pack and muscles that

Harry & The Fraternity Nerds Part 2

It had been three months since Harry's girlfriend, Jenny, had talked him into wearing here sheer white lacey thong. The deal had been that if he would wear her thong all day she would finally give him head for the first time. Harry did it and then after a surprise football practice was called he wound up having the entire team plus the coach see him in her scant little panties. Harry had

Harry, Fraternity Bitch, Part 3

It had been several weeks since Harry's encounter with Seymour & the men of Kappa Chi. At first the experience had humbled him. He was different. Much more subdued with less bravado. It was as if someone had let all the wind out of his sail. But as the weeks passed by his old arrogance can back with a vengeance. It was almost as if he were over compensating for the humiliation and ridicule

Harry: The Deal

"No way in hell!" Harry said as he got out of Jenny's bed and made his way across her dorm room. "Come on," pleaded Jenny who was still in bed under the covers. Shaking his head no, Harry bent down to pick his briefs from where he had thrown them on the floor the night before. He then began to work the small black cotton undergarment up over his well muscled thighs, pulling it over his

Harry: The Deal

"No way in hell!" Harry said as he got out of Jenny's bed and made his way across her dorm room. "Come on," pleaded Jenny who was still in bed under the covers. Shaking his head no, Harry bent down to pick his briefs from where he had thrown them on the floor the night before. He then began to work the small black cotton undergarment up over his well muscled thighs, pulling it over his

Humiliating Timmy - Strip Poker Spank Part 1

It was a typical Monday night for forty-five year old Tim Collins and his men. They were gathered around his dinning room table for their weekly game of strip poker. The whole idea for a weekly game of strip poker had started over twenty-two years ago when Tim was just a rookie on the Glendale police force. Tim wasn't much of a gambler in those days and as he sat in on the first poker game he

I'll Take A Side Of Ass

Isaiah had been working at Mike's Diner as a cook for nearly ten years. He didn't mind the job but he hated working the night shift. Nights were always slow and since they put in the new highway they had gotten even worse. The highway went right over the diner causing them to miss the little late night traffic they used to get. Isaiah couldn't figure out why Mike insisted on staying

Janitor's Bitch: Bitch In Training, Part 1

It was another late night at the office for Barry Spitzer. He had been working lots of late nights lately. It wasn't exactly that he minded. He didn't have a partner or any children to devote his time to. But, at the same time how would he ever meet anyone if he spent all his free time working over. But, he did hope that all his extra efforts would not go unnoticed by his boss Mr. Teiger.

K.Lo, Part Time BUTTler

I've know Kenny, who I refer to as K.Lo, for about 5 years now. As my story progresses you'll understand the nickname. Kenny started at the publishing company where I work as an intern while he was attending college. He was and is a good looking kid. No, he is not actually a kid he was 22 when I first met him but at 12 years his senior he seemed like a kid to me. He has wavy brown hair deep green

Kyle & His Father: Halloween Fright Night Part 5

It was Halloween. And once again the law firm where Jeff Hyatt practiced law was holding their annual Halloween Charity Masquerade Ball. Jeff & his late wife always loved Halloween and the two of them had passed their love of the holiday onto their now 19 year old son Kyle. Kyle and Jeff never missed the annual Masquerade Ball since the passing of Kyle's mother.This year Jeff opted to go as

Kyle & His Father: The Convenience Store Part 4

Attorney Jeff Hyatt & his 19 year old son Kyle were on their way from a charity affair that his law firm was sponsoring. It had been a black tie affair so both men were dressed to the nines in matching tuxedos. It was going on 2 AM as they drove along the highway. Jeff looked at the digital gas gage which was on the last bar and blinking. He knew he'd need gas before heading into the city

Kyle And His Father - The Taxi Driver

Jeff Hyatt rushed in the door from work in just enough time to shower and change before heading back out the door again. Jeff and his 19-year-old son, Kyle were meeting an old college friend of Jeff's for dinner tonight. Jeff's friend, Greg was celebrating his 40th birthday and the Hyatt men were taking him to dinner in one of the best restaurants in New York City. Jeff hated to drive into the

Kyle And His Father, Part 3 - A Drive In The Country

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon as Jeff Hyatt and his 19-year-old son Kyle drove through the country. Jeff loved to take these long drives in the country and get away from the city for a while. Since he had made partner at his law firm these trips were becoming scarcer. So he treasured them all that much more. Plus it was a good time for him to get together with his Son and just talk and

Kyle, His Father & The Prowler

Kyle was awakened by a loud "THUD". He shot straight up in bed. "What?"he garbbled still half asleep. He looked around his room trying to focus still partly unaware was where he was. As he awoke he realized he was in his own room and that something had awoken him. He had heard a noise, that’s right a noise. But was it real or just part of a dream? Maybe it was his Father. He glanced at his alarm

Lance & His Stepdad: Joining Lloyd Part 3

Lance’s head was spinning after his crazy morning encounter with his new stepdad, Professor Lloyd Tuttle. He would soon learn that Lloyd came to breakfast every morning sporting his morning wood, went out side to get the paper in this state and proceeded with his day until his erection subsided. All of this was done with complete naïveté. His intent was not to flaunt his body. He truly

Lance & His Stepdad: Morning Wood Part 2

The rest of Lance’s first day home went pretty much the same with Lloyd, now naked except for his black nylon dress socks and sock garters, going about his afternoon and evening activities acting as if it was completely normal to be in this state in front of his stepson. And Lance’s mom, Gloria, seemed as oblivious as her new husband. But as odd as this all was Lance was enjoying the show

Lance & His Stepdad: The First Meeting

by BubbleButtLuvr Lance Harper knew when his mother remarried things would change but he had no idea just how much. His parents had divorced when he was quit young and his dad moved across country so most of his life it had just been him and his mother, Gloria. Then Lance went away to college. He was hesitant to leave his mother alone but she was insistent that he go. Within two

Master Peter and The Butler

Geoffrey pressed his ear to Peter's bedroom door. He could hear the shower running in Peter's private bathroom. He stood like that for several minutes listening to be certain that Peter was in the shower. Once he felt certain that Peter would not come out Geoffrey placed is white-gloved hand on the doorknob and turned slowly. The door eased open and Geoffrey crept silently into the room closing

Mr. Cromwell's Secret Exposed

At 39 years of age Oliver Cromwell was the youngest President that Hargrove Savings & Loan had ever had. But even at 39 Oliver had a better body than most men half his age. He stood a towering 6'3" and weighed 250lbs.His arms were an amazing 21" and his chest a staggering 52"; his waist 33" and his quads 28". And his ass, his ass ballooned out into a ridiculously huge 45" giving him a full foot

Officers Carter & Matthew: Hotel Spanking

It was the last day of the week long State Trooper Convention being held in South Beach and Officers Matthews & Carter were getting ready to check out shortly for their 1:00 P.M. flight back home. Their room was a complete mess. Dirty clothes were thrown all over the place. A pair of used multi-colored stripped bikini briefs hung from the a bed side lamp. Officer Jim Matthews arose from a sound

Officers Matthews & Carter: Roadside Discipline

If Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter had know what was in store for them they probably would never have pulled over the old rusty pick up with the Gay Pride sticker plainly placed in the back window of the cap on back. However not having the ability to see into the future they did pull it over and both men learned a lesson they would not soon forget. Officers Matthews & Carter had been

Officers Matthews & Carter: Visit To A Gay Beach

Officers Jim Matthews and Chad Carter were in South Miami Beach, Florida for their annual week long State Trooper Convention. It was the first day and the men got into town early. It was just after noon and they were already registered at the hotel and unpacked. The convention was scheduled to kick off that night at 7:00 P.M. with a Meet & Greet type dinner with the actual seminars and so forth

Rear End Window

I never used to think of myself as the kind of person who would spy on his neighbors. But, all that changed a few months ago. My name is Rob Miller. I live in an old brownstone in New York City, on the second floor. You know the kind, the ones where your back window faces the back window of your neighbor, with a courtyard in between. Those of you who have seen the classic movie Rear

Rear End Window

I never used to think of myself as the kind of person who would spy on his neighbors. But all that changed a few months ago. My name is Rob Miller. I live in an old brownstone in New York City on the second floor. You know the kind, the ones where your back window faces the back window of your neighbors with a court yard in between. Those of you who have seen Rear Window understand. And in some

Rear End Window, Part 2

It had been several weeks since I had been lucky enough to witness 18-year-old Dannny Macmillan's spanking at the hands of his father and I was convinced it was just that, a stroke of good luck. After the incident things remained the much the same, Danny would rise early and go for a run. He'd arrive home at 6:00 A.M. strip down to one of an assortment of skimpy bikini briefs that he owned and

Ricky & Mr Corrigan: Busted

Ricky has worked for me for the past six months and has been driving me into a wild sexual frenzy for just as long. Who am I? My name is Don Corrigan. I'm a 42 year old manager of an outfit called Pack-N-Move. We rent trucks and vans. Anyway, six months ago Ricky comes in for an interview. At 23 the kid is young enough to be my son. But, he's not and he's cute as hell. Jet black hair,

Scott's Bare Bottom Adventures: Moving In With Gary & His Son Jack

There is nothing particularly earth shattering about my story. My name is Scott. I grew up the Eastern part of the US. I'm 30's years old. I'm a bodybuilder/personal trainer. I stand about 5'10

Spanked Executive

"Hey watch what you’re doin', asshole! You just spilled your drink on me!” came the voice from the man in the seat next to where Mark was standing. Now at this point Mark could have apologized. Actually he should have apologized, but that was not Mark's style. Mark was conceited, arrogant and full of himself. To put it simply Mark was an asshole. Truth be told Mark had been this way his whole

The New Suit

Ian Marshall's cousin Marie was getting married. While Ian was not part of the wedding party he was still in need of a suit to wear to the ceremony. He hadn't worn a suit in over five years. In fact the last time he wore a suit was when he was fifteen and sang in the church Christmas pageant. He was now twenty three years old and had grown at least three inches. Being in his last year of college

Turning The Tables On Dad

Growing up all I ever heard was, "As long as you live under my roof you'll do as I say, young man!" Yeah my Father was very strict. Up until the time I moved out of his house, at age 22, I had to toe the line or accept the punishment. Punishment was always the same. Dad would make me strip to my briefs with my hands at my sides as he lectured me. Then I'd have to lie across his lap and take some

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