Tommy's Attitude Adjustment Chapter 17

Tommy's Attitude Adjustment Chapter 17
by Chadlad

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Chapter 17: Brothers of the Red Butt

But Chad's plans for Cynthia weren't to be, after all. He discovered that when they pulled up to Jimmy's house with Alan and Jesse already in the car, and Jimmy came out alone. "Sorry, guys," he said as he climbed through the sliding door and joined them. "Cynthia called back and said she's got the flu or food poisoning or something. She said on the phone that she was next to the toilet, and she couldn't decide which was the most urgent need -- to barf into it or sit on it. She said she'd call you, Chad when she feels better and to make sure you knew that she was really, really sorry she couldn't come."

"I guess you guys are all going stag, then," Alan's mother said cheerfully, causing a flush of pink embarrassment in Alan at the possible double implication in her words. She might have been comfortable with her son possibly being gay, but he clearly wasn't ready to discuss it openly, at least not yet. She dumped them at the mall entrance. "Now remember, call me on your cell, Alan, if something comes up. Otherwise, I'll be back at 10:00 sharp. And stay out of trouble. I'm leaving 5 boys, I expect to pick up 5 boys. And none of you had better be in multiple pieces, bleeding, or accompanied by the cops." Alan pushed the door closing button and the automatic door sealed shut and his mother drove away.

It's hard to describe the heady freedom of being a pubescent boy hanging with his friends at the mall. The 5 of them drooled over video games and played the demonstrators at Gamestop for some time, then poked through the adult items as well as the childish ones at Sunset House, giggling like school girls over such items as "Fart in a Can" and condoms for poorly hung men (actually finger cots repackaged at a much higher cost, but none of the boys knew anything about finger cots and took the labeling at it's word). They wandered through the toy stores, the two younger boys longing openly for the latest items, the other three trying to conceal their interest in cars and action figures in a façade of cool while the little boys still inside them experienced the same longing. Alan drifted through the toy store with the two younger boys, nudging Jesse to point out a particularly cool item, moving up beside him to brush shoulders while the two talked avidly about which cars were the coolest. Jesse appeared to be cheered by the attention, forgetting his troubles with Tommy for a time.

Finally, it was time to drift over to the movie theater and check the particular shows offered that evening and the times they were starting. Jesse and Gabriel immediately opted for the latest in kiddy action movies, a typical "children on their own run amok" film of a type that had become typical since "Home Alone" had made millions. Alan, surprising Jimmy but not Chad, professed interest in the same film and offered to go with them. Chad and Jimmy, on the other hand, opted for the latest in PG-13 action films, somewhat relieved that they had this option with the younger boys gone. They parted company with the other three, whose movie was starting in just minutes, Chad reminding Alan to take good care of Gabriel. Gabriel rolled his eyes at the comment, clearly feeling he needed no taking care of.

Chad and Jimmy bought their tickets and wandered to the concession stand, trying to decide if they really wanted a jumbo popcorn at those prices. Suddenly, a voice behind them made Chad jump. "Hey, putas! Como esta!" Turning, he saw Joey Turpin approaching, looking scruffy as ever as he pounded Chad on the back and almost knocked him over. Jimmy ducked under the overly friendly smack, only to receive a friendly rabbit punch in the side instead when Joey missed the first time. Wincing, Chad said, "Oh, hi, Joey. What ya seeing?"

"I see them all," Joey said. "I work here on Friday and Saturday nights." He leaned over the counter. "Hey, Lou!" he called to a boy making popcorn. "Get me one of those large water bottles." The pimply boy tossed Joey a bottle. "Come on," he said to Chad and Joey. "I'll take you to the booth. The manager doesn't mind if I take people up there as long as they've got a ticket." He led them up to the second floor, then punched a code into a door in the wall and waved them in.

Chad wasn't sure what he was expecting – perhaps huge machines with big rolls of film on them. What he saw was a bank of computer-like machines on one wall, and a series of squat projectors aiming out at different angles through little windows. Joey sensed their surprise. "Everything's digital here these days," he said. "No more film. All I have to do is cue the start sequences and make sure stuff keeps running. I've got headphones I can plug into the audio for any film I want to see."

Chad moved over to peer out the projection windows at the theaters below. Most were in the middle of a movie, but two were lit, people moving in for the next show. Glancing down, he could see Alan sitting next to Jesse, who was sitting next to Gabriel, the three talking animatedly, Jesse making little movements in the air with his arms as he described something. He seemed at ease with the other two boys, Tommy momentarily forgotten.

A voice out of the darkness startled Chad. "What did you bring those two shit heads up here for?" a female voice said, dripping with venom. Lindsay! Lindsay from his class was up here with Joey! Lindsay the Discipline Assistant, who'd practically yanked Jimmy's balls off when paddling him a few weeks ago, and smiled while she did it.

"Come on, Chad, let's go," Jimmy growled. "Sorry Joey. We'll hang out some other time. No offense, but Lindsay and I don't get along."

"What's the matter, Piggy?" Lindsay taunted. "Still miffed over that little spanking? You should be grateful – I went easy on you! You put on a good show, but I hardly hurt you at all." She turned to Joey. "Mrs. Rose is right – you have to keep these little boys in line and off balance. You have to admit Piggy was adorable in his birthday suit! And Mircrodick is such a baby! You wouldn't think a few little slaps on the butt would make a boy cry that much!" She smirked in memory. Joey looked at her with an unreadable expression. When he didn't respond, she turned to Chad. "Get out, both of you. Go play your little boy games with each other. Find a dark theater and give each other blow jobs or something! Leave the growups alone!"

"We were just leaving," Chad said, heading for the door, which was hard to find in the semi-darkness of the projection room. Joey was standing in front of the door, his arms crossed. It was hard to see in the darkness, but he appeared to be glaring at Lindsay.

"You think a bare butt spanking is no big deal?" he asked in a level tone.

"Well, it's certainly nothing to carry on about the way those two did," she snapped back. "If they had any balls they'd not have been such crybabies – I didn't even beat Piggy's little butt as hard as I could have, and a little squeeze on the balls is nothing," she said dismissively.

"So you're saying I don't have any balls," Joey said. "I got paddled, too, you know. I couldn't keep from bawling at the end. You must think I don't have any balls, either."

Lindsay stopped smiling as she realized that crying while being spanked was a delicate subject for Joey, who'd been humiliated in front of class by Mrs. Rose just as Chad and Jimmy had. She forced a smile and reached for Joey's crotch. "Don't be silly," she said. "Everyone knows you've got the biggest balls of all the boys." Joey stopped her hand before it got to his crotch, catching her wrist and holding it away.

"So you must think I'm a wuss, then," Joey continued, glaring at Lindsay. "You tell me to my face how big and strong I am, but you're thinking I'm a big wuss for crying when I got my butt beat."

"No, no!" Lindsay protested, trying again to caress Joey's sizable crotch bulge. A quick, surreptitious glance by Chad confirmed that Joey had a raging hard on. He was instantly jealous its size.. "Of course not! I was talking about them, not you!" She put on a pouty face. "Don't be mad, Joey! I'm not saying you're anything like those little fairies." She smiled up at him. "Tell them to go away and play their little boy games! You and I have adult games to play, if you know what I mean." She waved at Chad. "So go along, Microdick! Take Piggy with you. Horse and I want to be alone!"

"I told you I don't like that name," Joey said, an edge in his voice.

"It suits you," Lindsay replied, "You may need a little guidance, but you've got it where it counts. Now make the little cocksuckers go away so we can have some fun."

"I think maybe you're the one who needs to go," Joey said. He pulled the door open half way, urging Lindsay forward while blocking Chad from slipping out with his body. "You think I can't find another bitch to slobber my cock for me? Or two or three? If you can't respect my friends, I'll find a bitch who can!"

Lindsay seemed taken aback by Joey's response. She hesitated a moment, then fluttered her eyes at Joey. "It's not that I don't respect your friends, Joey. I just thought you'd rather be alone with me than have Piggy and Microdick around us. They're just little boys, and weak, immature ones at that! Don't waste your time with them!"

Joey pulled the door wider. "Get out, bitch," he said. "If you don't like my friends, you don't like me – they're part of who I am. Go home and play with yourself instead. Stick you finger in your own cunt and pretend it's a guy's cock!"

Lindsay resisted his pull on her arm. "Come on, Joey," she said. "I was just joking around! The guys know I was joking!" She looked at Jimmy. "You know I was joking, don't you?"

Jimmy shrugged. "Sounded serious to me," he said. He turned and walked toward the door, only to have Joey block his exit.

"Out," Joey said to Lindsay. "Out of here, and out of my life, bitch."

Lindsay looked at Joey pleadingly. "Please, Joey! Don't be mad!" She looked at Chad and Jimmy. "I'm sorry, okay? You guys can't help it you still have little boy bodies. I mean, everyone's on their own schedule, right? And spanking you, that wasn't personal. The Nose made me do it! Okay?" she said hopefully, looking back at Joey.

Joey looked at her stonily, then shut the door again. "Okay," he said. "Okay. That's a start. But you dissed my boys, and I can't let you do to that. I take care of my people. Maybe you had to paddle Jimmy because The Nose made you, but she didn't tell you to squeeze his balls, did she? That was going too far, and I have to protect my people." He paused and considered some more. "You have to make it even with them," he finally said. "They were humiliated by you, you have to be humiliated by them, especially Jimmy." He looked up, decision altering his features. "You want to stay? Then get your big ass over there and give my boy Jimmy a blow job – a good one."

"Joey!" Lindsay said, shocked.

Surprise crossed Jimmy's face, then he grinned. "Yeah," he said. "Give me a blow job and we'll call it even," he smirked. Lindsay took a deep breath, preparing to cut Jimmy down to size with words, but then caught Joey's expression. Joey wasn't smiling, he was looking at her intently and seriously.

"I only now realized I've been letting you get away with something I'd never any kid in school get away with – dissing members of my crew. Well, it's gonna stop right now! You hurt my boy, you hurt him bad. And you ridiculed Chad, and he's my boy, too! You have to make it up to them, or you and me and done," Joey said with finality.

"But Joey," Lindsay whined. "You don't expect me to- to- to perform—to perform, um, that way on Pi—on Jimmy, do you? Not really?

"Yeah," Joey said. "I do. And not just Jimmy. I want you to suck 'em both! And that other kid you paddled – Alan. He's in my crew, now, too. You have to suck 'em all! You can do these two right now, and do Alan before the week is out. And put yourself into it, like you do with me. Don't pretend you don't like sucking cock –we all know that's a lie – you love it. Give all three of my boys the best head they've ever had! Or else get out and leave me and my boys alone! Your choice." His eyes glinted with fire in the semi-darkness.

"Joey…" Lindsay said, staring at him pleadingly. Chad shifted uncomfortably.

"She doesn't have to do that," Chad said to Joey. "I don't want her to, anyway."

"Well, I do," said Jimmy. "As long as she doesn't bite it off."

Joey glared at Jimmy and Chad. "Shut up," he said. "This isn't about you two. It's between us." He looked Lindsay in the eye. "So what's it gonna be, bitch?"

"Joey…" Lindsay said again, looking at his steely gaze. She hesitated, looked at the ground. Then she slumped, and all the fire went out of her. "Him first," she said, pointing to Jimmy.

"You heard the lady," Joey said to Jimmy. "She wants to show you some respect. Take your pants down and let her." Lindsay was already crossing to where Jimmy stood, getting down on her knees in front of him. When Jimmy didn't move, Joey continued, "What, are you going to disrespect me, too? I offered you my bitch! Get your pants down and take her."

Shrugging, Jimmy unsnapped his pants button and lowered the zipper, Lindsay helping by pulling his pants and underpants to his knees and immediately taking the base of his short, twisted penis and licking it like a lollipop. Jimmy was hard in moments, looking down, amazed, at his former enemy servicing him with abandon. Chad gaped, bug-eyed, at the sight of his best friend's dick being swallowed whole by a girl who was obviously an expert and enthusiastic cock- sucker. Joey stared out the windows on the far side of the room, ignoring what has girlfriend was doing to another boy's genitals. Lindsay seemed to know just where to lick Jimmy, concentrating first on the twisted skin of the underside, then sucking in the head and slurping on it, then licking him from base of cock to head from all sides.

Chad couldn't take his eyes away. She wasn't just enjoying it, he realized. Lindsay had her eyes shut and was making little noises of pleasure as she serviced Jimmy, her left hand caressing her breasts and then slipping down into the top of her waistband and then deeper, into her panties where it began rhythmically stroking her crotch. Her right hand was now nthusiastically pumping the base of Jimmy's cock as she licked the tip, while Chad could see her left moving rhythmically in her panties. She's got her finger in her vagina, Chad realized. Like it was a boy's penis! He shifted position for a less obstructed view, wishing he could see more clearly what she was doing between her legs as she sucked Jimmy. Jimmy grunted loudly, contracting his hips at the same time, managing to squeak out, "Better move, I'm gonna cum!"

Lindsay just drew him completely into her mouth, sucking more vigorously. Joey spoke from the darkness. "Don't sweat it, amigo. She loves swallowing the stuff. Don't you, bitch!"

Lindsay moaned as Jimmy's penis pulsed madly and his butt contracted vigorously, emptying the biggest load he'd ever felt himself produce into the girl's suctioning mouth. She enclosed Jimmy's cock all the way to the base, sucking the remaining semen out of him and slurping it off the tip, withdrawing leaving him cleaned of semen and soaked with saliva, the underside of his penis and the base aching with fulfillment.. She stopped stroking herself for a moment and sat back on her haunches, keeping her eyes closed, swallowing repeatedly.

"You got something to say to my boy?" Joey said.

Lindsay gulped. "I'm sorry I disrespected you," she said. "Can you forgive me?"

"Sure," Jimmy said, yanking his pants back up. "Because I'll always remember you in this position every time I look at you from now on. It was almost worth it."

"Don't forget my other boy," Joey snapped. Before Chad could react, Lindsay had shifted over in front of him and was drawing down his pants, fondling his balls, and sucking energetically on his penis, her eyes shut like she loved the taste more than anything in the world. Despite the fact that Joey was in the room and Jimmy was staring at him as Lindsay performed on his smaller penis, Chad found himself overwhelmed with wonderful feelings. He'd never known a blowjob like this – this girl was a master! And the fact it was a girl sucking him and not a boy, a girl equipped with boobs and a vagina for fucking and everything, filled Chad with desire unlike anything he'd ever experienced. He tried to hold out, to enjoy the sensations, but his body had other ideas, and in less than a minute he was spurting his few drops into her waiting mouth, feeling her cheeks close on his penis as she swallowed. She vacuumed his penis off just as she'd done Jimmy's, and then kissed the tip of it before letting go of it.

"I'm sorry I dissed you, too," she said into the silence, sounding sincere.

Chad, now embarrassed to be standing there with his pants down and his sated genitals sticking out, pulled his pants up and buttoned them. Lindsay sucked my wiener, he thought to himself, hardly able to believe. Vicious, boy paddling, ball-squeezing Lindsay sucked my wiener! It was like Christmas and Disneyland and the Fourth of July combined! Chad reached an arm down to help Lindsay to her feet. She immediately crossed to Joey, circling his chest from behind and grinding her pelvis into his butt, while seizing his sizable crotch bulge in both hands and squeezing. "I'm sorry I was a bad girl, Joey," she said in a little girl voice. Jimmy and Chad gaped at her in astonishment. "Are you going to punish me?"

"Maybe," Joey said, letting her squeeze the now prominent shaft of his penis through his pants. He looked sideways at Jimmy and Chad. "You guys are all even now, right?" First Chad, then Jimmy nodded. "Then vamoose. The lady and I have some business to take care of. Tell my man Alan that my bitch owes him a blowjob, and he'd best collect it this week if he knows what's good for him."

A sudden thought struck Jimmy. "This doesn't change anything," he said bitterly. "You might have made her suck us, but she's still a D. A. If The Nose says she has to spank one of us, she can't very well refuse."

"So if she has to, she has to," Joey said. "Still, we can't other kids think she can diss you and get away with it, so if she as to beat your butt again, she'll just have to make it even again. Maybe next time I'll let you fuck her." Lindsay's hands were all over him now, and she was moaning and rubbing against him. "It would teach her a good lesson."

Lindsay began stroking Joey's penis through his pants, her hand moving rapidly. "Yes!" she moaned. "Teach me a lesson!"

Joey pushed her away. "First tell my boys how much you enjoyed sucking them," he said. "And then they'll go," he added pointedly, "and I'll deal with you."

Lindsay slipped to her knees by Joey and moaned in frustration. "I love it," she whispered, reaching up to clutch the back of Joey's pants and gripping his butt as she pressed her face against his crotch. "I love it when you make me do bad things and be a bad girl. Because I am a bad girl! I need to be punished. Come on, Joey, punish me! Punish me!" She began nuzzling his prominent genital bulge with her face, trying to grab his cock through his pants with her teeth. He pushed her away. "Not yet," he said. "First, tell my boys how much you love sucking cock! And don't try to pretend you don't – they know better now!"

Lindsay was panting now, fighting Joey, trying to slip his pants down. She turned her head to take in Jimmy's body. "I loved sucking your cock," she said, her eyes glittering in the semi-darkness. "It's nice and thick, and I like the way it's twisted – it felt good in my mouth." She turned her gaze to Chad. "I'd I loved your little cock, too," she added. "It tastes better than his, and it's nice and smooth, and you're so quick!" She looked up at Joey. "But I like yours best –especially when you come in my mouth! Come on, Joey! Punish me! Come in my mouth! -Make me take it all!"

"Later, guys. The door'll latch behind you," Joey said, waving his arm dismissively. Hearing the steel in his voice, Jimmy turned the knob and slipped out the door. As Chad followed, he saw Joey lift Lindsay to her feet, sliding her pants and panties down so quickly and completely that Chad caught just a glimpse of her swelling feminine hips and butt crack in the gloom of the room before the door closed, and Joey's hands cupping her butt and pulling her against him. "Oh, yes!" she exclaimed just before Joey's mouth closed on hers, choking off her cries.

Chad heard the internal lock click as the door shut. He turned to Jimmy, astonishment still on his face. "What just happened?" he asked in wonderment.

Jimmy looked at him soberly, his eyes dancing. "Search me," he said. "I didn't know this was a full-service theater." Both boys burst out laughing, practically falling over as they kept glancing at each other and becoming more hysterical.

"She did it," Chad said when he could talk again. "She actually sucked us! Both of us! Right in front of him!"

"She was amazing," Jimmy said reverently. "I may never be able to go back to jacking off." He glanced at the clock. "Hey, we're going to miss the show!" he exclaimed, and the two of them, minds still reeling, raced down the stairs to the lower level, looking for theater 6, the last one in the small cinema.

As it happened, their movie was shorter than the one the other three boys had attended, so all 5 boys met up outside the theater about 90 minutes later and, with much time to spare before they were being picked up, drifted off to the arcade. There, the boys split up and rejoined haphazardly as one game or another drew them. As Jimmy and the two younger boys clustered around the latest war game, Chad found himself looking over Alan's shoulder as Alan stalked dark corridors with an array of improbably huge weapons, creating bloody havoc. Despite zombies and other distractions, Chad finally brought Alan up to speed on what had happened in the projection booth, including the information that Alan himself had been promised Lindsay's oral favors.

"Yeah, right," Alan said, brushing Chad's claims aside. "Next you'll be telling me the Nose is going to star in a live girl and pony show in class next week."

"Why would The Nose ride a pony into class?" Chad said, puzzled.

"Don't you know what a girl and pony show is?" Alan said in a light, mocking tone.

"A show where a girl rides a pony?" Chad responded. "Like in the circus?"

"It's a thing they do down in Mexico," Alan said. "Where they have a woman take her clothes off, and then they let a pony have sex with her and charge people to watch."

Chad looked as doubtful as Alan a few minutes before. Alan went back to his game. A girl would do that? Let an animal stick its wiener inside her? He thought back to when he'd passed the pony ride at the fair a few years back. Just as he'd been passing, a little boy had suddenly pointed to a pony's underside and had asked his mother, loudly, if the pony was making a poo-poo. Chad had looked and seen where the boy was indicating—under its belly a thick cylinder was hanging down at least 10 inches, dark brown in color and indeed looking like a big turd but emerging from the wrong place to be a "poo-poo." Chad was shocked by the length and breadth of what was obviously an only partly extended penis. He tried to picture a girl taking that dark, thick cylinder inside of her. The image was just too weird for words. He turned his attention back to Alan.

"I don't care if you believe me or not," he said to Alan. "But Joey said you had to collect from Lindsay too, and this week, or he'd get mad at you. So when she comes up to you this week, promise me you'll let her do it even if you don't like girls that much," Chad said.

Alan glanced at him, rolled his eyes to convey his disbelief. "Like that'll happen," he muttered, turning back to his game.

"Just promise me you'll go with her and let her do it when she's ready," Chad said. "We've got a good thing going with Joey on our side, and I don't want you screwing it up."

The video game Alan was playing made a series of squawks as Alan's character disintegrated into a bloody heap and the "Game Over" logo came up. "Dang," Alan said. "I almost was at the 11th level." He let go of the controls. "I gotta take a piss," he said.

"So do I, now that you mention it," Chad said, following Alan between the rows of machines and into the men's room at the back of the arcade. There were three urinals in a row all unoccupied. Alan took the far one, so Chad bellied up to the nearest one, leaving the middle one as a buffer as boys always did when there was room.

Both boys had just gotten their pants unzipped and were taking their penises out when Jimmy breezed in and took the middle urinal, unzipping with a flourish and flopping his penis out, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure as he began peeing audibly into the urinal. "Ahhhhh, that's what I needed," he said, grinning at Chad. Chad was looking down at his own penis, a mildly alarmed look on his face. "What's the matter, Chad?" Jimmy said. "The hairs you glued on you dick fall off or something?"

Chad as staring at his penis, which he was now holding straight out in front of him and turning so he could se the underside. "This tip's all red," he said, looking at it. "It doesn't hurt, but it's all red."

Jimmy leaned over and inspected his friend's organ. Chad was so worried about himself that he didn't even try to cover up. Alan zipped up his pants and walked over to lean in between them and examine Chad's penis himself. The tip of Chad's diminutive organ had a prominent red spot circling the pee slit, like someone had pinched it between his fingers. Jimmy was the first to respond. "I know what that is," he said in triumph. "It's a hickey! Lamesey sucked you so hard she gave you a hickey! On the end of your dick!" Finished peeing, he shook himself off and began examining his own penis critically. "Hey," he said. "I've got one, too!"

Alan leaned in and looked at Jimmy's bigger, more twisted organ. He, too, sported a red mark, also on the top surface of his exposed glans. "Man, that girl can suck," he said. He turned to Alan. "Be careful when she does you, or she might suck the whole thing right off!"

Alan looked from one boy to the other. "You mean it's true?" he said, finally. "Joey made Lindsay suck your cocks?" Chad nodded solemnly, and Jimmy grinned.

"Like a vacuum," Jimmy said. "Only better."

"God," Alan said.

"I told you," Chad said, sounding a bit miffed. He moved up close to the urinal, still looking at his penis before releasing it and trying to get started peeing. He was too aware of the proximity of the other boys, exciting his nervous bladder.

"She wants to do mine, too?" Alan said to Jimmy behind Chad's back.

"She has to," Jimmy said. "Joey said so. Sometime this week."

"God," Alan said again.

"So be ready," Jimmy said. "Maybe you should keep yourself hard all the time, just in case."

"Could you guys move?" Chad said, staring at the wall. "I can't go with you standing right behind me."

"You went right in front of the class, in the Nose's jar," Jimmy reminded him. We all saw it."

"I don't care, this is different," Chad said. Jimmy shrugged and moved to the sink to wash his hands, the fastidious Alan following. Jimmy started out the door, holding it for Alan.

"I'll be out in a sec," Alan said. "I gotta talk to Chad," he added.

"Just remember, be ready when she offers," Jimmy said. "And don't let the teachers catch you with your pants down or you'll both get it." He let the door shut behind him.

Alan stood staring into the mirror. Chad finished peeing and examined himself again before zipping up.

"What if I can't do it?" Alan said to Chad. "When she comes for me. You know about – about – about me. What if I can't do it?"

Chad headed to the sink, washing his hands and drying them. He thought about being sucked by his brother that afternoon, and about being sucked by Alan during their joint punishment, and how easy it had been for him to cum. "Don't look at her," he advised. "Think about what you like instead. Shut your eyes and picture whatever you need to in order to do the job. She'll just think you're closing your eyes to concentrate better, if she notices."

"I guess one mouth is just like another when your eyes are closed," Alan agreed, somewhat heartened. "I can pretend she's someone else." He started for the door and then stopped. "Thanks," he said. "And thanks for coming tonight, and bringing the other kids. I'm sorry Cynthia couldn't come."

"So am I," Chad said.

"I think Jesse's glad he came," Alan said. "He acted kinda sad to start with, but I think he's happier now. I asked him if there was something the matter, but he wouldn't say."

"He had a fight with my brother, and even though Tommy's a total load, Jesse likes him a lot," Chad said.

"Gee, why would anyone fight with a loveable guy like your brother?" Alan asked. "I found him to be totally and completely charming when you guys were at my house. I especially appreciated his smirking when I was getting my butt whipped and and his many useful suggestions." He tried to put on a sober face, but couldn't suppress an attack of giggles. Chad smiled back.

"Tommy can be a real jerk sometimes," Chad said. "But my sister is trying to adjust his attitude this weekend. She beat his bare butt this morning in front of all of us, and then this afternoon she invited some girls his age over. It was hilarious, because she blindfolded him so he didn't know they were there, and she stripped him and had him pee and then jack off right in front of them. Then she had Gabriel paddle him bare butt until he was blistered," Chad added, realizing after all that he had, to some degree, enjoyed seeing Tommy taken down a peg.

Alan grinned openly. "No kidding?" he said. "Couldn't happen to a nicer guy. Wish I'd seen it."

"They were still tormenting him when I left," Chad added. "Anyway, he and Jesse had this big fight Friday night and Jesse was sad about it, so that's why I called him and told him to come along," Chad added.

"What did they fight about?" Alan asked curiously. "Besides just your brother's general jerkiness, I mean."

Chad deliberated how much to tell. He finally decided to go with the truth. After all, this was Alan, he should understand Jesse better than any of them. "Jesse kinda likes boys," he said. "You know, for sex. He might like girls, too, I don't know. But he was sleeping over, and he got to massaging Tommy and feeling him up, and Tommy got all mad and stomped out. Then Jesse went home while he was gone, and Gabriel came in and climbed in Tommy's bed because he'd had a nightmare, and when Tommy came back he thought Gabriel was Jesse and he kinda hurt him," Chad said, glossing over the grittier details.

"I don't get it," Alan responded. "Couldn't he just have said he didn't want to do it any more?"

"Course he could have," Chad said. "But he got all bent out of shape instead. My sister says it's because Tommy's gay for Jesse himself and hates himself for it, so he got all mad. She says he should just admit he likes boys and apologize to Jesse. That's why she's punishing him. Well, that and he hurt Gabriel pretty bad."

"He looked fine to me," Alan commented.

"Tommy didn't hurt him where you can see," Chad responded, realizing too late that he'd opened a topic he hadn't wanted to get into.

"What, your brother hit him in the balls or something?" Alan said, his curiosity aroused.

"No, he didn't hit him," Chad said. "Come on, let's go back and join the other kids."

Alan blocked his way. "So he hurt the kid's dick?" he asked more intently.

Chad tried to push past Alan, but Alan easily restrained him. He looked Alan in the face, exasperated. "He had sex with the kid's butt, okay? He put his dick up Gabriel's butt and had sex with it, and he made Gabriel bleed!"

Alan froze, dropping his grip on Chad. "Oh," he said. "He didn't use lotion or anything?"

"No," Chad said shortly. "He just jammed it in! Beth threatened to tell Mom unless Tommy lets her punish him all she wants. Gabriel went along because he wants to get Tommy back, and I went along because I'm afraid worse stuff will happen if Mom finds out."

"Oh," Alan said again. The two boys stared at each other in silence for a moment. A glint appeared in Chad's eye. He looked at Alan penetratingly.

"So did you guys hit it off?" Chad asked. "Do you think you and Jesse might get along okay?"

"You mean, do I want to feel him up and then fuck him in the butt?" Alan responded.

Chad was taken aback. "I didn't mean that," he said, trying again, curiosity still driving him. Belatedly he remembered Alan was touchy about his sexuality, probably with good reason if Tommy's responses to boy sex was any indication of the reaction of boys in general to Alan. "I just meant, do you like him?"

Alan's color lessened. "Sorry," he said. "I forgot it was you talking for a minute." He paused, considering. "He's okay," Alan finally added. "I think he likes me a little."

Chad relaxed. "Good," he said. "I think you both deserve a break." He turned and opened the restroom door. Alan followed him out, smiling to himself when Chad could only see his back. It was better than okay. It was great. It was terrific. The minute the lights had gone down in the theater, Jesse had sighed and slouched in the chair, spreading his legs so they were in touch with the boys on either side of him. Then he'd slid his hands down onto his thighs, playing with the fabric of his pants for awhile before letting both hands brush the fabric of the pants of the boys on either side of him. Gabriel had pointedly pushed Jesse's had away and muttered, "Don't take up all the room," but Alan had carefully held his leg still, almost holding his breath as Jesse had continue playing with the top of his leg just above the knee, circling it with his fingers. Finally, feeling extremely daring, he'd slipped his own hand down to cross Jesse's and touch the younger boy's own thigh, farther up than Jesse was touching him. Jesse had stiffened, then relaxed again as Alan had traced his fingertips across the firm muscles of the smaller boy' leg, then renewed his own contact, stroking Alan's thigh as well.

After a few minutes of that, Jesse had shifted positions, his hand slipping up and inward until he was idly fingering Alan's inner thigh, only inches from his crotch. Alan, excitement rising in him, had shifted his own hand to the warm inner thigh of the smaller boy, feeling it tense as he gripped it. They continued in this mode for some time until about half way through the movie, when Jesse had moved his hand again, this time up to Alan's crotch, so that his hand was next to the older boy's genitals and his little finger was just brushing Alan's now erect cock. Alan had copied his movement, almost gasping aloud when his little finger felt the distinct hardness of the younger boy's erection. Jesse had continued to tease at Alan's cock through the rest of the movie, brushing it with the side of his finger periodically and sometimes running his finger down the top of it, while Alan copied his movements. As the final credits began rolling, Jesse had given Alan's hard cock a quick, hard squeeze and withdrawn his hand, forcing Alan to follow suit and remove his hand before the theater lights came up again. Jesse head leaned toward Alan in the guise of getting his coat, whispering, "Chad told me you were cool," as his face neared Alan's ear. Alan had smiled back, and moments later, Jesse had made a point of brushing his butt against Alan's still hard crotch bulge as he'd slipped by, even though there was ample room to get by without touching him, then turned and given him a full-fledged grin. Alan had grinned back at the wonder and promise in that gesture. He intended to talk to Jesse about a sleepover as soon as he could get him out of earshot of the other boys. Chad had rejected him as a possible partner, so he didn't need to know about Alan's intimate feelings. Alan hoped that he and Jesse explore their feelings farther, maybe even farther than he'd gone with any boy before, but he was going go slow and be careful about it. The rumors his cousin Chandra had inspired had caused him enough trouble already.

Emerging back into the arcade, Alan was surprised to see a slim, impossibly white-skinned figure standing by Jimmy Chen looking glum as Jimmy talked animatedly. Sam Farlow, Alan realized, just as Chad also saw the other boy and shouted "S. F.!" across the room. S. F. turned slowly and awkwardly as the two other boys approached.

"Hi," he said somewhat glumly. Chad noticed he was standing somewhat stiffly, his hands held limply at his sides.

"What are you doing here?" Chad asked. "I thought your mom didn't let you go to arcades."

"Or anywhere else fun," Alan added. "Aren't malls dens of sin and vice?"

"My dad kinda left my mom," S. F. said. "He took me with him," he added. "He's down at the other end, getting some stuff for the next few days. We're moving into an apartment." He shifted his weight and winced. "I think it's near your house, Chad. He left me here to have some fun," he added, "but I don't know how to play the games."

"Your dad left your mom?" Alan said, surprised. "Why?"

"'Cause of that stupid magazine," S. F. said. He looked at the floor again. Jimmy shifted over and put an arm around S. F.'s lower back, aiming to give the thin boy an encouraging hug.

"Owwww!" S. F. said, pulling away. Jimmy's hand slid off and bounced off the boy's barely protruding bottom. "Owwwwww!" S. F. said louder, recoiling from the second contact as well. "Don't touch me!"

"What's the matter with you?" Jimmy demanded. "I barely touched your back."

"It still hurts," S. F. said.

"Lamesey didn't paddle your back today," Jimmy said. "And your butt can't be that sore!"

"My mom kinda spanked me," S. F. said, looking at the floor. "And some other stuff. That's kinda why my dad left her."

"It can't hurt that bad," Jimmy said, reaching a hand toward S. F.'s bottom.

S. F. flinched violently away, his face contorting in pain as he moved. "Yes, it does," he said.

"What did she do to you?" Chad asked, curious now in part because of his own experience with corporal punishment at the hands of angry females.

"I don't want to talk about it," S. F. said. "And don't touch me!"

"We're not touching you," Alan said.

"But you gotta show us," Jimmy said. "Come on." He moved toward S. F., causing the slim, pale boy to retreat ahead of him until he'd shepherded him into the men's room, the other two boys following. Once inside, they crowded around S. F., who grudgingly lifted his shirt, revealing bright red switch marks on his lower back, disappearing into his pants. The three boys stared.

"My butt's worse," S. F. said, holding his shirt carefully away from his back. "She did more there."

"Show us," Jimmy said.

"Yeah, we wanna see," Alan added.

"No way!" I'm not showing you perverts my butt," S. F. said.

"Ah, come on," Jimmy said reasonably. "We all saw everything you had on Friday, even that giant cock of yours!" He turned to Alan. "Wouldn't you love to have a hog like he has? The girls would go nuts!"

S. F. blushed at Jimmy's reference to his freakishly large genitals. They were a constant reminder of his inability to control his sinful urges. The door of the restroom burst open and Gabriel and Jesse poured in.

"Oh, here's where you guys are," Gabriel said. "Who's the pasty white kid?"

"This is S. F.," Jimmy said. "His mom paddled his butt so bad his dad left her, and he was just going to show it to us."

"No I wasn't," S. F. said in a voice that broke embarrassingly in mid-sentence.

"Sure you were," Jimmy said. "We're all boys, and most of us have seen it already, anyway."

"Besides, we're kind of a club," Alan said. "The boys who've been spanked naked in class club."

"Brothers of the Red Butt," Jimmy added.

"That's kinda cool," Chad said, surprised at his feelings. "That's what we should call ourselves!"

"How about just BRB," Alan suggested.

"Can I join?" Jesse asked.

"Not unless you get your butt spanked in public," Jimmy said. "It's a special group. I vote Chad should be president, on account of having run the gauntlet."

"Fine by me," Alan said. "You're a member, too, S. F. You okay with Chad being our president?"

S. F. looked surprised. "You want me to be part of your club?" he asked. Always shy and separated from other boys by his mother's incredibly strict religious beliefs and the fact his father was an evangelical minister, he'd never felt close to any of his classmates.

"You have to join," Jimmy said. "We'll have to ask Randy, too! But we'll only let in boys who've been punished naked in public."

S. F. looked actually somewhat happy for a moment. Then he moved too suddenly and flinched again as his bottom flexed.

"Come on, you gotta show us that," Jimmy said, pointing to S. F.'s butt. "You're a club member now, so you gotta show us."

"Yeah," Gabriel said. "You gotta show us."

"Pipe down," Jimmy said to him curtly. "You aren't a member."

"I got spanked in class once," Gabriel said stubbornly. "In second grade! And the teacher pulled my pants down!"

"Underpants, too?" Jimmy challenged. "Did they see your little sizzler?"

"Naw," Gabriel admitted. "Just my butt. Because she already had me over her lap before she pulled my pants down. But they saw my asshole, I bet. And they probably saw my stuff from behind – I kicked a little cause it hurt."

"Close enough," Jimmy said. "You're an official BRB member."

"What about me?" Jesse said. "My Mom spanked me bare butt in the school yard once when I pushed a kid off the swings! And everyone saw my front, too, 'cause she made me stand up when she did it."

"In front of the whole school?" Chad asked.

"Naw. It was summer vacation, so there were only a few kids there," Jesse said. "But they saw everything!" he added indignantly.

"Well, it was in public," Chad said, not wanting to leave Jesse out.

All right, you and Gabriel can be junior members," Jimmy said. "But no voting rights because we didn't see it. Now that that's settled, you need to show us you butt," Jimmy insisted, looking intently at S. F.

S. F. looked from face to face, feeling a sense of acceptance from these boys. "All right," he said. He slipped a finger under the sides of his sweats and eased them and his underpants down, facing the wall stoically as the boys crowded around, jostling for position, each reacting as they got their first look at his naked body. Jimmy was the first to speak.

"Holy fuck," he said, staring at the pale boy's buttocks. S. F.'s bottom was a mass of welts, blisters, and whip marks, crossing over each other, competing for space on his firm buttocks. The entire surface was covered with red, purple, and almost black blotches and with red scabs trailing down his butt crack and massing in the centers of his buns, where blisters massed in clusters. "You look as bad as Chad did," he added.

"Worse," Alan contributed. He had seen S. F.'s blistered and welted butt, but was at an angle with a better view of the boy's genitals. "Look at this side," he added.

The boys quickly shuffled about to get a look at S. F.'s genital region. The boy's overlong, dangling penis was also red and blistered, with what looked like tiny whip marks all over the foreskin. His scrotum was sagging and red as well, the testes within much larger than they were on Friday, swollen even larger than Joey's adult-sized balls. His thick crop of pubic hair, which they'd all seen on Friday, was completely gone, his groin as naked as Gabriel's, and red and inflamed.

"That's not all," S. F. said determinedly. Having gone this far, he forged on, spreading his legs and bending over stiffly, wincing as he did. He pointed between the cleft of his welted buttocks. All 5 other boys goggled at the sight of his butt crack, striped along its length with whip marks that extended to the bottom surface of his balls, repeatedly crossing his anus. His anus itself was swollen and protruding, an angry red, wrinkled mass between his buns. "She got me there, too," he said from between his legs. Having made his point, S. F. slowly straightened up and gingerly pulled on his pants. The other boys stared at S. F. in horror.

"Your mother did that?" Gabriel finally said.

"Well, her friends helped," S. F. said. "And the women and girls' prayer group," he added.

"Come on, let's go to the food court," Jimmy said, leading the way out of the restroom. "You gotta sit down with us and tell us the whole story."

"I don't think I can sit down," S. F. said. "I already had to sit in an ice bath for an hour before I could get in Dad's car and leave our house this afternoon. Dad's getting me pain-killing lotion, too, but I think I'd like so more ice first."

"So you can stand up while you talk," Jimmy said, pulling S. F. by the arm, but gently, after having seen his injuries. "But you still gotta tell us everything."

"'Cause we're your brothers," Alan added.

"Yeah, Brothers of the Red Butt!" Gabriel added cheerfully.