Friends To The (Rear) End 8

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Friends to the (rear) end
Chapter 8

The doorbell of the Wood house rang and Haley Wood opened the door to find an out-of-breath Ryan on the other side, leaning on the wall and catching his breath.

"H-hi… *huff* …Haley... *huff* *huff*" Ryan said.

"Hi," she said. "Did your run all the way here to arrive on time?"

"Yes.... *huff*... Did... did I make it?"

"You're eight minutes late," Haley said, looking at her watch. "Come on in then, don't just stand there."

Ryan walked inside and Haley closed the door. Then they stood staring at each other for a moment.

"Well?" Haley finally said, cocking an eyebrow and placing her hands on her hips.

"W-well what?" Ryan said.

"Where's my kiss? You have to kiss me hello and good-bye every time, you know? It's what couples do, you blockhead."

"Oh… right! Sure!"

Ryan leaned over and kissed her lips in the same quick motion as the day before, their contact lasting less than a second.

"Whoa, what's that... taste...?" Haley said, making a face.

"T-taste?"

"You taste… salty. Did you just have dinner? You should brush your teeth afterwards, you know?"

"Oh! Uh... r-right, I'm... I'm sorry, I'll remember next time..." Ryan said, remembering the recent 'dinner' he had had between Mickey's thighs just a few minutes ago. Luckily for him, there was no way that Haley could have guessed the taste. Or could she? "I'm sorry for the bad taste, I won't forget to brush my teeth again..."

"Oh, I wouldn't call it 'bad', actually," she said, smacking her lips experimentally, as if savoring the taste. "I'd even say it tastes kind of good, you know? You should invite me over the next time you're having whatever this meal was, I'd love to try it!"

"I'm s-sure you'd love it..." Ryan said, rolling his eyes in disbelief. Could the conversation get any more awkward?

"Oh, look at that - I made you blush!" Haley said, smiling. "C'mon, blockhead, let's go to the living room so we can sit down for a bit."

Ryan followed her and was glad to find that the sofa was soft enough to the touch. Haley sat next to him and held his hand in hers, looking at him with sincere cheerfulness. He started to feel better already; maybe things would start looking better for him for a change...

"So," Haley said. "Tell me about your spanking."

...or not.

"My… my spanking?" Ryan said.

"Yeah! Your mom sounded surprised when I called to tell her about the report cards, so I just knew that I had been right: You had been hiding it from her, hadn't you? And of course, she must have given you a hell of a spanking for your grades. Tell me!"

"Well, ah... y-yeah, she did... She gave me a good one about an hour ago..."

"Great!" Haley said, and giggled. She seemed genuinely excited about the subject. "I hope it helps you remember to study harder for the next exams. Now stand up."

"What? W-why...?"

"So I can see your butt, of course. I need to see if she gave you a hard enough correction. C'mon, up you go!" She said as she pulled him up by the arm while she stayed seated, making him stand in front of her. Then her fingers went immediately toward the fly of his shorts.

"N-no, Haley, WAIT!" Ryan said in distress, as his hands went to protect his fly from her fingers and to hold his shorts up. "Y-you don't have to see it to believe me! And it would be too embarrassing if you saw my butt! I d-don't want you to see it!"

"Oh don't be silly, Ryan. You could be lying to me for all I know. Or you could be telling the truth, but I might find out that the spanking you got was not as hard as the one you deserve for those horrible grades. As for seeing your butt, I see my little brother's butt all the time when I spank him, which is very often, and everyone in school agrees that your behavior is very much like a child's. You're still a little boy in your heart, Ryan, and little boys shouldn't be shy when they are naked in front of others. Now stop your whining and take your hands away before I decide to spank you right here and now for talking back!"

Haley's tone was so intimidating, and her words so humiliating, that Ryan did not have the strength of will to keep resisting. Scared by her threat, he took his trembling hands away and to his sides, and felt his eyes well up with tears as his new girlfriend undid his fly and pulled his shorts down, letting them drop to his ankles, revealing his Toy Story cartoon briefs.

"Oh my god, these are SO cute!" Haley said between giggles. "Too bad they're coming down, too."

She grasped the waistband of his briefs and Ryan could not help start whimpering softly. "P-p-please, Haley... I d-don't want you to seeeeee! Oh pleeeeaaaaaase!" he sobbed and whimpered, as a tear ran down his right cheek.

"Oh, don't be such a baby," she said. "I'm just curious to take a look in front too. I mean, if I'm going to see your butt, I might as well satisfy my curiosity on the other side as well, don't you think? I told you I see my little brother naked all the time; your thingie is just going to be bigger, that's all. Nothing to be embarrassed about. Now let's take a look at your proud equipment, shall we?"

Ryan felt his briefs being peeled down and stop at the level of his thighs. His 'proud equipment' was now on full display. He kept his eyes firmly shut for a moment, gritting his teeth, and his whole face went as red as his butt always was after a lengthy session with the hairbrush. He felt more tears escape his eyes, run down his cheeks and drip down from his chin. For a moment he could only hear silence, so he slightly opened his eyes to learn what the silence was all about. He saw Haley staring at his naked crotch, her mouth wide open, and her expression one of complete bewilderment.

"Oh... my... god..." Haley said, staring in awe at Ryan's package. "It's... i-it's... UNBELIEVABLE! It looks just like Billy's! Maybe even smaller than his!" she said, referring to her 10-year-old brother, Billy. "If not for these few pubes, you could easily pass for a 6-year-old, Ryan. I can't believe it!"

Ryan sniffled and whimpered some more, and his already diminutive penis shrunk a little further with the embarrassment. "I g-guess you don't *sniff*... you don't want to be my g-girlfriend anymore, do you...? *sniff*" said a tearful Ryan between sobs.

Haley looked up at his eyes and smiled at him. "Oh, don't be silly, you blockhead! I care for you for many other reasons, and those aren't going away. Besides, I'm not planning on losing my virginity anytime soon, so your pee-pee being this ridiculously small is not THAT important, you know? I admit that I was considering using your thingie for something else, but now... *sigh* ...I guess it doesn't matter now."

"R-really? *sniff* You mean it? You still want me like this?"

"Of course I do. You're my cute, naughty little boy! If anything, I think this tiny pee-pee suits you just perfect, you know? It suits your childlike behavior, I mean. It looks so cute on you!" Haley said as she petted Ryan's privates with her hand as amusingly as if she were petting a puppy or a baby, sending electric jolts through Ryan's body with her touch.

"All right, now turn around so I can see those adorable buns of yours."

Mickey obeyed and felt Haley's hand first caressing and then fondling his butt, as she examined it. He whimpered as it was still sore and tender from his recent spanking over Mickey’s knees.

"Man, Ryan, you really have the most spankable butt ever, you know?" she said with glee as she continued squeezing his buns. "You know what the girls at school said when I told them that you were now my boyfriend? They said that even if you were the most childish boy in school, it may still be worth it to own the most GORGEOUS ass in school. Everyone agrees that you have the most delish butt EVER. And now I'm the first to enjoy it in all its naked glory..."

"Um... Haley? You were going to, uh... check that I was spanked? I mean, s-someone could come into the living room at any moment..."

"Hmmm? Oh, right!" Haley said, as if snapping awake from a trance. Her hands finally stopped moving but they remained on Ryan's rump. "You shouln't be concerned about someone coming in, it's just mom and Billy and me in here. Billy is a boy, just like you, and mom is used to see Billy naked all the time, so you shouldn't mind if they see you naked. Anyway, your butt is pinkish going into red, so I guess you were saying the truth and this butt was spanked recently..."

Ryan felt relieved. "All right, so now I can pull up my pants and we can do something else. Why don't we...?"

"BUT," Haley interrupted him. "It does not look NEARLY red enough as it should for the terrible grades that you received. You deserve a much harder spanking for them, so I guess I'm going to have to finish what your mommy started. And I'll have to talk to her about it, too..."

"NO! Haley, y-you don't understand! Mick... I mean, m-mom said that I was going to get THREE spankings a week for a MONTH for this! This was just, ah... my f-first spanking, that's why."

"Oh, well, that changes everything. That actually sounds like a fair punishment for you. Ok, you're off the hook for now, boy."

Ryan exhaled in relief. It would have been too humiliating to get spanked by his new girlfriend, let alone the tremendous sting it would mean for his already sore bottom.

"Which means," Haley said. "That we only have to deal with your lateness today. Get over my lap."

Ryan turned around in shock. "W-WHAT? Haley, please! I'm sorry I was late! I won't ever be late again, I promise!"

"We'll make sure of that, boyfriend," she said, patting her lap. "You were eight minutes late, so you'll get an eight-minute spanking. That's not too bad, is it? C'mon, saddle up."

"But Haley, ple-e-e-eaaaase!" he whined in a scared tone of voice, while flinching up and down as if he wanted to pee. "Y-you don't have to spank me! I'll never be late again, I PROMIIIISEEEEEEE!"

"Oh my god, you are such a baby. Come here!" she said as she took his wrist and pulled him into place across her lap. "It's obvious that we have a lot of work to do to help you grow up a little. And that work starts now."

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* "When we agree to meet at a particular time, *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* you'll be there at the time we agreed on, *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* so you won't leave me waiting *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* like you did today! Is that CLEAR?"

"OOOWWIIEEEEEE! YEEEESSSS! CLEEEAAAAR! *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* OOOOWWWW! OOWWOOWWW! I'M SOOOORRYYYYYYYY!"

"And what's going to happen *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* when you are late again?" *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOOOWWWWW! YOU'RE GOING T-TO... AHUH! AHUH! AHUUUUH!" *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* "Yes? I'm going to what? *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* Say it! *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"OOWWOOOOWWW! YOU'REGOINGTOSPANKMEEEEEEEEEE! *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* OOWWOOWWOOOOOWWWW!"

Ms. Wood entered the living room to see what the noise was all about, and she did not look surprised at all when she saw Haley spanking Ryan on the sofa. She was dressed up and putting some earrings on, and she carried on doing that as she watched the scene with uninterested eyes, as if she were looking at something completely ordinary.

"Oh, so this is your new boyfriend, Haley. Hmm… I've seen him before, haven't I? Not from this perspective, though." Ms. Wood said.

"Yes, mom, this is Ryan, *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* You've met him before, remember?" *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"Yes, I think I do remember him... Well, he is good-looking, isn't he? A very handsome young man."

"Moooo-oooom! *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* Don't embarrass me *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* in front of my boyfriend!"

Ms. Wood chuckled. "Oh, I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean it. He has a very cute butt too, actually. What are you spanking him for, by the way?"

"We said we'd meet at seven *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* and he arrived late." *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"I see. Well, then it's good that you start teaching him some manners. Listen, are these earrings too formal for tonight's dinner? Laura told me the restaurant was not fancy, but we're still doing drinks afterwards, so..."

"Oh no, mom, those look just fine. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* They really agree with your dress, seriously." *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"Hmm. I guess they do, don't they? All right, I'm leaving now. You kids have fun, ok? Remember to give your brother and your boyfriend something to eat later, will you?"

"Sure thing, mom. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* We'll be fine, we'll just go rent some movies or something. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"All right, see you later... Oh, don't forget his sit spots there, dear - they look mostly unspanked, right where his thighs meet his butt, see?"

"You're right! Thanks, I was forgetting to spank him there. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* But don't worry, I still have a few minutes left to correct that. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

Ms. Wood chuckled again. "Ok, dear. Bye, you kids have fun!"

"Bye, mom!" *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* "Don't be rude, Ryan, say good-bye to mom." *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"WWAAAAAAAAAA! *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* OOOWWAAAAAAAAA!"

“Oh, don’t worry about it dear,” Ms. Wood said, smiling warmly. “We’ll have plenty of time to talk later. See you!”

Ms. Wood walked out of the room and then out of the house, and Haley continued her disciplinary task. A moment later, her 10-year-old brother, Billy, walked downstairs and entered the living room. He seemed to enjoy watching the spanking scene before him.

"Oh wow, Haley, is this your new boyfriend?" Billy said, with a big smile on his face.

"Yes he is, Billy, what do you think? *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"I think I like him," Billy said and giggled.

"That's good to hear. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* Did you finish your homework already?" *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*

"Uh... I'm almost f-finished with it..." he said and adjusted his baseball cap, as he always did when he was nervous.

"All right, then go finish it. *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* Ryan and I are going to rent a movie and when we come back *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* I'd better see that homework finished *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* or else your butt will take a trip across my knees *SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!* just like Ryan's here; you got that, runt?

"I g-got it, Haley!"

Billy looked comically scared when he heard his sister's words and then hurried upstairs to his room. Haley looked at the clock on the wall - there was less than a minute to go in Ryan's spanking, so she doubled the strength and speed of her smacks in order to give him a stinging finish in the home stretch. Ryan buckled and kicked and hollered like a wild animal, but Haley's grip was strong enough to hold him and she pummeled his rear end with merciless determination. She was going to make sure that he arrived in time from now on; she deserved a well-mannered boyfriend and by god she was going to have one, even if it mean that she would be toasting his rump every single day until he learned to behave.

The clock finally showed that the eight minutes had passed and Haley let Ryan stand up and do the dance of the well-spanked little boys, while giggling at his bouncing little penis. She saw that he had made a mess of tears and snot on the sofa and she went to the kitchen to get something to wipe it off. She also brought tissues to wipe Ryan's face with.

It took several minutes but Ryan finally calmed down enough to sit on Haley's lap. He was sitting with his thighs on her lap, so his butt was free for Haley to sooth with her right hand as she wiped his face with the other.

"There, there, boyfriend. That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Haley said with a sweet voice as she finished wiping his face, crumpled the tissue and put it away.

"It w-wasn't *sniff* so bad?" Ryan said, red-eyed. "It stings *sniff* like hell, Haley...”

"Well, that just means that you're probably going to remember to arrive on time next time, doesn't it? It's all for the good of our relationship, Ryan."

"B-but did your mom and *sniff* your little brother have to watch? It was so embarrassing! *sniff*"

"C'mon, I told you already that you shouldn't be embarrassed by them. Besides, they didn't see this little thingie since you were face-down, did they?" she said as her left hand started playing with his shriveled little penis. "And when they do see it, they will only see that you have really nothing to hide but a very little boy's pee-pee."

"Your mom seemed very casual *sniff* about watching you spank me..."

"Yeah, well, she comes from a family of female spankers. She was in charge of spanking her brothers, you see. So watching a boy being spanked by a girl his own age is not surprising for her at all. She has always told me that I should spank my boyfriends regularly when I started having boyfriends. And well, here you are."

"Um… S-so what are we doing now? *sniff*"

"We're going to wait a little while longer until you're completely back to normal. Then we're going out to rent a movie, ok? Tell you what: You get to pick the movie, how's that?"

"Really? *sniff* You mean it? You're not mad at me anymore?"

"Of course not, you blockhead!" she said, and kissed his forehead. Her left hand’s fingers were now playing with his pubes. "You already got your spanking, so everything's ok between us now. We're going to have a nice evening together."

Ryan couldn't help but feel a little better. He didn't like the idea of having another regular spanker in his life at all, and Haley had proved to be a really good spanker indeed! But he did feel that she cared for him, and he felt his heart rise with that sensation. If only he could avoid earning spankings so often... His burning behind reminded him that it was perhaps too much to hope for, since little boys often misbehave and so they often end up getting spanked for it. And that day's events made him feel more like little boy than ever. He just knew that it wouldn't be too long before he wound up across Haley’s or Mickey's knees again...

To Be Continued...

(The End)