Friends To The (Rear) End 9

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Friends to the (rear) end
Chapter 9

"Ok, Ryan," Haley said as they both entered the video rental shop. "Like I promised, you get to pick the movie."
"All right!" Ryan said, and sprinted toward the shelves.
"Hey, don't run!" Haley called after him.

            Ryan stumbled against a metal cart full of videos, causing some of them to fall to the floor. Then he stumbled into a man who said 'Hey, kid, watch where you're going!" sounding rather annoyed as he regained his balance. Ryan paid no mind to any of this and simply kept hurrying toward the shelves where the recently released movies were, with glee on his face. Haley shook her head and hurried to catch up with him, pausing briefly to apologize to the man on behalf of her incorrigible boyfriend.

"I told you not to run," Haley said, finally reaching him. "Didn't you see that you stumbled on... hey, what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?" Ryan said, as he switched the movie boxes from behind one title to another. "I'm just hiding some of the movies that I want to watch, behind other movies, of course. That way, if I want to rent them tomorrow or the day after, they'll probably still be here since people who want to rent them won't be able to find them. C'mon, Haley, it's a classic trick! Don't you ever do that?"
"You WHAT? That's the most disrespectful, meanest thing that I...!"

            Haley broke off her own sentence and grabbed Ryan by the arm. With her free hand, she started swatting him on the back of his shorts, as Ryan danced in place. *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!*

            "OWWW! HALEY, WAIT! NOT HERE! OOWWW! OOOWWW! PLEASE! P-PEOPLE CAN SEE! OWOWOOOWWWW!"
"I don't care! You're going to learn *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* that your butt is not safe from punishment *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* no matter where we are! *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!*
"OOOWWW! I'M SORRY! *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* OOWWWW! I WON'TDOITAGAIN! OOOOOOWWW!"
"You won't switch movie boxes anymore *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* and you won't run in enclosed spaces, *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* is that CLEAR?"
"YEEEESSSS! OOOWWW! *SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!* OOOOWWWW! I WON'T! I WON'T! I PROMIIIIIIIIIISE!"

Haley let him go and Ryan sobbed and whimpered as he rubbed his butt. The few swats over his shorts had hurt much more than they normally would, since his tail was still sore from his TWO recent spankings that same day. Then both he and Haley realized that a dark-skinned girl in employee uniform, who looked to be about Julie's age (somewhere around 17 years old), was staring at them from the end of the aisle, carrying a small pile of movie boxes in her hands.
The employee giggled at them when they noticed her, and then she turned and walked away. Haley also noticed that the man who Ryan had previously stumbled into had also watched them from afar; he smiled and nodded to Haley in sign of approval, and then turned back to browse the shelves. It seemed that there was no one else in the shop at the time.

"T-that girl saw everything!" Ryan whined, in reference to the black girl. He was still trying to rub the sting away.
"Like I said," Haley said. "I don't care. Besides, I didn't even pull your shorts down, this was just a quick attitude-adjustment, and you can expect those to happen at any time or any place whenever you're stepping out of line. Now stop being such a baby and pick the movie already. It's getting late and we have school tomorrow."

Ryan did as he was told and chose two possible movies. He asked Haley to rent them both and, when she declined, he threw a temper tantrum like a spoiled little kid.

            "Knock it off RIGHT NOW, Ryan," she said, waving her index finger at him in a menacing gesture. "Or I'm going to have to ask that girl if she can let us into the storage room for a few minutes so we can continue this argument, only it's my hand that will be doing all the talking - to your very attentive naked butt!"

            Ryan realized that she was serious and felt his buns clenching with fear. He swiftly chose one of the two movies: 'Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chipwrecked'.

            When they were paying for the rental to the teenage employee who had witnessed the quick spanking, she giggled at them once again. "You did good back there, girl," the black girl told Haley as she typed in Haley's video shop's membership number. "Ryan has always been a real brat. About time someone took him in hand, if you ask me - and that looked like a really hard hand you took to his ass. Keep it up, he deserves that and more."
"Why, thank you," said Haley with pride. "Don't worry, my boyfriend here IS already getting much more than what you saw."
Ryan eyed the employee suspiciously when he heard that she knew his name. He realized that she did look familiar... "Y-you're Natalie, aren't you? Julie's friend from school?
"That's right, little boy," Natalie said, as she received the money from Haley. "I'm glad you remember me. I'd never have guessed you had a girlfriend, but I definitely like her. I hope she keeps your naughty ass good and warm."
"By the way," Haley said. "Whenever he misbehaves in here and I'm not around, feel free to take him to your storage room or somewhere, bare his butt and give him a sound spanking."
"W-WHAAAT?" Ryan started. "HALEY, NO! I DON'T WANT HER SPANKING ME!"
"Then don't misbehave when you're here," Haley said. "Simple as that."
"Oh, I've been wanting to do that for SO long," Natalie said, displaying her teeth in a huge smile. "Don't worry, I'll definitely keep an eye on this brat and I won't hesitate to pull down his pants the next time he steps out of line."
"Excellent," Haley said, taking the plastic bag with the movie box in it. "It was nice talking to you, Natalie."
"You too, kids. The red label on that box means you have to return it by wednesday, ok? Have fun!"

            On their way back to Haley's house, Ryan couldn't take off his mind the terrifying image of Natalie's toned, athletic arms and shoulders, and wondered just how much a spanking from her could sting. He shivered just thinking about it and hoped that he wouldn't be finding out the answer anytime soon; although, considering his recent luck, he wouldn't bet on that at all...

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When they had returned to Haley's house, Haley asked Ryan to start loading the movie while she went to check on her little brother upstairs. Ryan was doing exactly that when a very familiar sound reached his ears: The unmistakable sound of a spanking in progress. Billy's loud howling gave Ryan goosebumps and he unconsciously started rubbing his own butt again. The he sat on the sofa and waited for Haley to return. A little while later, the smacking sounds stopped and Haley walked downstairs soon afterwards, while Billy's crying continued upstairs.

"Sorry for the wait," Haley said to Ryan. "Billy had not finished his homework yet and I found him playing on the computer instead, so I had to pull him across my lap for a quick reminder. Listen, I'll fix us something to eat while Billy finishes his homework and then the three of us can watch the movie. How's that?"
"Uh, s-sure, that sounds fine..."

Some minutes later, Haley and Ryan were bringing sandwiches to the TV room when Billy walked downstairs to meet them, in his underwear.

"I'm finished with my homework, Haley... *sniff*" the brown-haired 10-year old said. "Can I watch the movie, too?"
"Sure, Billy," Haley said. "Take a seat and grab a sandwich."
"W-why is he not wearing any pants?" Ryan asked.
"Oh, that. Well, it's a rule in this house, you see," Haley explained. "Whenever Billy gets spanked, he loses his pants for the rest of the day; unless he has to go out, of course. That helps him remember that he was punished and could easily be punished again if he doesn't start behaving. Then, if he gets a second spanking the same day, he loses his underwear, too."
"Oh, that sounds embarrassing..." Ryan said, looking at Billy's white briefs.
"You know what? Now that I think about it," Haley said. "The same rule should apply to you, Ryan, since you were spanked in this house. Go on, take your shorts off."
"WHAT? B-BUT HALEY...!"
"Stop arguing if you don't want another spanking right this moment," Haley said. "You really have to learn how to follow instructions without talking back. Now go on; it might help you behave for the rest of the evening."

Ryan did not want yet another spanking that day, so he took off his shoes first, and then he took his shorts off and placed them on a nearby table. He blushed when he noticed that Billy was laughing at his Toy Story briefs.

"Look, Haley!" Billy said, amused. "It's Woody and Buzz Lightyear to the rescue! *giggle* How old did you say your boyfriend was?"
"Knock it off, runt," Haley said. "Unless you want a repeat of what you got upstairs. Now sit down, boys, and let's watch the movie, ok?"

The three kids ate their sandwiches as they watched the movie. For a while it seemed that peace and calm had finally settled in the house, and Ryan started feeling better as he held hands with Haley while they watched. This was a first for him: Watching a movie with his actual, official girlfriend; and he couldn't help enjoying it despite his state of pantslessness. But then, halfway through the film, Billy started groaning at the movie's childish jokes.

"This is BO-ring!" Billy said. "Why did you guys pick this movie? It's, like, for five-year-olds or something!"
"Don't be rude, Billy," Haley said. "It was Ryan's choice, so just watch it and try to enjoy it. You can pick the movie next time, ok?"
"I should have guessed that it was Mr. Rugrat here who picked it," Billy said, with a mocking smirk. "What's the matter, Rugrat? They were out of Barney the Dinosaur's movies? Hey Haley, he's looking at me with an angry face, maybe you should give him his pacifier or something."
"I'm warning you, Billy," Haley said, as Ryan looked at Billy with both humiliation and growing annoyance. "Stop it already. Besides, people from all ages like Toy Story. Don't listen to him, Ryan, I think your undies are real cute."
"Oh, yeah," Billy said, and laughed. "They're reeeeeaaal CUTE, Rugrat! Please forgive me for laughing at them, now I see that they really go very well with your CUTENESS. Not even the chipmunks in the movie look so CUTE, you know?"

It was enough for Ryan to give in to his anger. He grabbed the cushion behind him and threw it at the younger boy. Billy ducked to the side and the cushion toppled a lamp, sending it tumbling to the floor.

"Oh my god!" Haley said, standing up in a flash. Ryan's face turned shocked and he receded into the sofa, as if wishing to be swallowed by it. "Ryan, what did you do?"

Haley lifted the lamp and studied it - it seemed that nothing had been broken at first sight, not even the light bulb that had been protected by the lamp's screen. Then she put it back on the side table, plugged it back to the electricity and turned its switch. The lamp didn't turn on. She tried it several times with the same result.
Haley slowly turned her face toward Ryan. The 14-year-old boy saw the green-blue fire burning again in his girlfriend's eyes and he gulped. Her nose moved slightly upwards and her eyebrows curved down to complete the perfect picture of bare, female wrath.
"Uh-oh..." Billy said in a teasing tone of voice, smiling devilishly at Ryan. "I think someone's going to get his tushy-tush ROAS-ted..."
"Billy," Haley said, without taking her eyes from Ryan's. "Run upstairs and bring me my hairbrush, will you? It looks like I have been WAY too soft with certain naughty little boys in this house."
Billy giggled and ran upstairs to do as she asked. Ryan dropped from the sofa and on the carpet on his knees, looking very distressed.
"OH NO, PLEASE HALEY, PLEEEEAAASE!" Ryan whined, hand clasped in front of his face as he begged. "I ALREADY HAD TWO SPANKINGS TODAY! PLEASE NOT THE HAIRBRUSH, PLE-E-E-E-EAAAASE! I DON'TWANNASPAAAAAANKIIIIIIING!"
"That's exactly it, Ryan," Haley said, approaching him and pulling him up by the arm. You had two hand spankings already and they didn't seem to improve your behavior at all, not even for the rest of the day. So now we're going to have to try and see if we get better results with the hairbrush. Mom will be furious when she finds out that her lamp doesn't work anymore, but at least she's going to see that you were severely punished for it. Now hold up your arms, I'm going to strip you completely."

Ryan squirmed and struggled a little as he started to cry freely, but Haley managed to take off the rest of his clothes and leave him completely naked. Then she sat back on the sofa and pulled him across her lap, getting a good grip around his waist to keep him in place as he continued squirming. Billy came back with the wooden brush and merrily handed it to Haley, who began whacking Ryan's still-pinkish butt right away.

*WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* I'm through with your misbehavior, Ryan! *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* I had been taking it easy on you so far, *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* but now the gloves are off, you hear me? *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* I'm starting to understand that you need much harder and more constant spankings *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* if you are to grow up a little, so expect more of this *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* every time you misbehave! *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!*
"OOWWIIIEEEEEEE! I'M SOOOORRYYYYYY! *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* OOOWWAAAAAAAAA! PLEASE NO MORE! PLEEEAAAASEEEE! *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* OOOWWAAAAAAAA! OOOWWAAAAAAAA! HALEEEEEYYYYY PLEEEEAAAAASEEEEE! *WHAPP! WHAPP! WHAPP!* WWAAAAAAAAAA! I'LLBEAGOOOOODBOOOOOOY! OOOWWAAAAAAAAA! OOWWAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Haley spanked away like a girl possessed, swinging the hairbrush with as much force and speed as she could muster. Ryan's howling also reached unprecedented levels in the Wood home, and Haley was sure that she had never heard any person or animal scream so loudly and desperately. But she was determined to leave an impression on Ryan this time, so he could forever remember her authority over him, and so she continued to pound the bawling boy's blazing rump mercilessly. At times, she found it difficult to keep the frenzied boy in place, as he kicked and bucked like a wild horse, causing several of her swings to land on the back of his thighs, drawing fresh, high-pitched wails from her very, very sorry boyfriend. Billy watched the spectacle from his seat, laughing and enjoying the show with great delight.
When she was done, Ryan was a complete mess. He stood and danced around the room, crying with an already hoarse voice. Haley moved her spanking arm in circles while holding it with her other hand, as if she were an athlete doing warm-up exercises. She then turned to her overjoyed 10-year-old brother.

"Your turn, Billy," she said. "Take those briefs down and saddle up for your medicine."
Billy's smile turned into an open-mouthed shock. "W-what? But, Haaaleyyyyy...!"
"Ryan got spanked for throwing that cushion, but you were the one taunting him in the first place, even after my warnings. So your butt gets the same treatment, little brother."
"But... but mom said that you can't spank me with the hairbrush until I reach p-puberty!"
"Oh I won't use the hairbrush, I remember that rule, but I'm still going to make you a very sorry little boy as I always do. Now do as I said before you make me even more annoyed."

Knowing the results of talking back to his sister, Billy pulled his underwear off and positioned himself across her lap. Haley put the hairbrush on a side table and went to work on the little boy's bare behind. Soon, he was crying and begging just as Ryan had been, although nowhere near as loud as the 14-year-old had cried. It seemed to Haley that Ryan took a spanking more childishly than even a little boy like Billy.
Afterwards, Haley waited until the two boys had settled down enough to be able to continue watching the movie. It took Ryan a longer time than Billy to calm down but he finally started crying softly enough so that everyone could hear the movie's dialogue. When he was able to speak again - in a barely understandable voice - he asked Haley if he could at least put his underwear back on, but Haley reminded him of the house rule: One spanking makes you lose your pants, and a second spanking on the same day makes you lose your underwear. She even decided that he should stay completely naked for the remainder of the evening, as a stronger punishment.
When the movie was about to finish, Ms. Wood came back to the house and walked into the TV room. Ryan tried to cover his privates but Haley slapped his hand and he moved it away. Both boys blushed and looked at Ms. Wood with deep embarrassment.

"Hi mom," Haley said, pausing the movie. "You're back early."
"Yes, can you believe two of my friends got calls from their babysitters? It looks like their boys are too much of a handful, so they had to leave early and we had to cancel drinks. Those boys are in for a hell of a spanking tonight, let me tell you… particularly your schoolmate, Jake, who's old enough to know better. And what's this? It looks like there has been some kind of misbehavior here as well, from the look of all this naked boyishness."
"Oh yeah, these two were acting up so I had to take a hand in matters. And take a hairbrush in matters, too, in Ryan's case. They made the lamp fall down and now it looks like it doesn't work."
"Again? I've had to take that lamp for repairs two times already. Oh, I've been thinking of replacing it, anyway, since it's kind of old, so this will just be a good excuse to do it. You did well in punishing the boys for that, though."
"Thanks, mom."
"Oh my god, Ryan!" Ms. Wood said, and chuckled. She seemed to be noticing his privates for the first time. "You've got such a cute little penis! It's amazing, but I think it's even smaller than Billy's!"
Haley looked at his boyfriend's tiny member, then at Billy's hairless penis, then back at Ryan's again. "Yeah... you're right, mom," Haley said. "I suspected it before, but now that I can compare them at the same time, it's definitely smaller than Billy's by a little bit."

Ryan started crying softly in response to the humiliating comparison.

"Awwww, don't worry, Ryan," Ms. Wood said. "I'm sure it'll grow in a few years. I hope so, anyway. Well, I'll be upstairs if you need me, Haley. Don't stay up late and, oh, your clean pajamas are in the dryer. Don't put them on until your boyfriend is gone, of course."
"Mooooooom!" Haley said, making a face. "You're embarrassing me in front of Ryan again!"
Ms. Wood chuckled. "Ok, ok, I'm gone! Don't stay up late."

Ms. Wood left and the three kids finished watching the movie. Then Haley dismissed Billy, who picked up his briefs and walked upstairs.

"See you later, Rugrat," Billy said from the stairway, with the same mocking smirk as before. "Remember to change your diaper before sleeping."
"Billy!" Haley said, annoyed, and the 10-year-old impish boy hurried upstairs, laughing as he went. "Don't listen to him, Ryan. You're very childish, yes, but that's also cute in a way. Why don't we sit down and talk for a bit before you go?"
"I... I'd like that..." Ryan said, still blushing from the 10-year-old’s taunts.

The two kids sat on the living room and talked for a while about many things. Ryan saw that Haley did not seem mad at him anymore, so he realized that she probably considered a spanking as the conclusion to any episode of misbehavior, and he could enjoy a clean slate with her after his butt had paid the proper price.
And what a price it had paid that night! His rear end was still burning savagely, and he thought that it might even continue to sting in the morning. He had gotten the hairbrush on top of two previous spankings, AND a few swats in the video rental store, so it was no wonder that his posterior burned so much.
His attention stayed divided between the pleasant conversation with Haley and the terrible sting on his naked behind, but he still managed to have a good time talking to her. He loved the way she held his hand from time to time as they spoke, but he could not decide how he felt about her hand sometimes wandering toward his privates and playing with them, which happened a lot during the conversation. He thought that he maybe should have enjoyed it for obvious reasons - a girl touching his privates! - but, on another hand, his penis stayed shriveled and shrunk to a pitiful size, instead of growing with the arousal of being touched and played with. He realized that the reason for this was simply that he felt too much like a punished little boy at the moment, so whatever arousing sensations were moving inside him were easily overcome by the much stronger sensations of humiliation and childishness. It was that same hand that had broke him into a bawling little boy a little while ago, after all, so feeling its touch was more humbling than arousing at the moment.
At one point in the conversation, Haley felt a little annoyed at something he said, and she tugged at his pubes as she made her argument about the subject. Ryan found the pull of his few dark hairs to be quite painful, and it immediately reminded him that Haley was in control, so he hurried to agree with her argument before she became more annoyed. Haley then seemed to be pleased with his agreement and went back to twirl his pubes with her fingers softly and playfully, making Ryan feel relieved that he had been able to appease her temper this time. But she had made her point: She definitely had him by the short and curlies, and he would do well to keep that in mind.
A little while later, Haley decided that it was time for them to go to sleep and she let Ryan dress himself for the short walk home - his house was only a couple of blocks away. Then she held open the door for him and he gave her a quick kiss goodnight as she had previously instructed the he should always do.

"Now turn around and bend over a little," Haley said after the kiss.
"W-what?" Ryan said, confused.
"Every time we say good-bye you're going to give me a little good-bye kiss and then present your butt for a good-bye smack. It's a little gesture to help you remember who's in charge in this relationship. It also might help you remember to stay in your best behavior - for a little while, at least. Now turn around like I said."

Afraid of talking back, Ryan slowly turned and bent over a bit, sticking his butt out as if asking for it to be smacked. Haley wasted no time in complying. *SMACK!*

"OOOWWWW!" Ryan said, standing upright in a flash and rubbing. "D-do you have to do it so hard?"
"Of course, silly," she said, giggling. "It's not effective otherwise. See you tomorrow at school then, handsome. Sweet dreams!"

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Later, as he was lying facedown on his bed and trying to rub the seemingly endless sting away, Ryan reflected on that day's events as he slowly drifted into sleep. He loved to have a girlfriend now. But he had to be spanked by her as regularly as Mickey spanked him, it seemed, and he did not like that so much at all. And she had a really annoying little brother who loved to mock him, too. But he LOVED having a girlfriend! If it weren’t Haley, maybe he would feel that the painful parts of the relationship - painful to his rear end, that is - were more than the good parts. But because it was Haley, he thought that it was the other way around, and so he felt happy in the end.
He was wondering what the following day would have in store for him - and for his abused young bottom - as he finally was taken by slumber. The hand that had been rubbing his butt remained there, motionless, after he fell asleep. He dreamt of snow and fresh air and ice cream and all sorts of cold things. He dreamt of enjoying those things for a while until a familiar warmth started sneaking in, prickling him in an also too-familiar way, and the warmth grew until he became alarmed and ran to find the next cold thing to cool himself with.
When he awoke in the morning, he realized that the warmth was still there, prickling his tail, just as much as it had the night before. He peeled down his pajama bottoms to discover that his butt was still bright red; then he let out a great sigh, and steeled himself for a new day full of misbehaving possibilities.

To Be Continued...

(The End)