Camp Spanko Adventures / Shad and Spence Go to Camp Spanko (1/2)
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Camp Spanko Adventures of Jeff, Jishnu, Shad and Spence
Shad and Spence Go to Camp Spanko (1/2)
By
YLeeCoyote@juno.com
It was totally unexpected. A text message from the Camp Spanko director and naturally it was brief. "Check your e-mail." was all it said. I did not waste a second doing that seeing who it was from. What I read was totally awesome. I could go to Camp Spanko for a week if I could leave the next day because a camper had to return home because of a death in his family. It was probably even better than if it had come for a full session. My parents had been very reluctant to me go but after the start for the last session had past, they had agreed to next year for I would be twelve like my brother Jeff was this year. Now I had another chance and the cost would only be a quarter of normal because of the lack of notice and the shorter stay. If it was up to me, I would have left that day but that was not possible. It was an intense discussion in the family and Jeff was all in favor of it reminding his parents how it did him a world of good. They agreed and the arrangements were made.
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I've been here at Camp Spanko for a week and I still have not worked out the problem I have with Shanye. Well, actually not 'with him' but 'my fantasies about him' and how he spanked his big brother Jimmy with not just a play spanking but a REAL PUNISHMENT SPANKING. I've gotten more than dozen spankings (counting the bedtimes ones) here already. Unfortunately, none of them have been from guys that remind me of Shanye. Would that make a difference?
I have been reminded of one of the people I did not want to be reminded of – my kid sister Dianna – by Terry who is a girl who looks very much like her. Terry also reminds me of Shanye for she has spanked a lot of the guys here especially the older ones. None of them want to talk about that experience, however, and not only do they have very red butts but also red eyes like they have been crying after those spankings. I wish she was a boy as that would help me.
At first I thought that my cabin mate Jarvis might do the job. He's fifteen not twelve and he did spank me a couple of times. The first time was a good night spanking the first night so it was gentle as it was supposed be. It was three days later in the Pit that we tried it again. Jarvis did try but he did not lecture well and then even with a slipper he did not hit very hard. Shanye is strong, dominant and aggressive and Jarvis is not. I got a good hard spanking from another guy but he was seventeen and strong. He made me cry very quickly. I had a proper sore butt but it did not help me to resolve anything.
A couple of days later, the counselor tells Stevie and me that he arranged a treat for the two of us. Not a hour later two twelve-year-olds show up and quite politely ask the two of us if we wanted to be spanked. After we said yes, they said: "Please come with us to the spanking pit." I really couldn't imagine Shayne being so polite but it got worse when we got there. We were asked (not ordered) to remove our shorts and get over their laps. I think I could have spanked myself harder. It was not satisfying at all. I was even more discouraged.
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I can now really appreciate what Jeff said he felt as he rode the train going to Camp Spanko like I'm doing now. It is unbelievably exciting for many reasons including the first time away from the 'rents and not in a group. I'm picturing all sorts of things based on what Jeff told me happens there until exhaustion forces me to sleep. I'm kicked off the train in LA and look for the Camp Spanko guy picking me up. I find him – a Mr. Winks. We first go to the airport to drop off, Jarvis, the guy who has to go home. That done, we head for Camp stopping for some grub. Mr. Winks does the intake interview in the van since we are alone. He explains that I'll be getting Jarvis's spot as that is the minimum disturbance to the Camp's setup. My cabin mates are all a bit older than I – fourteen to sixteen – but it's expected that I will do fine. I learn that the Camp's leaders have spoken with Jeff and my cabin mates will be surprised at what a kid like me can do. I make a mental note to speak to Jeff about his not telling me.
It is time for lunch when we get to camp and it is in the mess hall I meet my cabin mates. Stevie, one of them, is to be my guide for today. My swimming test is also scheduled. I should mention that just being in the mess hall was an experience and a half. Jeff had warned me about the red butts on display rule and that it was clothing optional but words did not do the job. Like every growing boy whenever I'm in a locker room I make comparisons about how I'm developing with the other guys but now – for the first time – I'm seeing naked girls, some with hair down there and some red butts and all size boobs. I wonder if girls make the same sort of comparisons? At least two out of three guys show that they have been spanked this day. I notice something that Jeff did not tell me – some of the older campers who should have pubes don't. Jeff told me why he lost his but this must have another explanation.
The guys are telling each other about their morning experiences getting spanked. I quickly learn that they are all like Jeff – bottoms. The only spankings they have given are to each other. Those are all bedtime spankings. Need I tell you what I'm thinking – «I'm sharing a cabin with four older naughty boys who need to be spanked each night.» I tell them about me and they just love the stuff about how I'm in charge of my big brother's discipline. I also learn about the missing pubes without having to ask and sounding like an ignorant little kid for Lane explained that Roy shaved him so that he would remember that he is just a little boy. I asked who Roy is and they point him out. He looks about Jeff's age and he has his pants on.
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I'm not sure what to think of this new kid, Shad. He's very young yet he does not act like a kid and talks of having tawsed his big brother. Time will tell what he is made of. We pick up his bedding and I show him his bunk. He needs a lot of help making it up so it turns out I practically do it all. "Thanks for the help with making up my bunk, Stevie." he says slapping my butt, "Would you like a reward spanking now?"
«What the hell», I think. "Sure." We head to the implement board and Shad selects the slipper. He sits on the spanking chair and I get over his lap. I don't have to take my pants down because I'm not wearing any. He gets a hold on my waist and gives me a few hand spanks. He hits pretty hard for an eleven-year-old. Then he switches to the slipper. Hell, this dude knows how to spank. That slipper came down hard and often and in just a few minutes I'm very well spanked. After he lets me up, I say "Thank you, Sir." We head out to the Spanking Pit as he requested for a while as he is scheduled for his swimming test before the regular swim period.
There is lots of action in the Pit. At station one an older girl is spanking her roleplay younger brother according to the dialogue. They are using one of the less popular positions – the diaper position. That one scares me for I'm afraid my balls will fall on my butt and get whacked. The guy is being very careful and holding his legs tightly together while she is holding his ankles and gives it to him with her hairbrush. He's yelling and bawling but she keeps at it until his butt is totally toast. Shad said he would like to spank her that way.
We also watch a couple of guys trading cane cuts. Shad is very interested in that because he has a cousin in the UK. He does not hesitate and asks them to show him how to swing the cane properly. They are surprised but show him and then take a couple of cuts each. They offer to return the favor, but he declines because he is due for his swimming test in a few minutes. As we walk away he tell me: "That was great. It feels GREAT to swing the cane at a waiting ass and hear it hit."
At the pond, I get to see Shad naked. He is definitely young just starting puberty but he is sure into spanking. He passes his swimming test on the first try and the counselors say he is as good a swimmer as his brother and he should sign up for the across the pond swim later in the week. Soon after, it is general swim time and we enjoy the water. Shad is fascinated by all the bare red butts. Actually, he is fascinated by all the butts and a few other things.
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This place is amazing. The T-shirt I need is "So many butts, so little time!" At dinner Stevie tells how I spanked him very nicely and tried out a cane in the Pit. My cabin mates are immediately looking forward to getting goodnight spankings from me. I don't realize how much work that will be and how hard it will be on my hand but I agree to do it. Our counselor is delighted to have an assistant to deal with the bedtime spankings and promises to teach me about technique and stuff. Of course, that will be immediately useful here in Camp but I can foresee that will also be useful in dealing with Jeff.
They had a definite procedure for the bedtime spankings. Mr. Stinson tells us all to get ready for bed – shower, brush, drain – and then stand by our bunks for inspection. I'm exempted from the last since that's not my scene. I watch as he inspects Stevie. He's done well so he immediately gets a 'good boy' spanking. Mr. Stinson sits on his bunk and takes him over his lap. A dozen moderate hand spanks gives his bottom a nice warm glow without any real pain. Stevie thanks him and slips under the cover.
It is Lane's turn. He fails inspection for skipping brushing his teeth. Spence and Monty whisper that he's going to get it good and they are soon proven right. He's ordered to bring the leather paddle over and get a bad boy spanking. No nice gentle OTK but he has to bend over and get whacked ten times. The whacks are loud and he yells. It is his own fault and I don't feel sorry for him at all. He is ordered back to the sinks to brush and when he gets into bed he immediately turns on his front. I heard him wince when he sat down first.
I get to deal with Spence. He also passes inspection so he is to get a spanking like Stevie received. I've only given Shad punishment spankings so, like my spanking Stevie this afternoon, this is still a new experience for me. "You been a good lad today, big brother, so you are getting a good boy spanking." I tell him. I sit on his bed, guide him over my lap and caress his nice butt. He quivers with anticipation. Then I start and give him lots of firm but not very hard spanks until his bottom is nice and rosy. I can feel the heat but he is not in pain. I lift him up, give him a hug and tuck him into bed like a little boy. "Good night, big brother, sleep well." He is practically purring.
Monty has messed up. Mr. Stinson shows me the duty roster and he was supposed to have swept up. I lecture him sternly because he messed up three days before. I send him to fetch the tawse from the wall and he looks scared. "For every second over ten you get extras boy so you better hurry." I start to count. I get to three before he moves. He sprints there and back and hands me the tawse as I say twelve. I've have experience doing this with Jeff so he is in for a hard surprise. I have him lie on his bunk crosswise and order him to hold on tight. I give him the first stroke medium hard and he winces. Then I turn it up to full and give him another nine. He started to cry at seven. "You must do your chores, boy. You will sweep up before breakfast tomorrow." I tell him. "And now for your extras for delaying." I put each on the sensitive crease one on each side to make sure he remembers to be responsible. I feel his tail and it is red hot and sensitive. "Into bed, boy." He obeys immediately.
Mr. Stinson praises me for how well I've did my duty. I get into bed. Mr. Stinson kills the light and does likewise. It is the end of my first day at Camp and it has been great. Lots of fun and very educational as well.
Continue with: Shad and Spence Go to Camp Spanko (2/2)
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