Summer at Uncle’s

PETER, AN EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLD from a small town, stays with Uncle Barnabas in London for the summer. The country boy soon learns the wicked ways of the city as he is introduced into the world of corporal punishment by a cast of characters including his cousin Albert; “out-and-proud” Nickie; and an old-fashioned schoolmaster by the unlikely … Continue reading Summer at Uncle’s

Tears before spanking

“No, uncle, no please. I will be good I promise.” Baz covered his mouth with the back of his hand, his unruly long fair hair flopped over his eyes. His shoulders heaved. “Please don’t. Please don’t” Was he really crying? He held his head low, I couldn’t get  a proper look at his face. “No, … Continue reading Tears before spanking

Matty’s achingly beatable bottom

The boy across the street has the most achingly beatable bottom. I wonder if he realises. How would he? He doesn’t get to see it does he? You don’t get a proper view in the mirror do you, not even in a full length one. Maybe you’d know if you saw yourself in a photo, … Continue reading Matty’s achingly beatable bottom

Thieving cousins

Seth Miller and his cousin Zach stood facing the kitchen wall. Hands on heads, jeans and underwear at their feet; their asses glowing. Zach blinked back tears determined not to cry in front of his cousin. Ernest Miller sat at the table sipping coffee, admiring his handiwork. The dark red marks had already started to … Continue reading Thieving cousins

Duncan and Uncle Henry

Duncan wheeled his bicycle up the pathway of No. 17 The Avenue. He let himself in and parked the bike in the hallway. “Duncan!” It was his Uncle Henry and he sounded angry. Duncan had expected this. He was twenty-two years old and in his final year at university. Things were not going well. His … Continue reading Duncan and Uncle Henry

Caught in the act

ADVISORY: This  tale is a little darker than the ones I usually tell – Charles Mitch’s head pounded and his throat hurt but at least the room had stopped spinning. Who was the beautiful naked boy in bed beside him? He had a name. Tim? Jim? He couldn’t remember. He was sure it was something … Continue reading Caught in the act

Warren’s awakening

Warren Hunter looked out the bedroom window anxiously. Any moment now his uncle would call him down to the sitting room. It would be a spanking for sure. He couldn’t complain. He knew he deserved everything that was coming to him. Warren was in turmoil. He was so ashamed. How had things come to this? … Continue reading Warren’s awakening

An unexpected lesson for Alfie

I’ll be glad when the holidays are over and my nephew goes back to college. He’s been staying with me because his parents have taken themselves off for a New Year’s cruise down to the Caribbean. Lucky them. It never occurred to me that Alfie would be so much trouble. He’s nineteen – twenty in … Continue reading An unexpected lesson for Alfie

That time at Uncle Ron’s

“I’ve had enough of your behaviour. I won’t stand for it, do you hear? It has got to stop.” It was my Uncle Ron speaking. “I’ve told you before. You need to buck your ideas up my lad. Start obeying the rules around here. Or else.” It was 1974, I was eighteen and staying with … Continue reading That time at Uncle Ron’s

The boy in pink

If the cat hadn’t jumped from the kitchen table and landed on the draining board by the sink disturbing the plates that were drying there, Mr Shankly would never have looked up from his newspaper. “Oh, Suki,” he chortled, “daft cat, getouttaway.” Then he walked over to the sink. He meant to put the crockery … Continue reading The boy in pink