WAREHOUSE WORK

            Rick was trying to figure out how he’d ended up across Josh’s lap about to be spanked.  How could a few beers and some joking around have got him here?  One of Josh’s big hands rested on his butt and the other on the small of his back.  Rick shifted his right leg a little to the side since the chair arm was digging into his thighs.

            “Comfy now, Rick?” Josh said, rubbing his hand over Rick’s butt.  Rick could feel Josh’s midriff shake with silent laughter.  The fucker was getting off on this!

            “Just get it over with, man,” Rick said, figuring that the sooner Josh started, the sooner this whole, weird thing would be over. 

            WHACK!  Josh’s hand connected with powerful slap, and Rick grunted in surprise.

            “Okay, Rick,” Josh said, “you asked for it, and I always give my employees what they ask for.”  Josh delivered a vigorous round of swats to Rick’s bottom, making the surprised lad squirm.  Rick butt was heating up even through his jeans.

            “Give it to him good, Josh!” Kenny said, enjoying the sight of Rick lying across Josh’s lap like a little kid.  “Spank him good and hard.”

            “What’d I ever do to you, man?” Rick asked Kenny, looking up at his lanky coworker, who was grinning from ear to ear.  Rick noticed that Kenny was clearly getting off on watching him get his butt beat.  The bulge of Kenny’s cock on the inside of his thigh was pretty obvious.  “You were the one said we could take a break and have a few beers—no problem!  What a liar!”

            Rick’s comments were punctuated with involuntary grunts and gasps as Josh continued to pummel Rick’s ass.

            “I just like to see a smart-aleck get what he deserves,” Kenny said.  Rick didn’t see the wink that Kenny gave Josh.

            Rick couldn’t help shifting around as his ass felt the burn from the steady spanks.  His jeans were some protection, he realized, thank God.  Maybe he could get through this without a problem.  Except his damn prick was getting hard.  What was that about?  Maybe it was seeing Kenny’s boner in his jeans a few inches from his face or the feeling of Josh’s hand on his butt between spanks.  God, what if he was a pervert, like he’d thought a couple of times and then managed to forget?  This was just too weird.

“No fucking way!” Rick said, starting to push himself up.  “You didn’t say nothing about bare ass.  You just said I could take a spanking or get my pay docked.”

            Josh pushed Rick back down, saying, “Hold him down, Kenny, while I get his jeans off.”

            “No, man, don’t,” Rick pleaded, as Kenny eagerly moved forward, pushing his protesting work buddy back down and holding him there.  While Kenny prevented Rick from rising up, Josh reached around Rick’s waist with one hand and thrust his other hand up between Rick’s legs, grabbing for his crotch.  Rick wasn’t wearing a belt, so all Josh had to do was unsnap the button and pull the zipper down to loosen Rick’s jeans.

            “Shit!  Please . . . ,” Rick begged, feeling Josh’s hand rub his stiff prick for a moment as Josh grasped the fly of Rick’s jeans.  Rick lifted his head, trying again to push himself up.  But this time his head was caught between Kenny’s thighs, and he couldn’t’ shift his head or his face would meet the bulge of Kenny’s cock, now pressed tight against his ear.

            “Whoa!” Josh said, “I think Rick’s getting turned on by his spanking!  He’s got a boner.  And he ain’t got no underwear, so he must have wanted to make it easy for me!”

SMACK!  Josh brought his hand down with a blazing slap, and Rick jerked in shock and surprise.

            “Holy shit!” Rick yelled.  “That stings, man!”

            “It’s supposed to,” Josh said, delivering two more hearty slaps square across Rick’s clenched ass.  “Now, take it like a man!  You can let me him go, Kenny, he ain’t going nowhere!”

            SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  Josh spanked Rick’s reddening mounds with a steady but powerful snap of his hand, occasionally interrupting the assault to rub the hot flesh.  Rick just kept grunting, his eyes screwed shut and his mouth in a grimace, hardly believing the stinging fire raging on his bottom.  Worse than the burning slaps on his butt was the fact that his prick was now rock hard and rubbing against Josh’s crotch with each blow.

            “I’m sorry I goofed off, man,” Rick said, trying to look back at Josh while he grasped the edge of the chair seat and attempted to lift himself just enough so his cock would stop rubbing against Josh’s jeans.  He was afraid he would shoot, despite the blaze on his ass.  He didn’t care that it looked like he was raising his ass to meet Josh’s hand.  “Please, no more man, please.  Dock my pay or whatever.  Just don’t spank me any more!”

            “Don’t’ stop, Josh,” Kenny said, “Spank him till he blubbers!”

            “Come on, man, please,” Rick begged, as the slaps on his butt echoed in the large room.  “Jesus!”  He did almost feel like crying, but he wasn’t exactly sure why.  The hot sting on his ass had moved past pain into a feeling he’d never known, all mixed up with his unbelievably hard dick rubbing against Josh’s leg.  “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, man.  I’m sorry!  How many times do I got to say it?”

            “All right, Rick,” Josh said, with a mighty slap, “I think that’s enough for the first time!”

            “Oh God, please not again,” Rick gasped, collapsed and unable to move, though his prick was still hard and pressed against Josh’s crotch.  Josh’s warm hand was on his butt, rubbing the sting. Hs middle finger moved into Rick’s crack making Rick jerk and nearly come.

            “Okay, my boy,” said Josh, his hand still firmly clamped on Rick’s bare ass, “you can get up now.”

Rick shifted on Josh’s lap, swung his legs around to the floor, and then with Josh’s help raised himself up off of Josh’s lap.  He flushed beet red as he looked down and saw his rock-hard dick sticking straight out, a glistening thread of pre-come dangling from the tip.  There was a big wet spot on Josh’s jeans where Rick’s dick had rubbed and leaked during the spanking.  And then, to Rick’s disbelief, Josh pulled Rick closer, applying a firm pressure with the hand that still gripped Rick’s butt, opened his mouth and swallowed a good portion of Rick’s cock.

            Holy shit, it felt incredible as Josh started sucking and tonguing Rick’s swollen prick.  He’d been hard for so long that the sensations were driving him crazy.  This was nothing like the reluctant blow job he’d gotten once from Rita, his on-again, off-again girl friend.  Then he felt Josh rub a finger across his asshole as he moved his hand over Rick’s unbelievably sensitive buttocks.  It lit a fire in his nuts and he yelled.

            “Shit, man, I’m coming!  I’m coming!”  He tried to pull out, afraid Josh would be really pissed if Rick came in his mouth, but Josh didn’t let Rick pull back--he just sucked harder and clamped down on Rick’s cock with his tongue and throat.  Rick couldn’t contain himself and shot load after load, nearly whimpering with a mixture of extreme pleasure and fear that he had crossed a line and couldn’t go back.

            Finally, he finished ejaculating, and Josh let him pull his relaxing cock free, moist and glistening with Josh’s saliva and his own come.  Josh wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand and grinned up at Rick, still somehow in control.

            “Okay, Rick,” Josh said, pointing in the direction of the broom leaning against a stack of boxes, “pick up the cans and get back to sweeping up, like you were supposed to be doing when I caught you guys goofing off.  It’s Kenny’s turn to get his punishment.” 

            Josh grinned and winked at Rick as Kenny pushed past his work buddy as he moved over to assume the position, unzipping and pushing his jeans down at the same time.  Kenny’s long, nearly erect prick sprang out as he pushed his boxers down and lowered himself across Josh’s lap.  Rick’s prick started to stir again as he saw Kenny’s dick slide down on inside of Josh’s thigh as Josh positioned Kenny over his spread legs.  Rick quickly pulled his jeans up and zipped up his fly, but not before Josh noticed Rick’s stiffening cock.

            “Get to work, Rick, and stop admiring Kenny’s dong, unless you want another spanking.  And next time I won’t hold back,” Josh said, smiling.

            Rick felt himself flush, and he quickly began picking up the beer cans.  He jumped involuntarily as the first slap on Kenny’s bare ass echoed loudly in room.  Jesus, was that what his spanking had sounded like?  He didn’t want another one, for sure.  But he couldn’t help glancing furtively back as the sight of Josh’s hand coming down again and again on Kenny’s butt as the lanky lad squirmed and gasped.  He realized he wasn’t sure what he wanted, since he was hard again.  Working this warehouse job wasn’t’ at all what he’d expected, that was for sure!

The End