summer camp

The Summer Camp

Dave and I were both 14, and it was to be our last summer at the camp. We had spent four good summers here and would be sad to leave. More than anything else, we had met two cute girls the previous summer, Amy and Jodi, and we were anxious to hook up with them this time, 14-year-old hormones being what they are!

The third day of camp, a buddy of ours, Mike, told us about a peep hole in the wall of the girls' shower cabin, and after breakfast we went to check it out. It was everything we had hoped for, although we were disappointed that neither Amy nor Jodi were there. I could feel my cock instantly harden in my shorts as I spied on the wonderful scene laid out before my eyes.

Just as I was drifting into fantasyland, I heard a voice behind us. We both spun around, and found ourselves face to face with one of the girl's counsellors. She grabbed us both by our shirts and dragged us back to our cabin, where our counsellor, Jim was relaxing. She told him that we'd been caught spying on the girls, and needed to be punished. Jim called me over, and asked me if it was true. I stammered yes, I guess it was - I was too nervous to even lie!

Jim didn't wait before pulling me over his lap, saying that obviously my father hadn't spanked me nearly enough, so he'd have to give me the discipline every teenage boy needed. I was in shock and only managed a weak protest as he brought his hand down firmly on my butt cheeks. I was particularly embarrassed about being spanked in front of the girl's counsellor, who I could hear giggling in the background. Jim continued spanking me over my shorts, giving me a thorough bun warming. When he paused, I thought he was finished, but little did I realize that he had only started! Jim ordered me to stand up and pull down my shorts. Now I was really in for some embarrassment; our camp shorts didn't cover much anyway, but my face must have turned beet red as I lowered my shorts to my feet and got back across his lap.

Jim's hand came down sharply on my butt, and this time it really stung. The thin fabric of my white cotton briefs offered virtually no protection from the stinging blows. Worse yet, I could feel myself getting hard as Jim continued slapping by buns! After several minutes, I felt his hand slip under the elastic waistband of my underpants. I tried to push his hand away, but he just pinned my arm behind my back and said that all naughty little boys deserved a bare bottom spanking. With that my jockeys joined my shorts down at my ankles. I couldn't imagine a more embarrassing fate, getting spanked at age 14, bare bottom, and in front of a girl no less! I certainly felt much younger, with my shorts and boyish underpants bunched at my feet. The spanking continued until I was ready to cry, and then Jim told me to get up and stand in the corner. This I did sheepishly, thankful only that my raging boner had disappeared.

I felt my cock start to rise again as he called Dave over to his side and yanked down his shorts without even pausing. I could see the boner trying to push its way out of Dave's briefs, and then I knew that this would be a very interesting summer indeed....