For once, David woke up before Sharon. They were curled together in bed. They hadn't have sex on Sunday night but Sharon had insisted they undress completely for bed. David didn't mind. He had been falling asleep trying to read for his Monday classes. Sharon had finished her reading first and curled up next to him with her head on his chest. She had played with his penis a little. But only enough to wake him up before she turned out the light for the night. They had slept well.
Now David tried to slip out of bed without waking her. But Sharon felt him stir and opened her eyes. He was looking on the floor for his underwear. She let him put it on before she said anything. David turned and saw that she was awake. "Morning, big guy," Sharon said.
"Morning to you too," he said with a smile. She noticed that his dick was sticking out in his briefs. "Morning wood?", she guessed.
"Uh, no," David lied.
"Oh, then you're happy to see me this morning?", she replied.
"Yep. Always," he responded, as he found his jeans on the other side of the bed. He was about to pull them on when Sharon said, "Ok, lover, skip the jeans for now. I like you in your cute little underpants." David was wearing the same new briefs that he had started yesterday in. The navy blue ones with the white trim.
"Can you go start the coffee? Please?" she asked.
"Um, Joanne and Julie are back. Don't you think I should wear something more downstairs?", he replied, even though he knew what her answer would be.
"Nope, go as you are. Bring back coffee and I'll give you a special treat," she said.
David didn't like the idea of going downstairs in just his underwear with Sharon's roommates around. Even though he realized that he worn less that this last weekend when Julie and Joanne were still asleep. But Sharon's offer of a special treat was enough of a nudge to get him moving. And he knew that his dick was getting hard at the thought of what Sharon might have meant. He hoped that her roommates were sleeping in this morning. It was one thing to be caught in his underpants only downstairs but he didn't need Joanne or Julie seeing an obvious erection in his briefs.
David peeked out the bedroom door and listened. The house was quiet. He moved quickly into the bathroom next door and peed. Then he walked quickly down the stairs and listened for any sounds in the kitchen. Nothing. David went into the kitchen and started the coffee. Now he was definitely exposed as the coffee maker brewed very slowly. At least his boner had gone down from the tension. He took a seat at the kitchen table and waited for the coffee maker to finish. It was almost done when Joanne's bedroom door opened. He looked around, almost comically, trying to think of some place to hide. But there was no place to go.
Joanne walked into the kitchen and saw David sitting at the table. He was bare-chested but it wasn't obvious at first that he wasn't wearing much down below. "Oh, hi, David, good morning!," Joanne said, "I thought I heard someone in here. Coffee almost ready? I could use a cup right now." David was almost speechless with embarrassment. But Joanne was wearing barely more than he was. She was wearing only a t-shirt and bikini panties. And the t-shirt came down only to her waist. She didn't seem to care at all. As Joanne walked past him to the coffee maker, she glanced down and noticed that he was wearing only a pair of small blue underpants. "Nice," she thought as she grabbed a mug out of the cabinet. She poured a cup and then took a seat at the table opposite David. "Coffee's ready. Aren't you going to get a cup?", Joanne asked.
David knew that he was trapped. Now he had to get up and get coffee for Sharon and himself. No way out of it. So he stood up, turned and walked to the coffee maker. Joanne like the look of David walking away from her in his underpants. "Nice butt," she thought and then she remembered that it was a recently-paddled butt too. She could see what she thought was the edge of a bruise at the underside of his right buttock where the hem of his briefs didn't quite cover. David fumbled around in the cabinet and found two mugs. He almost spilled the coffee trying to pour two cups. He correctly guessed that Joanne was getting an eyeful of his backside. He turned with a mug in each hand and said, "Well, uh, I better take this upstairs now. To Sharon," he stammered.
"Yes, I think you better. Sharon can be really cranky without her coffee first thing. No telling what she might do if you don't get some to her right away," Joanne replied. Her tone was suggestive. David hesitated and wondered whether Joanne knew more than she was saying about Sharon and his weekend. As he paused in front of her, Joanne was getting a good look at his front-side when he paused in front of her. The outline of his penis was clear in his briefs. She liked it when boys had their dicks pointing up in their underwear instead of down all the time. David recovered and walked past her. She watched him until he turned the corner and headed toward the stairs. "Nice," she said to herself again.
David was at the top of the stairs when Julie's bedroom door opened. He thought about rushing to Sharon's bedroom door but decided that he would just spill the two cups of coffee and look even more ridiculous to Julie. She was now standing in her bedroom doorway and looking right at him. Like Joanne, Julie hadn't bothered to put much on this morning. Or maybe she had? David had no way to know whether this was her dressed first thing or not. Julie was also in panties and a short t-shirt. The t-shirt looked like it had been washed and dried a thousand times. It was small and very tight and only covered Julie to her belly button. David stood there frozen for a second before he found the courage to say, "Oh, hey, Julie."
"Hey, yourself. Is there more coffee? I could smell it," Julie responded.
"Uh, yeah, just made a pot. May be some left," he replied. He wasn't sure if there was more coffee or not. He hadn't paid any attention to what was left as he poured two cups while Joanne had watched him.
He walked across the landing and realized that he had closed the bedroom door behind him. With both hands full, David had to bend over to set one cup down on the floor while he opened Sharon's bedroom door. Julie was out on the landing by now and getting a good look at David's butt as he bent over to set the coffee cup down. She thought about David bent over and getting paddled. She needed to ask Sharon more questions about how that went down.
David opened the door, took one cup inside and handed it to Sharon who was sitting up in bed. He returned to pick up the second cup. Julie had gone to the bathroom. A few seconds later, he heard the toilet flush. He crawled back into bed with Sharon.
"Sounds like you ran into Julie," Sharon asked with a broad smile.
"Yeah, and Joanne downstairs too," he replied with a frown.
"Oh, are you shy boy again? You were wearing your little underpants after all. So what if they saw you? I bet they weren't dressed either," Sharon teased.
"No, they weren't. But still, this is their house," David responded. Still, he was glad that he was wearing something. It would have been completely embarrassing to have been seen nude getting coffee this morning. He was still surprised that Sharon had let him put on his underwear first.
"We aren't a modest house, though," Sharon said, "You should have guessed that by now. And you boys are weirdly shy. We will have to fix that,"
"Uh, fix that how?," David stammered. He wasn't sure what Sharon meant but he didn't like the sound of that.
"Oh, relax," she replied, "I just meant that you don't have to worry about being seen undressed in this house. Just think of Joanne and Julie as the sisters that you didn't have. If you and your brothers had sisters growing up with you, you wouldn't be so inhibited now about how much you are dressed. Or undressed."
"We weren't inhibited growing up, if that is what you mean. We were just three boys," David retorted.
"Yeah, but you were just naked in front of each other. With a sister or two in the house, you would have become use to being undressed around females. That's all I'm saying. My brothers had me around all the time and they weren't allowed to act like I couldn't see them nude or barely dressed. We were doctor's kids, you know. And Dad didn't want there to be any mystery about what boys and girls looked like, I guess. Unlike you all boy families where seeing a naked girl is automatically a big turn-on. My brothers didn't get a boner every time they saw me nude and I didn't get all worked up seeing them naked either."
"I guess. I mean you were naked in front of Jason last weekend and neither of you acted like it was weird. But I thought it was." David responded.
"But it wasn't weird. Could I have put something on just to come downstairs once I heard Jason and you talking? Of course. But why bother? And, after all, you were naked then too. You would have felt completely out of place if I had come downstairs wearing something and you were the only one nude in the living room, right?," she shot back.
"I just always thought that brothers and sisters weren't supposed to do that," he said.
"Do what exactly? You make it sound incestuous. It is not like that. My brothers and me just saw each other nude or in our underwear a lot growing up and were taught that there was nothing wrong with the human body. Our Dad didn't want us to feel ashamed around each other. And our Mom was on board with that. We weren't a nudist family, after all. I never saw my parents nude that I remember and they didn't insist that we run around naked in the house. We were just not ridiculously square," Sharon pointed out.
"I guess," was all that David could offer in response.
"Exactly. So don't sweat it while you are staying here. You boys walk around naked in the dorm and gym all the time. I'm not saying that you had to do that here all the time, but for Pete's sake, don't bother getting dressed just to get some coffee or go to the bathroom. It's ridiculous. And Julie and Joanne don't care. If anything, you will make them feel like they have to get dressed now just because you are staying here this week. Besides, you have a nice bod. Why not show them what they are missing?" she said with a laugh.
"Okay, okay," David was anxious to end this conversation. He had already forgotten about any special treat that Sharon had teased him with earlier. But Sharon hadn't. She had finished her coffee and was ready to play. She took the coffee cup out of his hand and set it on the nightstand. Sharon pushed David over onto his back, pulled his underpants down, and took him in her mouth. She was working his dick with a steady motion. He was almost instantly hard. She cupped his balls with her left hand while she held his dick with her right. In a few moments, David was writhing in the bed as she sucked him hard. Then just before he thought he was going to cum, Sharon stopped.
"That's all for now, lover," she said, "You better shower and get to class. Don't you have a 9:00 a.m.?"
David was floored that she had stopped just short of orgasm. His dick was twitching. But Sharon was obviously done with him. She got up and pulled on her panties and found a t-shirt in a pile on the floor. He was still lying on his back and panting a little. He thought that his penis was as hard as it could be. Which was kind of amazing since they had sex several times this weekend.
Sharon turned to him and said, "You better get moving or you will be late to class. You only have 30 minutes. Or do I need to motivate you?"
David wasn't certain what she meant but it doesn't sound good. He started to pull his underpants back up. His erection was sticking out and showed no sign of going down. Sharon smiled at the sight of him hard and pointed at his underpants.
"You won't be needing those just to get a shower, will you?" Sharon said.
"Um, I guess not," he replied, remembering her speech about how he didn't need to be modest around her roommates. She pointed to her laundry basket in the corner. David threw his briefs into it. With a smile, she opened her bedroom door and pointed in the direction of the bathroom. He hesitated but then walked through the doorway and toward the bathroom. He had been praying that Julie was not out there. It was one thing to be seen nude but so much worse to be nude and hard. His penis was still pointed out and throbbing.
He was relieved. Julie wasn't waiting for him on the landing. He made it to the bathroom and started to close the door. Sharon caught the door just before he closed it all the way and said, "By the way, don't lock the bathroom door. I may need to come in while you're showering. And besides, keep your hands off your dick. You might be tempted to jerk off in there. Don't. Unless you want me to paddle your butt some more this morning."
Embarrassed, he stammered, "Okay. Right." He went to the bathroom, started running the shower, and got in. The warm water felt good. He had forgotten to take a look at his butt this morning. He hoped that the bruises had faded more overnight. He was tempted to jerk off but worried that Sharon might walk in and catch him. Her threat to paddle him if he jerked off seemed very real.
Sharon went downstairs for another cup of coffee. She hadn't bothered to dress. She would shower after while. Her first class today wasn't until 11:00 a.m. Julie and Joanne were sitting at the kitchen table. Someone had made more coffee. Sharon grabbed another cup and joined the girls at the table. "So you perverts get a look at David this morning?", Sharon asked with a smirk.
"You better believe it," Joanne said, "Cute boy in his cute little undies."
Julie added, "I didn't get that much of a look but he did bend over and he has a cute butt. Just right for spanking, What's he doing now?"
"Showering," Sharon replied, "If you want to get a peek at his naked butt, you are about to get your chance."
"Oh, how?", Julie asked, clearly interested.
"He didn't wear anything into the bathroom. So if you want to check him out, you have two choices. Go into the bathroom just as he's getting out of the shower or wait until he has to make it from the bathroom to my bedroom. Your choice," Sharon offered.
"Hmmm, I think that I need to go to the bathroom," Julie said.
And Joanne added, "Maybe I need to be getting something out of your room around the time that he has to make his dash from the bathroom. What do you think?"
"Fine with me," Sharon replied, "But if you want to see something, you better go upstairs now. He doesn't take long showers and he has class at 9:00."
So Julie and Joanne headed upstairs. Julie listened at the door until she heard the shower cut off. Then she barged into the bathroom just as David was stepping out of the shower. He saw her and reached the towel just as she stepped past him. "Sorry, just needed something out of the medicine cabinet," Julie apologized. She edged past him as he tried to put the towel between her and him. Julie got a quick look at his penis but that was all. David tried backing out of the bathroom. He was still dripping wet. He was drying his frontside as he walked backways toward the doorway. He was just outside the bathroom and figuring out which way to move so that he could turn and dash into Sharon's room without being further exposed. Suddenly, he heard Joanne say behind him, "Oh, Sharon said that I could borrow her lab notes. Do you know where those are in her room?"
David whirled about to see Joanne standing there. She had gotten a good look at his bare butt. It was bruised. But not too bad. It did look like Sharon had paddled him hard though. His butt wasn't red at all but there were some faint purple bruises here and there where the paddle had connected. Now he had the towel between him and Joanne. Which meant that Julie got a look at his butt from inside the bathroom. Sharon came up the stairs at that time and said innocently, "Joanne, my lab notes are on the floor on the left side of the bed."
Joanne said, "Oh, thanks. I'll get them." And she went into Sharon's room and pretended to look around where Sharon had told her. David wasn't sure what to do. So he moved into Sharon's room while Julie followed him. He tried wrapping the towel around his waist. But Sharon intervened to say, "Oh, David, your clothes are downstairs. The clean ones are the laundry room and the stuff that you brought back from the dorm last night are there too. I hope you don't mind."
David started to walk toward the stairs with the towel now wrapped around his waist. Sharon stopped him and said, "That towel is dripping wet. Do you mind throwing that in the dryer?".
"Uh, no, fine," David replied as he continued toward the stairs. Julie, Joanne and Sharon were now all standing on the landing and watching him retreat downstairs. "Should we pursue him, you think?" Julie whispered.
"No, let him get dressed. You two have had your fun for now," responded Sharon.
David hurried it to the laundry room and tossed the towel in the dryer. He found another new pair of briefs folded and lying on top of his freshly-washed jeans. This pair was very small and dark green with white trim. He pulled those briefs on and hurried into his jeans. He found a t-shirt that he had brought over, put on clean socks, and found his sneakers. David grabbed his books and backpack from the living room as he headed out the front door. He was relieved to have escaped Julie and Joanne. His face was flushed from the embarrassment of them seeing him. Maybe Sharon was right. What about that bothered him so much? He was getting erect again. But at least his penis wasn't as hard as it had been after Sharon had sent him to shower. But he had barely gotten his dick in his underpants comfortably. At least now his -shirt was just long enough to cover some of the obvious bulge in his jeans.
Sharon came out the front door just as he was headed down the steps. "Hey, big boy, one other thing," she said as he turned around. She went down the steps and gave him a long kiss. And then whispered in his ear, "Keep your hands off your dick. No jerking off. I'm going to want you for something later."
Which made David's erection come back stronger. "Um, sure. Want to meet for lunch?" he replied. Sharon looked at him and replied, "Of course. I may need to keep an eye on you. I see your dick liked me a little too much this morning."
David blushed again. Sharon had a way of getting him aroused. And now he hoped that she might give him some relief later. At least this week probably wouldn't be like last week. But he wasn't sure about that.
Sharon went back inside. She had plenty of time before her first class. Joanne and Julie had gone into the kitchen while Sharon was seeing David off outside. Once Sharon grabbed something for breakfast and sat down with them, Julie said, "Well, that was fun. You definitely bruised his butt. So, spill. How did you paddle him? My brother got paddled at school but I didn't ever see it happen."
"Not much to it, really," Sharon replied, "Most of these boys were spanked growing up. And probably a lot of them got paddled at school. That happened to David and my brothers too. I never saw a paddling but I sure heard my brothers getting it from our Dad at home. David was paddled at home by his Dad too. So they are use to getting their butts spanked. And that wasn't happened that long ago either. David got his last paddling from his Dad a couple of years ago. And you know my brother Jason. Well, he got his last paddling from our Dad around the same time. So, I got David to talk about what happened to him when he got spanked. And I did the same with Jason last weekend when we went home together. I didn't get all the details from either one of them. But with David I got enough to work with. For example, with him, if he was in trouble at home, then he was sent to his room and had to strip to his underpants to wait for his Dad to come home and spank him. He was bent over his bed and then his underpants had to come down and he got paddled bare. Sometimes, he had to go bare butt into a corner after getting spanked. It was about the same with my brothers, I think. Although Jason made it sound like he was always paddled bare and maybe wasn't allowed to keep his underwear on. David got paddled at school too so I learned about that. Bare butt paddlings in PE class, stuff like that."
Bursting with curiosity, Joanne had to ask, "So tell us about paddling David. How did you do it? And why do you think he went along with it?"
"Oh, that didn't take much. At least not a lot of time. We started out talking about being spanked just in the last two weeks. Then I got him to spank me with a hairbrush over his lap. Then I got to spank him the same way. That all happened week before last. Then when I went home last weekend, I borrowed our Dad's paddle from the closet at home and brought it back. I made David promise that we wouldn't fuck from last Sunday to Friday and that meant no cumming on our own either. So he couldn't jerk off. And I couldn't get off either. Then I got him hot and bothered all week. He was about ready to cum in his pants by Thursday. So he broke our deal by jerking off Thursday night. I had hoped that he would do something like that. I'm surprised that he waited until Thursday. He was probably hard all week. But I got off on Thursday night too. So we both broke the deal. Friday night I told him that I had been bad and had broken our deal. And that I needed to be spanked for that. Then I showed him the paddle and he sent me to my room to wait for him. We did it just like when he was a kid at home."
Julie interrupted, "You mean that he made you strip to your underwear and wait for him to come spank you?"
"Yep. Although I don't know that he made me do that. I told him that I deserved to be punished the same way that my brothers and he were punished. So I got him to make me do what I already wanted to do, I guess," Sharon replied, "Do you want to hear the rest of the story?"
"Yes!," Joanne and Julie said at the same time.
"So he came upstairs and there I am sitting on the bed in just my panties. I bent over the bed and dropped my panties and he gave me a light swat first. I told him that he needed to swat me like he got swatted. Which he did. Three really hard swats. It hurt a lot but it was great," Sharon added.
"Then what happened?", Joanne asked. She was getting turned on by this talk. Julie was the same.
"Well, I had to stand in the corner until he told me to come out. He kept me there for 30 minutes maybe," Sharon said.
"Whoa, how red was your butt after that?" Joanne pressed.
"Very. But that wasn't the best part. I really did feel like a spanked little girl. It was a real turn-on,", Sharon responded, "So that was Friday night. It led to really good sex afterwards. Then Saturday morning, David confessed that he had broken our deal too. I pretended to be really cross with him and told him that he deserved to be punished the same way for breaking our deal and then lying to me by not telling me what he had done. Of course, he was confused by the lying part as he hadn't lied to me. He just hadn't told me the truth when I told him the truth about what I had done. So, anyway, I sent him to my room and he stripped down to his undies too. I went up and paddled his butt good. And made him stand bare in the corner for an hour. I actually got Jason to come over for a book that I had told him about and he almost caught David in the corner. But David hid in my closet so Jason never saw him naked and with his red little butt. After Jason left, I found David in my closet. I told him that he didn't had my permission to get out of the corner and that he would be punished further. But I waited on that. Instead, we had lunch and then I suggested that we go for a run. I had bought him a new pair of gym shorts and a new jockstrap. That is another story that I'll tell you later. But he put those on with socks and sneakers and I didn't let him wear a t-shirt. We went for a run and then when we got back here I decided it was time for punishment number two. So I had him drop his shorts and bend over the bed and paddled him some more."
Julie was fascinated by the whole idea. "So how many swats did you give him?," she asked.
"He got five the first time. But that was because he moved when he got the first couple so he got penalty swats for moving. The second time I just gave him three swats," Sharon replied.
"So eight swats? Isn't that a lot for one day?," Joanne asked.
"Yep. Although maybe not more than some of these boys got if they got paddled at school and then spanked again at home. David said that he once got 20 swats with a belt from his Dad once after he had already been paddled at school. I think that our Dad usually gave five swats with his paddle if my brothers got in trouble at school. So they probably got eight total, counting the paddling at school," Sharon offered.
Joanne said, "Well, no wonder his butt is bruised. Now that I know how many he got, I'm surprised that he isn't more bruised than that."
"He probably would have been, except I iced his butt after the second paddling. But I probably waited too long to that. If I had iced him sooner, he might not have bruised as much. I need to figure out how to do that better. I just put an ice bag on his butt. Probably not soon enough and probably not enough ice in the right spots either," Sharon said.
Joanne was fascinated by the mental image of David getting his butt iced by Sharon. She asked Sharon for the details. Sharon explained how she had tried icing David in a couple of different positions in the living room before finally settling on him lying face down on the couch with an ice bag on his butt while she went out to pick up dinner.
Julie offered, "You know, maybe making him sit in a bucket of ice water would be better."
But Joanne said, "There's no way that he would fit in a regular bucket and, besides, you would get ice water all over the floor. Have you thought about filling a bathtub with ice water and having him sit in that?"
"Hmmm," Sharon thought, "You know, that is actually a great idea. No chance of getting water all over the floor and it would cover his whole butt, wouldn't it? But it might take a lot of ice to fill a bathtub, right?
"You don't need to fill the bathtub with ice. You just need maybe two big bags of ice or maybe even just one. Run cold water in the tub first with the stopper in and then add ice so that the water is really cold. Don't you think that would work?", Joanne asked.
"It just might. Won't be comfortable sitting in a bathtub full of icy water but that would be part of the punishment too, wouldn't it?", Sharon replied, "And it might be cold enough to prevent most of the bruising. I like the idea, you clever girls."
"Going back to your story, though. Do you think that secret to doing all this was letting yourself get spanked by him first?," Joanne asked.
"I'm not sure. But I think so. I doubt that David would have let me paddle or spank him first. By me going first, it may have seemed fair for me to spank him next, right?" she said, "And I have to say. Getting spanked is almost as good as giving the spanking. Haven't you girls ever wanted to play spanking games with a boy?"
Julie confessed, "Yeah, I've thought about it. Although not as much as you have, obviously. I've felt safer tying my boys up instead. But now that you mention it, you could probably do both. Tell me this, though. Were you spanked much as a girl?"
Joanne jumped in, "I was spanked some but not bare. Sharon, were you spanked bare as a kid?"
"Definitely. It was just how my parents spanked, I guessed. But my last spanking was when I was 13. My brothers kept getting their butts spanked long after that. Julie, what about you?" Sharon answered.
"I got a few spankings as a kid. But I don't remember being bare. I was spanked over my panties. 13 seems old for a spanking. What did you do to deserve a spanking at that age?", Julie asked.
"I was sassy to my Mom. And Dad took me over his knee and spanked my bottom hard for that," replied Sharon, "What about you, Joanne?"
Joanne responded, "I was maybe 10 the last time I got spanked. I remember it well, though. Got it with a belt. My skirt was flipped up and I got it on my underwear. How old were you the last time, Julie?"
"Maybe the same age. Jeans down and spanked on my panties too. Got the belt too," Julie responded.
"You said that your brother got paddled at school, Julie. What about him getting spanked at home? Remember any details?", Sharon asked.
Julie replied, "Not much. I remember him and me getting into trouble together a couple of times and both of us got spanked. He got spanked bare and I didn't. Not sure why. But it made an impression on me. He was in one corner bare butt and crying and I was in another corner in my panties and crying. Both times that I remember. I know that he got spanked several times after I wasn't spanked any more. Know that he got paddled at school too but I never saw it happen. He would get it at home when that happened."
"Same here. Almost. My older brother and sister got in trouble together when I was young and I remember them getting spanked together. But I never got spanked with him. I remember him getting spanked in his teens. But I didn't see it happen," Joanne added.
"I think both of you should try it sometime. You might like it. You can borrow my paddle if you want a real paddling. Or you can just use a leather belt. A wooden hairbrush works too," Sharon said.
Both Joanne and Julie nodded. They had a lot to think about. And they were both turned-on by the thought of getting and giving spankings the way that Sharon had described. Joanne also thought that Tony might be game for some spanking games but wasn't sure. Start with the spanking talk, she decided and see where it goes. Julie was having similar thoughts. She was dating two boys right now. One was definitely not likely to want to be spanked. The other boy maybe. She would have to try it out and see how he reacted.