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My Fourteenth Summer

By

YLeeCoyote@juno.com

July 11

Dear Mom and, of course, you too Dad,

See, I did remember that you asked me to write once I arrived.

Obviously, I arrived safely at the airport (as you know since there were not any crashes reported).  Uncle Reid and Cousin Joey greeted me and we went to my summer home.

Everyone, Uncle Reid, Aunt Molly, Cousins Daisy and Joey send their regards and best wishes for your very special trip.  Of course, I was welcomed warmly.© YLeeCoyote

I must go now because Aunt Molly is calling me for dinner but I wanted to prove to you that I would remember to write to you.

Your loving son,

Sherman

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July 13

Hi Buddy,

I'm writing from my exile in Nowhereville.  It's hard to believe how small this backwater town is and I'm surprised that they even have cable and internet access.  I'm sharing my cousin Joey's room.  Like us, he is also fourteen.  My other cousin Daisy is sixteen and she has an absolutely fantastic bod.  She always seems to be in tight cutoffs and a skimpy T-shirt showing it off.  Don't know if she wears panties or not but, she does wear a bra.  DAMN!  I would like to see her without.

I got to meet some of Joey's friends.  They tell me summer is great fun with the great outdoors to play in and without school.  Time will tell but for now there is not yet anything to report.

Shad

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July 16

Hi Buddy,

Well, today was a new experience.  The morning started with the thermometer boiling over.  At breakfast Aunt Molly said she'll pack us a lunch because she knew we want to go swimming on such a 'chilly' day.  Joey thanked her so I did the same.  Moms are the same everywhere for she made us promise to be careful and use the sunblock.  It sounded good to me and apparently to Joey's buds because a half hour later the six of us were going into the forest to the swimming hole.

It was only when we got there that I realized that I had not taken my swim suit.  First Joey laughed at me then they all did as they told me that they always go skinny dipping.  Well, it was clear that I better just strip down like they were doing or I would be the summer wuss.

It was immediately after that I saw one of the guys had a BRIGHT RED BUTT.  It was a surprise only to me that they still use the paddle here.  They all said they got paddled for all sort of misconduct and sometime just because their dad thought that they needed it on general principles.  They were equally shocked that I did not get CP – corporal punishment – as they did.  They proceed to boast how they took their paddlings like macho men without yelling or being held down no matter how hard and painful.  Crying was for babies, wusses and girls.

It was after lunch that I had to prove myself.  There was a high rock overlooking the swimming area.  Every boy in town had to leap off the top when he became a teen or he would remain a boy in everyone's eyes.  I was challenged as you would expect.  Just to prove that they had the right to do so they all made the leap to show me.  Joey gave me some pointers about how to do it safely but said I better do it or he'll bust my balls so that he wouldn't look like he had a wimp of a cousin.

Don't tell anyone but it was pretty scary that first time.  They all had years to build up the courage/nerve to do it.  I had less than an hour to grow into the idea.

WOW!  It really felt good afterwards.  It was even fun that they all gave me some spanks.  They hurt more than I expected but I knew I had better not yell or complain if I wanted to be accepted.  Back home Joey said spanks hurt more when your ass is wet.

Your pal,

Shad

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July 17

Mom and Dad,

Surprise!  It has been a week that I've been here.  Joey been keeping me well entertained.  Hope you are enjoying your vacation.

Your loving son,

Sherman

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July 20

Hi there,

I had a new experience today that I'm sure not happy about.  Maybe I'll think differently later in life.  I got paddled!  On my bare ass!

Joey and I were supposed to mow the lawn and take the garbage cans to the curb before we went off to play.  We did not.  Uncle was pissed.  "You guys got nothing to do but play and can't remember to do a couple of chores." he ranted.  "Go wait in your room."

Joey looked very unhappy and dragged me off insisting that I not say anything.  "We are going to get paddled." he moaned.  Once we were upstairs, he explained the procedure.  We had to strip buck naked and wait for Uncle to come up and roast our tails.  I was a bit nervous and Joey tried to calm me down.  "Dad will probably go easy on you City Boy."

When Uncle did come up, he gave us a long lecture.  Then he said "Your dad told me that he does not paddle you so you're grounded for five days."

It seemed like a relief but then I realized that stuck in a hot room, alone for days would be horrid.  Worse, Joey would think he was a man and I just little baby wuss.  I made a decision.  "Uncle, that would not be fair.  We should be punished the same way.  I'll take the paddling like Joey does."

Well, they both reacted to that with surprise.  My uncle questioned me some and then agreed.  Joey got it first so I could see the procedure and all.  Well, it was like we had read about in the old stories but very different how Joey's tail turned red.  He had told the truth that he took it silently as a man should.  I was damn nervous when it was my turn to bend over and present my butt for that big heavy paddle that my uncle was swinging.

WHACK! I saw stars.  It hurt terribly and I did yelp.  Now I knew exactly what to expect as I got the rest.  I managed to keep very quiet.  It was a great relief when Uncle said that I could get up.  I immediately was rubbing my butt not that it helped any.

I felt really proud when Joey said that I took it well.  He said when the guys come by in the morning I could show them my war wounds while we are stuck doing the lawn.

You can look at the picture now.

Well, that's all.

Shad

P.S.  Joey and I jacked off after and it was fantastic.  ☺☺

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July 21

Hi there again,

Joey was right about showing off my still red tail this morning to the gang.  He told them how well I took it and they congratulated me.

It certainly did not hurt my status.  Some day I'll have a story to tell my kids.

Shad

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July 22

Hi Buddy,

I'm learning new things every day.  Some are of little use like how to push a lawn mower about or rake up the cut grass or drag the garbage cans to the curb.  Some things I never missed not having to do them back in the city.  Well, today's new item was about another thing I'll never have to do in the city because it would be criminal.  That's how to cut a switch and use it.

At the swimming hole – a great part of being out here – I saw a couple of the guys with red 'tracks' on their butts.  I quickly learnt that they were switch marks.  That's another wonderful thing that they do out here – beat a guy's tail with a piece of a tree.  It's a thin branch stripped of all side growths and as thick as a finger and as flexible as a belt.

I thought that was more than enough 'earning since school is out but I was overruled and got a long lesson in how to select and cut a switch that will make one's dad happy and hurt like a nest of angry bees.

They even argued fine points that were far beyond me.  Such are country boys. <bfg>  Well, it took a bit but we got back to the so called beach with two switches.  They were still discussing fine points and decided to let me be the judge.  It was an honor I most certainly could have done without.

They blindfolded me and held me over a fallen tree for the judging.  Yes, you guessed it.  I was the target to select which hurt more.  I got struck with one or the other and was required to judge if the last cut was more painful than the one before it.  They mixed up the order and when the results were tallied it was ruled a tie because I was inconsistent.  A picture of the judge is attached.

Shad

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July 24

Mom and Dad,

Here is my weekly note.  I'm getting along just fine.  Actually better than I expected.  There lots of time to play in the outdoors provided that Joey and I do the chores.

I guess that I should not complain about taking a bag to the trash chute which is much easier than dragging the heavy garbage bins to the curb (although that is only once a week rather than daily).

We have gotten several of the picture post cards that you have sent.  Aunt Molly particularly enjoys them.

One would think that Aunt Molly would be a better cook getting so much more practice cooking meals than you do, Mom, since we have take-out so often but that not the case.  The stuff that you both learnt from Grandma, is easy to compare and you get the blue ribbon as they say here in the country.

Trust your vacation is fun, fun, fun.

Your loving son,

Sherman

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July 26

Hi Buddy,

There is not much to say about entertainment here.  The TV is the same on cable but the little movie house is months behind.  They have dances for us teens one evening a week.  Unfortunately, they also have several old witches as chaperones so doing anything more than actually dancing is impossible.  And the chicks are very hands off the rest of the time.

Joey had something to do with a friend's family which I could not go to and the Aunt and Uncle were also out.  I was on my own for a change.  I told you how attractive my older cousin Daisy is and I made the mistake of trying to get a better look.

That would have been fine except I got caught!  Well, not actually with my pants down but open with my hand very busy.  Her boy friend was, to put it mildly, extremely pissed.  He's also strong like an ox.  He quickly convinced me that I would be better off if I let him strap me rather than telling Uncle.  Of course, there wasn't any coercion whatsoever.

I was made to strip and kneel with my torso on my bed and my butt stuck up.  The guy was wearing slacks but he had a thick heavy belt which, he said, was very anxious to have an intense discussion with my ass.  The discussion started immediately and it HURT like the blazes.  That belt ripped into my ass and I howled.  The guy was angry and was giving it his all.  He swung that belt with a vengeance fourteen times.  I was in agony and I was yelling and crying.  Daisy thought it was funny.

I think it might have been better getting the paddle from my uncle for he would not have hit so hard.  That was a couple of days ago and it still hurts.

Shad

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July 27

Hi Buddy,

It was another scorcher today and we were hanging out at the swimming hole.  It's really neat skinny dipping especially with the bonus of seeing some well roasted butts.  We were almost finished waiting the hour after eating before returning to the water when Daisy and her friend Tess showed up dragging a boy between them. I was surprised that the guys did not cover up but Joey later explained that was the custom.  Everyone (except me!) knew that the girls spied on us so that there was not any reason to be shy.  The guys felt that it was free advertising.

Tess explained to her brother Kip, who was part of our gang, that Kenny had been confined to his room until their dad returned because he had misbehaved.  Now Tess wanted to do stuff and it was Kip's turn to babysit the brat.  The girls left (after giving everyone a good look over).

Kip was not happy with the task.  He warned his brother to behave and to stay put or else.  It wasn't long before the kid lost his shorts and got into the water.  Kip was not pleased to say the least.  He quickly dragged the naughty brat from the water and yelled at him that he was not allowed to be swimming as he was not being supervised not to mention being under house arrest.  He was unmoved by complaints that it was so hot.

"Hot.  I'll show you hot!" yelled Kip getting a tight grip on the boy's wrist and heading to the log we used as a bench.  He sat down and pulled the boy over his lap.  By now the boy's yells had changed and he promised he would be good.  But it was too late for him.  "You'll be good after I spank you, Kenneth."  And spank him he did.  Over and over he raised his arm and brought his hand down on the boy's still wet bottom.  Kip continued until Kenny was not only crying but bawling.  Then he parked the boy with his nose on a tree and commanded: "Stay."  The sobbing boy did and the rest of us resumed our play.

A little later, Kip called the boy from the tree and supervised his swimming for a while before returning him to the wait spot.

Joey explained that older siblings were allowed to spank the little ones as long as they were reasonable.  The strap awaited those that weren't so compliance was high.

Shad

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July 31

Mom and Dad,

Hope you are enjoying your vacation.  I'm doing fine.

Your loving son,

Sherman

The End

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