Fourteen and half-year-old Terry had been looking forward to this Saturday since Wednesday.  As always he was going to his Aunt Loren, his mother’s sister, for dinner but early for a special extra since Tamra, his thirteen-year-old cousin, would be visiting her friend.© Y Lee Coyote

He spent the morning in the park with his friends getting sweaty from a hard session on the soccer field.  Once back home he prepared for his visit with a long hot shower, careful grooming and dressing in a fresh designer polo shirt and pressed chinos.  He wanted to look his best and smell fresh (as in clean) for she had a very sensitive nose.

Terry biked over at a gentle pace and as he turned onto the last block he was delighted to see Tamra heading away from her house.

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His aunt greeted him nicely as always. They talked for a while over cups of cocoa.  The main subject was spanking.

“So did the gentle spanking I gave you last time keep you a good boy?”

“Oh, Aunt Loren, I've been a very naughty boy this week, I really do deserve a sound spanking today.” he said anxiously without any hesitation.  He wanted time to savor everything yet keep it secret from his pesky cousin due to return in several hours.

Aunt Loren sensed that he needed a bit of reassurance so she reminded him once again that “Lots of young men of your age, like to be turned over the knee of an older lady and be given a sound spanking so don’t worry Terry, there's really no need for you to feel strange.”  She could see that he relaxed a bit.  “Now I think I should spank you a bit more soundly today, for last week I barely made you cry."

“Yes, Aunt Loren.” he replied enthusiastically yet looking at the floor.  Although he looked like he was unhappy inside his heart was racing with joy as his pants shrunk a size.

They went to the family room and she sat on the couch while he removed his polo shirt.  She opened his pants and lowered them.  As he stepped out of them he also lost his sandals.  She then tucked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and proceeded to lower them.  She also countered his objections reminding him that “Proper spankings must be on the boy’s bare bottom.”  The banter made the game even more fun.

It was a long spanking.  She started gently and progressively got harder.  Terry’s butt slowly and clearly turned pink and then rose and finally a rich red while the pain built up so that he was sobbing like a well-spanked little boy should.

Terry was feeling delightfully tingly with his hot red butt when there was a startling surprise.

“I want to spank my naughty cousin also, mom.” said Tamra.  “He was very mean to me last time he was here.”  Terry was horrified at the intrusion not to mention his young cousin’s desires.  (Later, she would explain that she returned early because her friend got sick.)

Before he could yell “NO!” the first whack from her hairbrush landed on his already tenderized red tail.  His first yowl was followed by a barrage of whacks causing him to bawl.  “You must be nice to your cousin.” she repeatedly lectured him as she spanked.

“That should teach you to be a good boy, Terry.” said the proud girl more than delighted that she turned her cousin into a bawling little boy with crimson red bottom.

“Yes ma’am.” he responded automatically like he did with his aunt when in this position.

He was stood up and when he stopped crying, thanked his aunt for spanking him and promised to behave properly as he always did.

“Thank your cousin also, Terry.” his aunt ordered.

As he turned to comply, he put his hands in front of his junk but before he could speak, Tamra snapped “Hands at your sides, boy.  Naughty little boys have nothing to hide.” like she did with the second graders she babysat.

He obeyed as if on autopilot so that she could see his junk and said “Thank you for spanking me Cousin Tamra.  I’ll be a good boy.”

“You better be or you’ll go over my lap for another spanking.” she said with a big smile, quite thrilled by her newfound power, and wiped his tears away with a tissue.

It was a surprise to Terry experiencing a definite frisson exactly like when his aunt talked of spanking him.  This was new for his cousin was more than a year younger than him and it was ladies more than twice his age that filled his fantasies.

“Let’s practice.  Get over my lap, Terry.” she commanded.  Still in the docile and submissive mind set from the spanking he obeyed.  “Good boy.” she said patting his red-hot tushy meaningfully.

“Promise me that when I tell you to drop your pants and get over my lap for a spanking that you will obey immediately.”

“I promise.”

“Now get in the corner and think about being a good, nice and obedient boy.”

Terry went to the corner just as she ordered.  He gradually realized that being spanked by his cousin felt just as good as being spanked by his aunt.  It was definitely confusing.

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Tamra very quietly told her mom how thrilling it was to spank and command her cousin like a couple of her friends do with their older brothers.  “I now understand how good it feels.”  She went on to note that they are even in charge of their brothers who are much better behaved and politer than other boys.

They were interrupted at this point by a call from Terry’s dad that he was needed for an extra shift at work and asking if Terry could stay over.  Of course, Loren agreed.

“Terry seemed quite happy to obey me so let’s try it especially now he not going home today.”

“I guess we can try it and you should know that Terry likes to be spanked by me.  Perhaps he’ll like being spanked by you.  Maybe you can give him a good night spanking.”

Tamra called Terry from the corner and explained things to him.  One of her rules from babysitting was that spanked boys are not allowed to get dressed until the next morning and reminding him that he had nothing to hide.  His confusion continued.

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“Time for bed, Terry.” exclaimed Tamra at eight-thirty.  “Come along.” she said taking him by the ear when he objected.  He brushed his teeth as directed but was slow about peepeeing with her observing but he managed.  Then in the guest room she got him over her lap and gave him a gentle spanking with her hand.  The frisson he experience from that proved that he loved it and he thanked her when she tucked him in.

At breakfast was the time to start understanding.  Loren was proud of Tamra but cautioned they must proceed slowly to be sure that Terry is accepting of the new order.

Terry was nude as Tamra had put away his clothes but he felt OK about it as both females had seen all the day before.  They each gave him a slap on his butt instead of a morning kiss.

As one would expect he was a bit confused about the new relationship.  He wasn’t sure he liked it but he was certain he did not hate it.  “It’s sorta nice being a naked little boy again.” he admitted as they talked.  They already knew he loved being spanked by a female.

“You’re welcome to be such a little boy again whenever you are here.” said Tamra.

“That would be nice.”

“I have a friend who is in charge of her brother who is your age.  She even keeps him hairless so he feels younger.  He’s very happy about it.  I think you would you like that?”

“Interesting thought, cousin.”

The morning ran on and Tamra noted that if he was hairless he could play in the sprinkler on the lawn like he loved.  That convinced him to let her shave him.

Tamra had prepared what was needed and she fetched it as they went to the guest room.  Terry lay on the towel on the bed and she ran the clipper through his small bush eliminating most of it in just a few seconds.  Then she covered the area with shaving cream and used the razor.  It was all over in five minutes.

They went to the back lawn and he played in the sprinkler happily.  She was absolutely delighted with everything.  Later after he showered he started to have second thoughts but it certainly was too late.  “Just like my friend’s brother you will come to be happy about it.” she insisted.

Tamra gave him another good boy spanking after which he dressed to return home.