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Justin's Unexpected Discipline by Steveboy20
JUSTIN’S UNEXPECTED DISCIPLINE by Steveboy20
The problem with Justin was that at 15, he thought he was in charge. Because he was so good-looking, he also had a cocky attitude and was totally convinced that everything should go his way. From his casual attitude about grades, to his clothing, grooming and behavior, there was no talking to him. Since their divorce, his mother was at a loss with what to do with him.
His father had gone back to the UK with his family after the breakup and that was just the opening Justin needed to leave loose. Slowly but surely his mom lost authority. Now he wore sagging shorts and jeans, his blond hair regularly got ratty and long, and had a mouth to go with it.
In the summer before his freshman year in elevated school, Justin took complete advantage of his newfound power even though his mother had put him in summer school. He and friends cut academy and spent time at the big sandpit nearby where they could travel and indulge in newly discovered forbidden things. One boy snuck a couple o
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When the vicar spanked me on my bare bottom I don’t know who enjoyed it more, me or him.
My friend Lenny and I were in our prior twenties and secretly used his churchyard for our couplings. I don’t comprehend if we were in “love” or it was simply “lust”, but our relationship gave both of us great comfort in an otherwise unkind world.
The church was secluded behind locked gates at blackout and people from the town kept well away after dark. There was a well-believed story that the churchyard was haunted and that its statue of King some-one-or-other had been known to stroll at night.
We thought we were safe, as we’d used the churchyard before without trouble. But, one day our luck ran out.
It was autumn and we climbed the fence at eight o’clock and ran through the shadows to a spot we by now considered our own. We didn’t waste time and were soon locked in each other’s arms and kissing passionately as a prelude to removing our clothes for love-making.
We had never been disturbed before and had become too complacent. That was our downfall. We never saw him until it was too late; he was upon us before we had a chance to run.
“What the …. Who are you? What a
Sometimes life just takes short-lived turns when you least expect them and the outcome while often pleasant can be very surprising. This is a challenging story to start because it had no genuine beginning or significant termination. The middle part however was very nice.
I'll initiate with a little history to set the circumstances and to explain how a story can be without really beginning or ending. I'm in my middle fifties and through good fortune managed to find myself divorced with enough money left to retire comfortably. After selling my house I decided to try living on a boat on the west coast. After result the type and size I wanted I place about on my labor of love and began restoration. At this indicate she is very livable, quite comfortable and affords the peace and peaceful that I like. With space at a premium my toys are limited. I do however enjoy good wine, good meal and enjoy cooking to share with my friends. I do eat off paper plates sometimes but when I have guests we use real wine glasses, crystal cocktail glasses and stoneware plates with real silverware. My orientation while lacking in exposure would be classified as bisexual.
The next explanation concerns one of my friends.
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