From The Male Perspective Of A Fellow Schoolmate M/mmmm
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Rachel
Feb 9, 2013, 7:47:36 PM2/9/13
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From The Male Perspective Of A Fellow Schoolmate M/mmmm
By: Me
Written on December 29th, 2012
Hello all,
About a month ago I found an old schoolmate of mine named Billy who lived at the same orphanage as I did. We chatted a while and I told him about the Experience Project and the accounts that I posted. He said he would check them out and a week later he called me and said "I though I was the only weirdo. Hahaha" After he quizzed me about some of them and then I asked him to write to me and describe how it went for the boys. Below is his story.
Dear Rachel,
Man talking to you really brought back a lot of memories it’s hard believe it been some 50 some years now since those days.
Well you wanted me to tell you how it went for the boys when they got their spankings. Well it was very similar to what happened to you except I think he went a little harder on us.
When we were told to report to the principal’s office on one of those night sessions we would go down there and our robes and our boxer shorts. Then once we went inside the office we would take off our robes and lay them on that little table that was along the wall there on the left.
Then when we got there we would stand in a line usually over to the left side while he went on his little routine about what we had done wrong. Then he would call for one of us and we would approach him and then he would say to bend over the chair and then he would pull our boxer shorts down and then he would lay into us with the 20 or 30 swats.
When I read your accounts about your spankings and how you grew to like them I thought that was kind of interesting. As for me I never actually like the pain but the spankings in the way they were performed tended to make me have an erection especially from the fifth grade onward. It was so weird because thinking about them got me kind of excited that receiving them surely did not.
You asked me to tell you about a particular memorable spanking we got. Well here goes. I was in the sixth grade and I was 12 years old. Me and my fellow sixth-grader Steve and two fifth-graders Jeff and Daniel had stolen a package of cigarettes from Mrs. Wilson’s purse that she had left on her desk while we had gone out to recess.
We had gone up behind that utility room, the one you mentioned when you girls turned on the sprinklers, and we each took a cigarette and a packet of matches we had and we lit them up. I guess we had smoked just over half of the cigarettes when Mrs. Gilmore saw us and ordered us to come over to her.
As we started walking toward her she ordered us not to throw away or drop anything we had because she could see it and that would get us in even more trouble. We got up to her she saw the cigarettes including half smoked ones we had in our hands and she told us to go to our living quarters.
We had been in our quarters for about five minutes when Mr. Montgomery came in and called her names and told us to take a shower and report to his office at 7 PM. As Mr. Montgomery left I heard Steve say “damn will get our butts warmed up.”
So we took a shower and put on our boxing shorts and our robes and nervously waited for 7 o’clock to arrive. I think I hesitated a bit then Steve said “come on guys let’s go because all it will do was earn us more swats.”
So we walked down to the office and we got there Jeff open the door and we all followed in behind him. After getting inside is Mr. Montgomery said “Boys I am glad you got here on time and go ahead and lay your robes on the table over there”
So we did and were standing there in our boxer shorts in the room that you so accurately described as cool if not cold. Then he went on his spiel about smoking and how it’s not good for you as a young person and it’s something that should only be done by adults and we were a long way from being adults, but what really got us in trouble was the fact that we had stolen the cigarettes from Mrs. Gilmore and for that we had earned 30 swats each.
The first one he called was Steve and he walked over to him and Mr. Montgomery looked at him and said “Look at me son. We cannot have people stealing things here at the Academy, it’s wrong and if not corrected it may lead you possibly to a life of crime. Not turn around and bend over the chair and grab the rung below the seat please.”
Rachel as you described I also to think that Mr. Montgomery had some kind of power kick going on because even though he told you the turn around bend over the chair, he would grab your shoulder, turn you around and push you over it.
I remember as Steve bent over and grabbed the rung below the seat, he was looking straight ahead as Mr. Montgomery pulled his boxer shorts down to about his knees but they fell all away to the floor. What was so weird was that gave me an erection and it kinda made me feel weird because I knew I wasn’t gay but still gave me a woodie.
I remember Mr. Montgomery rubbing the paddle on Steve’s butt for like what seem like a minute and then he began the swats. And he would swat then rub and tap the paddle on your butt several times before he did the next one. I know you mentioned in your stories that some of the girls cried when they got spanked but as guys you couldn't let that happen or you would never hear the end of it.
As you stated in your stories I too think he took his time between swats to make the session last longer. I remember as he swatted Steve, he would either say “ahh” or exhale real loudly. I know to Steve it seem like it lasted a long time but it’s to me it was over quickly and that meant it was my turn.
As he finished with Steve he told him to get up and Steve stood up and pulled up his boxer shorts Mr. Montgomery told him to go stand over next to me then he said Mr. Billy it is your turn.
I remember breathing out a little bit and you could hear your heart beating as well and when I got up to Mr. Montgomery and he commented “just remember boys,you light up cigarettes and I light up your behind.”
I remember feeling somewhat embarrassed because I still had this erection as I turned around and bent over the chair. I still remember the weird feeling I felt when he pulled my shorts down and then began rubbing the paddle on my butt and at the same time my erect penis was pressed against the chair back. After the first two swats my erection dissipated quickly. What I would try to do is psych myself out from hearing the swats and feeling the sting because it would help me make it seem like it went quicker. I didn’t read this in any of your stories but it seems like the last 4 or 5 swats were harder than the preceding ones.
Then he called Daniel. I don’t know if you remember him that he was that kid that was almost albino you know had the real white hair? I still remember how white his butt was because it was almost the color of our boxer shorts but after the first set of 10 swats it was beet red. I remember how he would go “ooh-uhh” after almost every swat.
Next was Jeff. Jeff kind of whined as Mr. Montgomery pulled his underwear down and while he never actually cried he did somewhat whimper on almost every swat. He would "owwooo" in a breaking tone. I was actually trying not to pay too much attention because I felt I erection starting to return and I didn’t want that to happen. It’s funny how it that age that portion of your body controls itself and is little you can do about it. Ha ha.
You can post this on the website if you want and you can let me know if you get any positive or negative comments on it and if you want me to try to write a detail one like you do I’ll try.
Hope you have a Merry Christmas and a Happy 2013.
Your old schoolmate Billy.
About a month ago I found an old schoolmate of mine named Billy who lived at the same orphanage as I did. We chatted a while and I told him about the Experience Project and the accounts that I posted. He said he would check them out and a week later he called me and said "I though I was the only weirdo. Hahaha" After he quizzed me about some of them and then I asked him to write to me and describe how it went for the boys. Below is his story.
Dear Rachel,
Man talking to you really brought back a lot of memories it’s hard believe it been some 50 some years now since those days.
Well you wanted me to tell you how it went for the boys when they got their spankings. Well it was very similar to what happened to you except I think he went a little harder on us.
When we were told to report to the principal’s office on one of those night sessions we would go down there and our robes and our boxer shorts. Then once we went inside the office we would take off our robes and lay them on that little table that was along the wall there on the left.
Then when we got there we would stand in a line usually over to the left side while he went on his little routine about what we had done wrong. Then he would call for one of us and we would approach him and then he would say to bend over the chair and then he would pull our boxer shorts down and then he would lay into us with the 20 or 30 swats.
When I read your accounts about your spankings and how you grew to like them I thought that was kind of interesting. As for me I never actually like the pain but the spankings in the way they were performed tended to make me have an erection especially from the fifth grade onward. It was so weird because thinking about them got me kind of excited that receiving them surely did not.
You asked me to tell you about a particular memorable spanking we got. Well here goes. I was in the sixth grade and I was 12 years old. Me and my fellow sixth-grader Steve and two fifth-graders Jeff and Daniel had stolen a package of cigarettes from Mrs. Wilson’s purse that she had left on her desk while we had gone out to recess.
We had gone up behind that utility room, the one you mentioned when you girls turned on the sprinklers, and we each took a cigarette and a packet of matches we had and we lit them up. I guess we had smoked just over half of the cigarettes when Mrs. Gilmore saw us and ordered us to come over to her.
As we started walking toward her she ordered us not to throw away or drop anything we had because she could see it and that would get us in even more trouble. We got up to her she saw the cigarettes including half smoked ones we had in our hands and she told us to go to our living quarters.
We had been in our quarters for about five minutes when Mr. Montgomery came in and called her names and told us to take a shower and report to his office at 7 PM. As Mr. Montgomery left I heard Steve say “damn will get our butts warmed up.”
So we took a shower and put on our boxing shorts and our robes and nervously waited for 7 o’clock to arrive. I think I hesitated a bit then Steve said “come on guys let’s go because all it will do was earn us more swats.”
So we walked down to the office and we got there Jeff open the door and we all followed in behind him. After getting inside is Mr. Montgomery said “Boys I am glad you got here on time and go ahead and lay your robes on the table over there”
So we did and were standing there in our boxer shorts in the room that you so accurately described as cool if not cold. Then he went on his spiel about smoking and how it’s not good for you as a young person and it’s something that should only be done by adults and we were a long way from being adults, but what really got us in trouble was the fact that we had stolen the cigarettes from Mrs. Gilmore and for that we had earned 30 swats each.
The first one he called was Steve and he walked over to him and Mr. Montgomery looked at him and said “Look at me son. We cannot have people stealing things here at the Academy, it’s wrong and if not corrected it may lead you possibly to a life of crime. Not turn around and bend over the chair and grab the rung below the seat please.”
Rachel as you described I also to think that Mr. Montgomery had some kind of power kick going on because even though he told you the turn around bend over the chair, he would grab your shoulder, turn you around and push you over it.
I remember as Steve bent over and grabbed the rung below the seat, he was looking straight ahead as Mr. Montgomery pulled his boxer shorts down to about his knees but they fell all away to the floor. What was so weird was that gave me an erection and it kinda made me feel weird because I knew I wasn’t gay but still gave me a woodie.
I remember Mr. Montgomery rubbing the paddle on Steve’s butt for like what seem like a minute and then he began the swats. And he would swat then rub and tap the paddle on your butt several times before he did the next one. I know you mentioned in your stories that some of the girls cried when they got spanked but as guys you couldn't let that happen or you would never hear the end of it.
As you stated in your stories I too think he took his time between swats to make the session last longer. I remember as he swatted Steve, he would either say “ahh” or exhale real loudly. I know to Steve it seem like it lasted a long time but it’s to me it was over quickly and that meant it was my turn.
As he finished with Steve he told him to get up and Steve stood up and pulled up his boxer shorts Mr. Montgomery told him to go stand over next to me then he said Mr. Billy it is your turn.
I remember breathing out a little bit and you could hear your heart beating as well and when I got up to Mr. Montgomery and he commented “just remember boys,you light up cigarettes and I light up your behind.”
I remember feeling somewhat embarrassed because I still had this erection as I turned around and bent over the chair. I still remember the weird feeling I felt when he pulled my shorts down and then began rubbing the paddle on my butt and at the same time my erect penis was pressed against the chair back. After the first two swats my erection dissipated quickly. What I would try to do is psych myself out from hearing the swats and feeling the sting because it would help me make it seem like it went quicker. I didn’t read this in any of your stories but it seems like the last 4 or 5 swats were harder than the preceding ones.
Then he called Daniel. I don’t know if you remember him that he was that kid that was almost albino you know had the real white hair? I still remember how white his butt was because it was almost the color of our boxer shorts but after the first set of 10 swats it was beet red. I remember how he would go “ooh-uhh” after almost every swat.
Next was Jeff. Jeff kind of whined as Mr. Montgomery pulled his underwear down and while he never actually cried he did somewhat whimper on almost every swat. He would "owwooo" in a breaking tone. I was actually trying not to pay too much attention because I felt I erection starting to return and I didn’t want that to happen. It’s funny how it that age that portion of your body controls itself and is little you can do about it. Ha ha.
You can post this on the website if you want and you can let me know if you get any positive or negative comments on it and if you want me to try to write a detail one like you do I’ll try.
Hope you have a Merry Christmas and a Happy 2013.
Your old schoolmate Billy.
Woody
Feb 11, 2013, 1:53:37 PM2/11/13
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Thanks for the story, Rachel.
I can understand the erection going into a spanking to goes away with the first few pops. When my ex used to spank me, I would get good and hard waiting to get spanked, but it only took one pop for me to go limp. Good memories.
Woody
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