Franternity Favor

October 3, 2007 – 10:00 am

My fraternity brother Steve had just given me the
*strangest* request I could imagine.  He said his
girlfriend wanted to be spanked and she wanted *me* to do
it.

Now I’m not overly handsome and he’d never taken particular
note of me before, so this seemed odd.  But a brother is a
brother, so I found myself Friday night sitting in Steve’s
apartment, having a rum and coke and waiting for his
girlfriend Kim to tell us she was ready.  In a little bit
she called out, and Steve ushered me into the back room.

Kim was in there, naked, bent over a sofa with her feet
wide apart, her brown bottom cheeks glistening with oil or
lotion.  I could see *everything* from the dark winking
rosebud to the swollen pussylips dangling between her
spread thighs.  I started to back up but Steve was right
behind me.  “Go on,” he urged me, “she *trusts* you.”

I moved forward, conscious of the erection trapped in my
slacks.  I flexed my hand, then slapped her right cheek
tentatively.  “Harder, *please*,” she said.  My next slap
had more meat and sensation to it, and I soon found myself
in a regular rhythm, alternating cheeks until Kim was
twisting and rocking and my palms hurt.

My pants were around my ankles; when did that happen?  Steve
had one hand around my cock, thumbing the vein under the
shaft, his other hand on my bottom pushing me toward
Kim’s flared rosebud.

The sensation inside her squirming ass was incredible; I
moaned louder than Kim did.  I felt Steve’s finger slide
into my bottom while I came.  He was murmuring, “she likes
*company*”.