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Straight Hell - Louis' Comeuppance (Part 1)

2012-02-18T03:57:00.002-08:00

Tabloid reporter Louis is really smug when he arrives at StraightHell.net's studio thinking he is going to do an exploitative expose of their fetish movie business. However, the Straight Hell guys quickly turn the tables on the arrogant reporter, and, in no time it is they who are exploiting him!!....

Cutting off his jeans

Louis demands that his film crew come to his aid, but they just carry on filming!!

A painful use for clothes pegs

A good hard spanking with a leather strap!

Made to suck their dicks

Louis ordeal has only just begun .............

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The Culvers Gulch Butt Kicking Contest

2012-02-08T13:46:00.000-08:00

The Culvers Gulch Butt Kicking Contest

(The day Todd Cotton really got his butt kicked)
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He may have been almost twenty, handsome and athletic but Todd Cotton remained a spoilt brat.

Widely disliked and resented by his neighbours in Culvers Gulch, Todd was cause of 90% of the unpleasantness which occurred in that otherwise idyllic little Mid Western town. If anyone was going to beat up on the younger boys or play loud music late at night it would be Todd and if anything got stolen, there was a good chance Todd Cotton knew where it was.

By the time Todd had turned nineteen but had already fathered and abandoned three children by three separate local girls and written off two of the cars, which he had previously used to terrorize and tear up the neighbourhood.

Good looking, but, arrogant, rude and inconsiderate Todd would have topped any poll of the people who's butt most of the Culvers Gulch community would dearly love to kick. Ass luck would have it (or bad luck on Todd's part) on one hot July afternoon some of they got their wish.

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Todd was bored, he had broken up with his latest girlfriend, run out of smokes and as he had forgotten to put oil or break fluid in his car the damn thing had stopped working. As a result he had nothing to do, except study and he sure didn't want to do that.

“Fuck!” he thought, even his over indulgent father would be unlikely to buy him yet another car!

It was also really gaddamn hot, he pulled off his vest and chucked it onto the car seat. Then, like some sulky over grown child Todd was moodily kicking a ball around the garden trying to figure out some way of making money, when, with one careless kick, he sent the ball flying over the fence into his neighbour 's garden.

“Damn!” he thought, “if those fags find the ball they'll complain to Dad about me ….. again!”

He climbed over the fence and saw that the ball had landed right in the middle of a square of newly laid, and still wet. cement.”Shit, they will not like that!” he thought “I better get it out of there quick”. He glanced around furtively to check that nobody had seen him.

Getting the ball would be easier said than done, it had landed near the middle of the square and would be difficult to get hold of without walking on the cement and potentially getting stuck.

kneeling on the edge of the cement, Todd stretched out his arm but the ball was still just beyond his reach, so he attempted to lean further forward over the wet cement. He had almost grasped the ball when he lost his balance and began falling forward, instinctively reaching out with his left hand to break his fall. His hand landed heavily in the cement, and the weight of his muscular young body, increased by the impact of his fall pushed it deep into the gunky substance.

“Shit!” he thought “well, I guess the damage is done, I better get the ball and get out of here” With an act of stupidity which would have embarrassed Dumb and Dumber's slower cousin Dumbest Todd allowed the hand which was now deep in the cement to take his weight he again leaned forward towards the ball

At that moment with a resounding “THUDD!!”something hard, blunt and painful landed across the seat of his jeans “AAAAOOOWW!” he yelled in pain “... what the f....?”

“Look what you've done, you little jerk!” snarled Buster Nolan still brandishing the heavy metal spade with which he had just struck Todd's behind “I spent all morning laying that cement!”

Todd look back over his shoulder and saw, to his horror, not only was Buster holding a spade, but his partner Stuart was menacingly clutching a rifle! “He's not going to shoot me is he?” wondered a now rather scared Todd.

“Didn't you just know it would be the neighbourhood thug who did the damage!” growled Stuart “Someone should really kick his butt!”

“Get out of there!” shouted Buster “Let me see how much damage you have done!”

“It was an accident” protested Todd “Okay, okay, I am going!” however, at the moment he spoke he discovered that, in fact, he couldn't go anywhere. In the few moments during which Todd's hand had been in the damp cement it had begun to set and had now hardened around his hand holding him trapped with a deathly grip.

“Oh fuck!” he gasped “I'm stuck!”

“What?” demanded Buster “Let me see! Are you kidding me?” he grabbed hold of Todd's hand and attempted to pull it free, only to discover that Todd was, for once telling the truth and he was indeed stuck fast in the cement.

“AAOOW!” yelled Todd as the cement gripped his skin as if it would tear it off if Buster pulled his arm any harder.

Buster let go of Todd's arm and stood back, it seemed Todd was indeed held a virtual prisoner in the quickly drying cement. He looked down at the boy and suddenly noticed how appealing and vulnerable his neighbour's wayward son looked, kneeling and trapped in a most undignified positionwith his 19 year old butt sticking high in the air. There was no denying that Todd Cotton was hot, he might be a total jerk, a thief, a homophobic bully and an altogether unpleasant human being, but he was still a fucking hot piece of ass.

Buster had spent many nights fantasizing about Todd Cotton's ass, and all those fantasies involved inflicting pain on it in some way or another, and now that same ass was at his mercy.

He turned to Stuart “What was that you said someone should do to this little douche bag?” he asked.

“When?”

“Just now, you said someone should ….....?”

“I said someone should kick his ass!” relied Stuart a grin bursting out on his ruggedly handsome face “Someone should kick his ass good!!”

“Yup! and what better time than now?!!”

Buster knelt down and removed Todd's designer trainers, just in case the kid started doing the kicking himself once his realised what was planned.

However, Todd was not that bright “What are you doing?” he snapped “Get me outa' here you fuckin' faggot!!”

“I'm stripping you Toddy boy!” smiled Buster as her undid Todd's belt “You're going to be our entertainment for the afternoon, for once we WE are going to have fun at YOUR expense!” He paused for dramatic effect before adding “Now lets have a look at your butt!”

“WAA?.... fuck off you fa....!! yelled Todd

His protests were in vain, however, as, with a well practised movement, Buster pulled down the outraged youth's jeans to reveal his bare 19 year old bottom. To Buster's delight Todd's butt was every bit as hot as he had always imagined. It was the firm, round and athletic buttocks of an athletic young adult yet still covered with the tender, hairless pink skin of a boy. A lighter shade than the rest of Todd's tanned and golden skin and framed by a new white jockstrap, it was presented to him like the ultimate gourmet feast, spread slightly, by virtue of Todd's undignified pose to reveal a glimpse of a puckering, tight and 100% guaranteed straight boy virgin rosebud.

Buster struggled to suppress a gasp, for he had just exposed the boy butt of every gay sadist's wildest imaginings “Hey! Cute butt Kid!” he chuckled, and he meant it.

Watching the scene, Stuart grinned, well aware of his boyfriend's proclivities, and sharing them to some degree, he knew they were in for some fun that afternoon.

It certainly did not feel like fun from where Todd was kneeling“Fuck you!” he spat, mortified by the humiliation of showing his bare butt to two gay men, whilst beginning to feel very nervous about the vulnerability of his position, and what Buster and Stuart might be planning to do to him. It began to dawn on him that it might be wise not to be quite so rude to them!

“Ha Ha!” he attempted not to sound as nervous as he felt”Good joke, but please guys pull my pants back up and help me get unstuck! ….uh …. guys?”

“No chance Toddy!” sneered Stuart “We've got you exactly where we want you … where we can do as we ….. um ….. please with you!”

Todd looked back over his shoulder “ You're not gonna' ..f...f … You're not gonna' fuck me ...are you?” his voice was suddenly almost shrill.

“No Todd” replied Buster as he proceeded to pull their captive's jeans right off and sling them to one side before delivering a stinging slap to Todd's upturned behind “But we are going to fuck you up!”

“After what we have planned for you, you'll wish we did fuck you asshole!” laughed Stuart

“Speaking of assholes” murmured Buster as he took Todd's butt cheeks in his hands and parted them to reveal the tight little anus between. “I have another plan for that” he thought to himself, allowing his forefinger to tickle the puckering pink rim.

Todd was speechless with horror and humiliation, a fucking homo had just parted his ass cheeks and touched him butt hole. How did a guy get over shame like that?!! for a moment he wished the cement would open up and swallow him whole, rather than just his hand.

Finally releasing his grip on Todd's bottom, Buster stood up and took hold of the “Keep Off” sign, which Todd had stupidly chosen to ignore, pulled it out of the hole it was in and walked away towards his garage. At the same time Stuart turned and walked to the gate and out onto the street.

By now Todd was a very unhappy young homophobe, as he knelt trapped in cement, naked except for a bare butt revealing jockstrap, the words “What we have planned for you” ringing in his now throbbing head. He struggled to free his hand, but it was held as in a vice.

As he had demonstrated a number of times that day Todd was not the brightest Jock in town, and on that day, he was not the luckiest either. Without thinking he pushed his free hand hard onto the cement in order to gain the extra balance needed to extricate his trapped hand. Sadly for Todd different parts of the cement had dried at different speeds, and he had chosen to push against an area which was still quite damp, so his free hand sunk straight in.

So intent was Todd in his attempts to liberate his left hand, he did not immediately realize that his right hand was now encased in the same glue like mixture which was grasping his left, nor that his very struggles were embedding it even more firmly. By the time the slow rolling penny did drop, it was too late, the remaining damp cement had dried and he was now held prisoner, trapped not just by one hand, but by both. As the awful realization hit him he howled in anguished fury “NO... AWWWW ..FUCKING ….NO! ...SHIT ...NO!!”

“What a total bone brained Doofus you are Toddy!” chortled Buster, returning from the garage, carrying a large blank sign and a pot of red paint “Now you are really fucked! … and you did it yourself”

As Todd watched him with a combination of impotent fury and mounting terror, Buster inserted the new sign into the hole from which he had take the first sign, then he opened the paint pot and painted the words “BUTT KICKING CONTEST” across the sign

“What?” stammered an incredulous, and now really frightened Todd “W... What does that mean?”

“What part of BUTT KICKING CONTEST don't you understand Todd?” grinned Buster “That's your butt” he pointed first to Todd's quivering bare bottom and then to his boot clad foot “.. and we're going to kick it!” he paused enjoying the look of horrified awakening spreading slowly across Todd's handsome but sweat beaded face before adding “Correction, … in fact the whole town is going to kick your butt!”

At that moment Stuart returned followed by a group of young men from the local neighbourhood, all of whom had reason to dislike Todd and all of whom were obviously delighted at the sight of the neighbourhood bully's humiliating, vulnerable and bare assed predicament.

“Hey Todd” called Bobby McCullin, who had lost two teeth back in March when they came into contact with Todd Cotton's fist “Great pose, I was looking for somewhere to park my pedal bike!”

“Cute asshole, Asshole!” snarled Buck Duffy who's sixteen year old sister had once accused Todd of date rape, only to withdraw the claim after she “accidentally” fell down some stairs at the town school house.

“Howdy friends” smiled Buster “Welcome to the Culvers Gulch Butt Kicking Contest!”

The crowd erupted in cheers, applause, “Whoops” and guffaws, clearly the prospect of kicking Todd Cotton's booty appealed to every man present.

“A BUTT KICKING CONTEST???!!” screamed Maurice Tuttle, whom Todd had bullied since junior school “Now you are talking Mister Nolan!!”

“That pink boy bottom, is just SO inviting the toe 'o my boot!”sniggered Ashley Swires who's much loved 1965 Buick LeSabre had ended up as a smoking pile of metal after being forced off the road and into a ravine by a drunken Todd Cotton last Halloween “I broke two teeth and an arm in that crash!” thought Ashley “But, thank the Lord, My legs are perfect working order!”

Todd could not believe what he was hearing, at any other time these wimps and homos would pay for what they had just said, but unfortunately he was in no position to get his hands on anyone. For once the boot was on the other foot, in fact there were boots on lots of feet, and they were really gong to kick his ass!

The abject humiliation of being trapped with his bare ass pointing at a group of laughing guys was dulled only by the mounting terror at what he was hearing.

“Like most people in town” continued Buster, “Everyone here has a very good reason to kick Todd Cotton's little bare tush, indeed kicking the tail of a piece of work like Todd is a public duty for any civic minded citizen” he stepped forward, warming to his theme “Today after Todd in his usual inconsiderate manner, wrecked a morning's hard work and two thousand bucks worth of cement, we have been presented with a God Given opportunity to do a public service, and I for one believe we would be mightily remiss were we to let that opportunity pass us by!”.

“We're with you on that boss!” laughed Buck “So how does this Butt Kicking Contest work?”

“That's simple, each contestant gets to give young Cotton here's tail one hard kick, and the one who gets him hollerin' the loudest wins the prize!!”

The group of men all nodded with enthusiastic approval “Sounds good ” said one “but what's the prize?”

Buster paused, he hadn't thought that far “Um .. his jeans, the winner gets the honor of burning the little jerk's jeans, because one thing's for certain, he's going home nekid!!”

This produced another burst of whoops, cheers and jeers from the crowd. At which Stuart leaned over and whispered in Buster's ear, “Careful Buddy they could kill him!”

Buster nodded and beckoned the crowd into a close huddle so he could whisper at a level Todd could not hear, albeit he strained to do so. “Look guys, the point of this contest is to give the scumbag a very sore and bruised butt, which he won't be able to sit on for a few weeks, so that he learns his lesson, not to cripple him or leave any permanent injury. After all ..” he added “..we want that butt back pretty and pink the next time we kick it!! Is that clear?”

The men all nodded their assent, some more reluctantly than others. They all understood the point was to bruise Todd Cotton's but not to break it. However, there was no need to tell him that!

“Never break your toys” added Stuart “You may want to play with them again”

All grinning broadly the men lined up behind their target, at which point a desperate, and now fear sweat drenched, Todd began to beg for his bottom.

“Please guy, don't do this PLEASE!! …. I won't be a jerk any more …. PLEASE DON'T ….PLEASE!” the last word ended in a sob, to the delight of his erstwhile victims.

Ignoring Todd's pleas, Stuart was the first to take his turn, he walked up behind Todd, raised his leg and then swung it forward, his shiny black leather boot delivering a glancing blow to its tender pink target. He then had the satisfaction of watching the first red mark spread across Todd's butt cheek.

“AAAGGHH!!” Yelled Todd “AAAOOOOWWWW!!! please stop! No more! PLEASE!!”

Sadly for Todd, his past behavior had been such that the people of Culvers Gulch were well past feeling any sympathy for him, and his young bottom was now paying a painful price for every inconsiderate, arrogant, violent and criminal act he had inflicted on the town.

Like most bullies, who enjoyed inflicting pain on weaker victims, he had a very low tolerance of pain himself, and he had never known pain like that kick before. However, he would soon know that same pain again, and worse,

Buck Duffy took his turn next, adopting a mock 'gangsta' strut as he approached his target with no attempt to disguise the pleasure kicking Cotton's hiney would give him. “This is for my sister you fuck!” he hissed lashing out with his trainer clad foot.

Todd attempted to dodge, but it was an ill judged move, Buck had aimed for the left buttock, but Todds swift movement resulted in the foot landing squarely and painfully in the delicate area right between this cheeks.

“YYIIIIIEEEEEEOOOOWWW!” screamed Todd, tears spilling from his clenched shut eyes “That ..AAAAAOOOW ...hurt ….you... you ...” the next word was lost in a sob.

Maurice took his turn next, a gentle soul by nature, his kick lacked the strength and aggression of the previous two men, but the smooth sole of his Italian leather pump landed right on the hyper sensitive spot where Stuart's boot mark was already forming a bruise, giving Maurice the immense satisfaction of hearing his long term abuser scream and cry in pain.

Bobby McCullin's kick was far less gentle “That's for the teeth you owe me!” he cried as his rubber soled foot connected with the now openly sobbing Todd. Right butt cheek with a resounding THUD!

As Ashley watched the surreal but hilarious, and somewhat arousing scene, and waited his turn, he regretted his decision to wear open sandals that day and briefly wondered if he had time to run home and put on the combat boots he had kept over from his brief period of military service. Like the rest of the men present, Ashley was not normally a cruel person, However, Todd Cotton had been a thorn in the side of Culvers Gulch for so long that kicking his teen aged bottom seemed like a just and fair comeuppance.

Buster watched as well, but, oddly some might think, he did not a turn in kicking Todd, he had the instincts of a sadist, but his tastes were more subtle, his pleasure came from watching and orchestrating events and ensuring that a victims ego suffered every bit as his body parts. He glanced up at the security camera filming the scene and grinned to himself. Young Todd was going to feel the sting of that afternoon's humiliation long after his bruises had healed. Turning, he made his way back to the garage to collect the discarded “Keep Off” sign.

Ashley, and two other men had taken their turns to kick Todd's now very sore and bruised behind when a deep voice rang out from by the gate “Can anyone join in the fun fella's?

Despite the throbbing pain in his battered rump, Todd recognized the voice instantly and his blood ran cold. A furtive glance towards where the voice had come confirmed his worst fears, the solid figure in denim overalls and heavy black boots, was instantly recognizable, and, from Todd's current position, terrifying. Joachim Buttowski had the distinction of being the only man in Culvers Gulch to have ever spanked Todd Cotton. It had happened three years ago, when Buttowski had caught the then sixteen year old Todd stealing copper wire from his yard, hoping to sell it for drugs and beer.

The older man had thrown the swearing and protesting Todd over his shoulder, carried him into the house, where he had pulled down the furious youth's jogging bottoms, forced him over his knee, and spanked his bare bottom with an old wooden bath brush for a good ten minutes.

Before today, that spanking had been the worst pain Todd had ever experienced, he had also found it totally humiliating and seethed with hatred for Buttowski for weeks afterwards. He had got his revenge thought, not on Buttowski himself, but on his dog, an act which suddenly did not seems as clever now as it had at the time.

Joachim looked at Todd Cotton's already well kicked backside but his thoughts were of another sore rump, that of his beloved dog Tadzio, peppered with buckshot, he thought of the weeks of pain the poor animal had to suffer as it was nursed back to health, and of the large veterinary bills he had willingly paid to save his pet's life.

He had always known it was Todd who had shot the dog, as revenge for the spanking, but he had never been able to prove it to the satisfaction of the police department. So the little creep had got away with it …..... until now!

“Hi Joc!” replied Stuart, intrigued by the look on the new arrival's face”Yes, of course, there is always room for a late entrant!”

“Good!” grinned Joachim “I've been waiting to do this for a long while!”

As his sworn enemy took up his position behind him, Todd panicked, knowing what was in store “Please don't Mr. Buttowski Sir!” he squealed “I didn't mean to shoot your dog …. I mean … it wasn't me, ...I didn't shoot the mutt at all….!! PLEASE don't! PLEASE!!”

By that slip of the tongue Todd had now condemned himself from his own mouth, and Joachim had no hesitation in letting him have the full force of his boot with all the anger and strength he could muster. THUDDD!!! the heavy working boot connected with the Cotton kid's already bruised and sensitized behind with such force that, had Todd not already been rooted in concrete, he would have been sent flying quite a few feet forward.

The punished hunk's agonized scream of anguish echoed around the back yard and set dogs barking for streets around, nothing in his nineteen years had prepared him for such pain and, within moments, he was bawling like a baby .

As Joachim Buttowski appeared to be getting into position to deliver a second kick, Stuart hastily stepped forward, he realised the late entrant had not been present when Buster had urged moderation, and it was clear that many more kicks like that first one would leave Todd scarred for life.

“Gentlemen!” he cried “I think we have a winner! That was certainly the loudest holler of the afternoon!!” He scooped up Todd's jeans and pushed them into the bemused Buttowski's hands “These are now yours, enjoy burning them!”

It was then that Buster returned carrying the 'Keep Off, sign and a small wooden mallet, he knelt beside Todd, took hold of his hair and looked into his blotchy and tear stained face. “Have you learnt your lesson Todd?”

Todd's response was a mournful grunt.

“And what does the sign say?”

“...'Keep off'. ..sniff ...Sir …. it says 'Keep Off'”

“That's right, but you ignored it didn't you? so now I'm going to reinforce the message, so its really … um … implanted !” he stood up, walked behind Todd and placed the foot of the pole firmly between his painful and bruised butt cheeks pressing hard against the teen's anus, as he did so grinning at the audible gasp of horror from Todd.

Buster then took the wooden mallet and tapped the top of the sign, causing the pole to bump hard against the tight portal like a battering ram's first tentative assault on a castle gate.

“YAAAHHHH!!” yelled Todd in resistance to he unaccustomed and unwelcome sensation. He attempted to clench his ass as much as he could, but the bruising to his cheeks made this particularly painful

'TAP! TAP!' Buster hit the sign a little harder, and this time the petals of The Cotton Kid's rosebud began to part. “Tap Tap Thwapp” and the pole forced its way past the resisting barrier. Three more taps and a full inch of the cold hard metal pole had invaded Todd's most private of body parts.

By now the group of men were weak with laughter, this was the most fun they had experienced in years, they would never have thought that watching handsome arrogant Todd Cotton being punished, humiliated and now degraded in such a manner would give them so much pleasure. The more he was hurt, the more they cheered, the more he was humiliated the greater their delight. All of them would secretly remember this day with pleasure, and varying degrees of guilt for years to come.

Buster continued to apply the mallet to the sign with progressively increasing vigour, hammering it, inch by inch further into the still tight and unyielding passage, listening with ever growing pleasure to Todd's cries and yelps of anguish. He was careful to hit hard enough to cause discomfort, but not hard enough to cause damage.

Finally he stopped when he judged that just short of eight inches of the pole was inside Todd. He let go of the sign, and, to his delight, and the cheers of those watching, it remained in situ firmly pointing upwards at a roughly 35 degree angle. Todd's body was so tense and his rectum so tight that it had involuntarily clamped itself firmly round the pole, holding it in place, rather like a flag pole stuck firmly into its base.

Buster knelt down and whispered into Todd's ear “Now you really are fucked Todd”. He said.

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Epilogue

It took two chuckling workmen with jack-hammers almost two hours to break a section of the cement surrounding Todd's hands away from the rest of the square. Two hours during which Todd coughed and spluttered in a cloud of cement dust while being constantly pelted with flying grit.

Meanwhile his entire rear end was zone of constant throbbing pain, made worse by the fact, despite efforts by Stuart and others to remove it, the 'Keep off' sign remained stubbornly embedded in his rectum between his bruised and well kicked butt cheeks, as if it had now become a permanent tail. The discomfort and humiliation adding many levels to his abject misery

The cost of the workmen, together for the damage to Buster and Stuart's cement would be born by Todd's father, who turned up shortly afterwards. He was none too pleased, and he was even less so when the locals started telling him some home truths about his spoilt and over indulged son

Finally Todd was free from the cement, but if he thought things could not get any worse, he was sadly mistaken. He was still attached to a large chunk of concrete which would need to be removed in the ER room at the local hospital. Due to the size of the concrete slab, the only way to get Todd to hospital, or so Buster assured him, was kneeling in the back of Joachim Buttowski's pick up truck. his Bare kicked ass on full public display with the 'Keep Off' sign, which would also need medical attention to remove it still stuck there like a painful and embarrassing antenna.

Taking his cue from Buster, Joachim took what he insisted would would be the quickest route to the hospital,would be through the centre of town,. Unfortunately, as they would later claim, both he and Buster had forgotten that it was the weekend of the Culvers Gulch carnival, they also claimed not to have noticed the large sheet of paper bearing the message “Todd Cotton got his BUTT KICKED” which someone had attached to the back of the pickup.

It took them over an hour to get through town and at one point they got caught up in the parade driving up Main street between floats and a marching band at maximum speed of six miles per hour, allowing everyone in the cheering crowd with a camera or mobile phone to record Todd's shame for posterity.

Grinning medics at the hospital eventually succeeded in removing the sign from Todd's rectum, but not before he had been through an ordeal so uncomfortable and embarrassing that he would wake up in a sweat dreaming about it for years to come.

As for his hands, they would remain bandaged for weeks, making it impossible for Todd to jack off or rub his sore bottom. The latter was unfortunate, as Todd's Dad, having finally become aware of Todd's bad behaviour resolved to make up for his past lack of fatherly responsibility by the frequent and lengthy application of a hard hairbrush, belt or slipper to his son's still very tender and bruised bare bottom.

It was well into the Fall before Todd could sit down in comfort.

Todd's hands finally healed and his cute bottom eventually returned to its unmarked smooth and pink perfection. However, the town made sure that his smarting ego continued to suffer for months ahead, this was made even worse when Buster uploaded the film from his security camera to YouTube and it became an internet sensation.

After Todd Cotton first saw the video he hid in his room for days it was then he discovered that his shame would never end after the day he got his butt kicked went viral.

The End....

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New Blog Design

2012-02-07T05:10:00.000-08:00

Thanks to those who expressed a view about the recent change to the blog design. The results were very close.

Of those who used the reactions buttons the result was 16 in favor of the rather lively blog wallpaper and 15 against, however, when adding in this who left a comment, all of whom felt the wall paper was too distracting and over powering, those who did not like the new design moved into the lead.

I also agree that the wallpaper was "too much"

I have, therefore compromised and converted the wallpaper into a new blog header, and given the overall blog a more subdued but (I think) stylist appearance.

I may experiment with a variety of themes going forward, until I find one I like.

New Blog Design

2012-02-05T14:10:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys

I would be interested to know what you think of the revised blog design. I suspect it might be a bit distracting but please let me know what you think , either by leaving a comment or by using the "Reactions buttons below this post

Please use the buttons to indicate your view as follows:

Funny: Means you like the new design and find it amusing

Hot: Means you like the new design and find it sexy

Boring: Means you don't like the new design

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Thanks for letting me know what you think

Coming Soon - Culvers Gulch Butt Kicking Contest

2012-02-05T11:46:00.000-08:00

(The day Todd Cotton really got his butt kicked)

Update

I had intended to post Culvers Gulch Butt Kicking Contest on Monday, but it has taken longer than I expected, so I hope to post it tomorrow, Tuesday Feb 7th, or onWednesday at the latest.

Extra scene added to "Sting of the Jungle"

2012-01-21T07:38:00.000-08:00

At the suggestion of a Sore Bottomed Guys fan, the following additional images and text have been added to "The Sting of the Jungle" which was published last week. Further scenes or even a sequel may be added at some future date.

...Boy suddenly became aware of a searing pain in another part of his anatomy altogether, he looked down and saw to his dismay that another, even larger, crab had grasped the head of his penis between its strong pincers and was clinging on with a powerful, and extraordinarily painful grip.

In desperation, he tried to shake the creature off but it just tightened its pinch to an even more agonizing degree as it still hung determinedly from the unfortunate Boy's dick.

It took Boy ten eye watering minutes of struggling with the stubborn crustacean until he eventually managed to prise his stinging manhood from between its vice like claws, and not before his poor little weaner was so bruised, red and sore that it would sting for days afterwards and it would be a week before he dared try to jack off...

The Sting of the Jungle

2012-01-15T08:22:00.000-08:00

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The Sting of the jungle
(The Day nature bit Boy in the butt)

Based on an idea by Ben

Tarzan was looking through some old family photos taken some years earlier before Jane had left him and Boy and run off with a white Hunter from Pensacola.

Boy, however had stayed, and the older man marvelled at how the lad had changed over the years. Gone was the mischievous curly haired child, to be replaced by the handsome muscular eighteen year old, of whom Tarzan would have been immensely proud were it not for Boy's continued petulant misbehaviour and adolescent arrogance, which until recently had frequently needed to be curbed by the vigorous application of a firm hand to a young bare bottom.

Despite some misgivings, Tarzan had concluded that the best way to teach boy about the grown up world was to give him some responsibility. It was for this reason he had decided to leave boy in charge of their home while he took a trip to the other side of the jungle to collect provisions.

Before Tarzan left, he lectured Boy, telling him how he must take care of the animals and treat them well. The animals were all wild, but they lived peacefully with Tarzan and Boy because they were cared for and treated with respect “If Boy treat animals bad, they go back to their wild ways and turn against us!” he said “Treat animals well Boy, and they not turn round and bite you in the butt”

“Don't Fuss man! Of course I'll treat them well” insisted Boy “And don't call me 'Boy', I'm not a kid any more, we agreed my name would be Guy in future!”

“Okay 'Guy of the Jungle'” smiled Tarzan indulgently “If you prove you are responsible while Tarzan away I won't call you 'Boy' any more “But, to earn grown up name you must behave like grown up!”

“Sure... sure” shrugged Boy impatiently, irritated by such a dumb conversation, and looking forward to getting Tarzan off his back for a few days.

Of course, bad boys will be bad boys and as soon as Tarzan had left on his trip Boy revealed his true colors, sleeping in until noon, fooling about in the jungle pools instead of doing his chores or feeding the animals. ......

and jacking off at every opportunity.

He also began to show some of the less pleasant sides to his nature, including a cruel and sadistic streak towards the animals in his care, such as beating the zebras and antelopes with sticks.

He took particular pleasure in inflicting pain on the smaller and more defenseless animals such as Daxa the jackal, who received numbers unkind and painful kicks.

Cheetah, the oldest and wisest of the chimps watched Boy's bad behaviour with growing concern, he knew that the bad boy had to be stopped and punished before an animal was harmed, or the peaceful order of this previously happy part of the jungle become permanently disrupted. He had a faint memory that the human alpha male Tar-zan had a special means of dealing with the younger male when it misbehaved, he could not recall the specifics, but knew it started with taking down the youngster's loin cloth and baring its rump, so he concluded, if he was to resolve the problem that was what he would have to do.

Cheetah jumped down from the branch he was sitting down, waddled across the clearing to where Boy stood, grabbed hold of the young man's loincloth and, with one mighty tug, ripped it off.

"Give that back!” yelled Boy in outrage covering his exposed groin with his hands as the old chimp stood there seemingly grinning at him and holding his torn loincloth.

Boy was suddenly aware that all the eyes in the jungle were upon him. It was difficult to understand why he would feel embarrassed by animals seeing him naked, after all they had no concept of clothing. Yet, he did feel embarrassed and somehow humiliated. He had known most of these animals all his life, and had always felt superior to them because his intimate parts were covered, while theirs were exposed, now he was as naked as they were, it was as if his superiority had also been stripped away.

In fact he felt more naked than the animals, they had fur, feathers or hard leathery hides covering them. Without his loincloth there was nothing to hide his tender pink skin. Boy suddenly began to feel very vulnerable, and very exposed,

The animals also sensed the change, always quick to spot weakness in a rival, or in potential prey, they knew instantly that the young human had lost its dominance over them, the power structure had changed and this was their chance to take control.

Equally importantly it was their chance to chastise the youngster for his misbehaviour in a manner which would ensure he did not repeat it. They had watched the alpha male human chastise the boy in the past and recalled that he directed his attack at a particular part of the young man's anatomy, his bare, pink rump.

That same rump now presented them with a very exposed and very tempting target. Instinctively the jungle creatures knew those two hairless golden orbs were the part of Boy which they should punish.

It was Leah the zebra, the animal which boy had beaten with a stick earlier that day, who was first to take advantage of that tender target. Turning round he lashed with his hind legs delivering a mighty kick to Boys backside, each hoof impacting squarly in the centre of a butt cheek.

So powerful was the kick that it sent Boy flying into a tree landing bare bottom up in the fork of two branches.

Unluckily for Boy, the impact of his landing shattered the side of a hornet's nest in the branches above, sending a cloud of angry hornets swarming out all intent of wreaking vengeance on who or whatever destroyed their home. The first thing the hornets saw was his upturned bare bottom, which they furiously began to sting, dive bombing him like squadrons of kamikaze pilots and ramming their sharp venom filled stingers into his tender flesh, sending lightning bolts of sharp pain surging into his eighteen year old bottom. BZZZ...ZIT! ...BZZZ..IITT! …. BZZZ...ITTT!

“YAAAAHHHH!!! ….. OOOOWWWWAAAAAHH!! …. YEEEAAAACH!!” Screamed Boy, as the Hornet swarm continued angrily stinging his backside “HELP!!!” He struggled to free himself but he was firmly trapped between the branches and all he succeeded in doing was forcing his bottom upwards, and causing the cheeks to spread presenting the hornets with ever wider areas of tender skin for them to sting, and sting they did, with fury and gusto, Each sting like a fierce electric shock biting into him.

The pain was so intense that tears were soon and the arrogant eighteen year old youth began sobbing like a baby,

Then suddenly, just when it seemed that the hornet assault on his stinging posterior would never end, what felt like a strong arm wrapped itself around him and lifted him up from the branches and away from the buzzing angry hornets.

Boy looked back and discovered to his relief that it was Jando the great elephant which had come to his rescue, scooping him up with his long and articulate trunk.

The relief was short lived however, for, instead of lowering him to the ground, Jando immediately began striding purposefully through the jungle, with Boy clasped tightly in his curled trunk. The other jungle animals followed the marching elephant as if the understood his purpose.

“Let me down!” demanded Boy “Let me down NOW!” but the elephant paid him no heed and kept on marching towards the edge of the jungle still carrying the sore bottomed and increasingly alarmed Boy.

Reaching the edge of the jungle, Jando approached a a large patch of prickly pear cactuses where he stopped holding Boy dangling above the spiky plants. Boy looked down at the cactus and saw the sharp pointy spines pointing up at him, and suddenly realised what the elephant was planning. “No please don't!!” he yelled "… Don't drop me!! ….. PLEASE!!!”

His pleas were to no avail as when holding his young captive above the most prickly section on the patch, Jando released his grip and let Boy fall into the cactus, the unfortunate young hunk's burning and hornet stung bottom landing heavily on the sharp pointy thorns.

Boy howled in agony as the cactus pricks jabbed into his already hyper sensitised behind, which now stung as if all the demons in Hell were stabbing it with red hot tridents.

Boy, who had a low tolerance of pain at the best of times had never experienced such torment, it was as if nothing else in world existed apart from his poor tortured backside, which was now covered in both bulging hornet stings and cactus pricks.

He jumped to his feet and began blubbing like a baby, hot tears of anguish running down his handsome , but now streaked and blotchy face.

An old gorilla, who had helped Jane nurse Boy as a child, took pity on him and pulling him over her knee and began to gently remove the cactus pricks from the weeping eighteen year old's tormented behind. Other apes came over to help with the removal of the prickly thorns

This was a lengthy process as there were a lot of pricks embedded in his tender skin, including some in the more intimate areas between his butt cheeks where they stung as if the hornets were still attacking them. Each extraction caused the miserable boy, who had never been given to bravery, to yell out in pain. He has finally stopped crying and lay there sniffing petulantly and feeling very humiliated and sorry for himself.

The final cactus thorn was embedded deeply in the most private, delicate and sensitive part of Boy's bottom a fraction of a centimetre from his tight virgin rosebud and this extraction cause d him to yelp with pain “Be careful, you clumsy old baboon!” he snarled.

This was not a wise move the gorilla was hugely his superior in terms of strength and was intelligent enough to tell from his tone that it had been insulted. With an angry snort it pushed boy face down and delivered a dozen hard smacks to his smarting, up turned red buttocks.

Boy struggled helplessly beneath the great ape's vice like grip, protesting loudly and impotently ordering the animal to stop. Through his pain and anger, Boy was humiliatingly aware that he was, of all things, being spanked by a monkey!

Finally the gorilla released its grip on Boy, who crawled away on all fours his whole being consumed by the dual torture of his burning bottom and the equally mortifying hurt to his sensitive young ego.

Unfortunately for Boy, both his butt and his would receive further punishment before the day was out

Daxa the Jackal, seeing Boy's well punished bottom raised high in the air, decided it was time to take revenged for the earlier kick, launching himself with a single bound, he jumped through the air and sunk his sharp teeth into Boy's left butt check. a painful nip, which, although it did not break the skin, was made all the more excruciating by the extreme tenderness of Boy's overall nether regions.

Boy leaped to his feet clutching his backside and letting out a bellow of anguish, evidence for the first time ever that he might be a worthy successor to Tarzan, at least as far as the loudness of his jungle call was concerned.

Clutching his throbbing rear end Boy ran towards the river desperate to find some relief from the burning pain which pulsed from his bottom and through his frame.

Reaching the river, and oblivious to how ludicrous he might appear to any passing stranger, Boy gingerly lowered his blazing backside into the cool water, gasping at the cold sensation on his red-hot, bruised, stung and punctured skin, convinced he cold all but hear the steam hissing as water cooled his most punished part.

Boy closed his eyes and sighed as the water at last brought some relief. As he lay back, allowing two rocks to take his weight while dangling his battered bottom in the soothing water, he thought back over the events of the last two hours and wondered in horror how it was possible that the jungle, which had been his home for eighteen years could have turned so hostile all of a sudden. He wonder if it had been a mistake to insult that witch doctor the week before, and whether his tortured tail would ever stop stinging.

Unknown to boy, beneath the water a large clawed African river crab was approaching him, the crab had never seen anything link the object in the form of two smooth globes with a tight puckering ring between them and what looked like a small eel and two spheres above, dangling in the water above it. being mostly colour blind, the crab could not wake out the bright red and pink shading of the object, but as it got closer to it, the crab could feel that the object was hot as it had perceptibly heated the water around it.

The curious crab reached out grasping a section of one of the globes between its huge claws and gave it a hard pinch.

With a piercing shriek Boy leapt out of the water grabbing at his newly assaulted bottom, it seemed nature was still on the offensive.

Boy suddenly became aware of a searing pain in another part of his anatomy altogether, he looked down and saw to his dismay that another, even larger grab had grasped the head of his penis between its strong pincers and was clinging on with a powerful, and extra ordinarily painful grip.

In desperation, he tried to shake the creature off but it just tightened its pinch to an even more agonizing degree as it still hung determinedly from the unfortunate Boy's dick.

It took boy minutes of struggling with the stubborn crustacean until he eventually managed to prise his stinging manhood from between the crab's claws and not before his poor little weaner was so bruised and sore that it would sting for days and it would be a week before he dared try to jack off...

“What you do Boy?” boomed a voice from the river bank. At the sound of the familiar voice Boy spun round and saw that Tarzan had returned, and that from the expression on his face, he was none too pleased.

Unaware of Boy's ordeal, Tarzan had returned to their camp and found it in disarray, Boy had left it in a mess had done none of his chores, and worse still the animals which had been left under his charge were all in an agitated and disturbed state, leading Tarzan to suspect they had been mistreated.

“BOY COME NOW!!” Bellowed the Lord of the Jungle “BOY BAD!!”his voice booming through the otherwise now very silent jungle.

Boy reluctantly made his way to the river back, the last thing he needed after what he had just been through was an interminable lecture in duo-syllables from his muscle bound guardian.

However, Tarzan had decided the matter had gone well beyond a lecture, Boy had betrayed the trust he had been put in and deserved to be punished, and he knew from experience that the only punishment which worked with Boy was a good hard bare bottom spanking.

As soon as Boy reached the river bank Tarzan grabbed hold of him by the ear and dragged him to a low hanging branch, which, Boy remembered to his horror, had been used as a spanking seat in the past. Realising what Tarzan had in mind, he yelled in furious protest “No!! Not THAT!! anything but THAT!!” he cried “I'm too old to bed …... spanked!!”

“Tarzan think boy too old for spanking before!” growled Tarzan, seating himself firmly on the branch, and pulling Boy across his lap, before adding “Tarzan wrong, Boy need spanking more now older!”

With that he raised his huge hard hand hard in the air before bringing it down with a thunderous WHACK! On Boys upturned bottom, followed by another SWACK! and another WHACK!.

“AAAOOO!!” yelled Boy “No please! My ass is so sore ...OWWWWW!! it's been stung OUCH!! its been bitten! …. its been … AAAAAAOOOOOOWWWWW!!!”

“That good thing!” boomed Tarzan “Spanking on sore bottom good lesson! Boy feel spanking and Boy remember spanking, then maybe Boy behave!”

And Boy really felt the spanking, as Tarzan's massive hand landed “WHACK! WHACK!” right on a hornet sting “WHACK! WHACK!”just where Daxa the jackal's sharp teeth had sunk into his tender flesh “WHACK! WHACK!” landing where the prickly pear had jabbed him “WHACK! WHACK!” on the bruise from the zebra's hoof “WHACK! SMACK! WHACK!”right on another hornet sting and then on another ….“WHACK! WHACK! ...WHACK! WHACK!”

Boy struggled, he cried, he kicked his legs and he struggled some more but all to no avail, Tarzan had him in grip no less tight than he had earlier been held by the elephant, there was no escape and no avoiding that relentless hand hammering down slap after slap after slap on his well roasted cherry red bottom.

The jungle animals gathered round watching in fascination as the eighteen year old sadist who had so recently been their tormentor received the latest stage of his well overdue comeuppance.

“After now Tarzan spank Boy often” bellowed Tarzan “Boy never too old for spanking!” and boy could tell from his tone that he meant it.

It seemed to Boy as if the spanking continued for hours, and certainly Tarzan did not relent until Boy's glowing posterior resembled nothing less than two ripe red tomatoes, and he was satisfied that his young jungle companion would not be sitting down for some days to come.

At last he released his grip, and boy stumbled to his feet, rubbing his hand blasted behind and sobbing like a child, huge wet tears running down his streaked and reddened face.

“Boy Learn lesson?” demanded Tarzan

Sadly Boy had not learned is lesson well enough to realise when to keep his mouth shut. “Fuck you Tarzan!” he snarled “Fuck you”

Tarzan reached out and grabbed boy by the shoulder turning the youth round to face him “No Boy!” he snapped “Now Tarzan, him fuck you!”

With that, he bent the outraged and very sore bottomed Boy over and did just that!!and continued to do for hours until dusk began to fall!

That night Boy slept fitfully, the pain from his behind which now burned and throbbed on the outside and ached and throbbed inside, made it hard to sleep, and when he did manage to sleep he dreamed he was in hell and that demons were jabbing him in the bottom with red hot tridents, while forcing a massive phallus into his tight rectum.

As most of the jungle slept the night creatures were aware of a warm pink glow in the darkness and it was not coming from the glow worms and fireflies.

On the edge of the forest the witch doctor whom boy had insulted chucked to himself as he gazed into the flames. Had the white boy been punished enough? He wasn't sure, but would decide in the morning................

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Coming Soon

2012-01-10T00:00:00.000-08:00

The Sting of the Jungle will be published here shortly

The Unlucky Thief

2011-12-14T07:30:00.000-08:00

Unlucky for Levi - Levi Johnston's very public spanking

2011-11-23T15:00:00.000-08:00

This was originally posted to JockSpank, but I think it is less likely to get lost in the archives here. This young guy gets a sore bottom AND a sore ego:

Based on the results of the JockSpank poll: "Does Levi Johnston deserve a spanking?"

Unlucky for Levi

It was an arrogant and self satisfied young jock's worst nightmare. “This can not be happening!!” fumed a deeply miserable 21 year old Levi Johnston as he nervously glanced back over his shoulder at the brightly lit television studio, packed with cameras from a dozen TV channels, all focused on his very exposed and very tender bare bottom, as was the 500 strong, specially invited, studio audience of people he had managed to offend and upset in his short life, all grinning from ear to ear, and the positively beaming CNN TV anchor man Anderson Cooper, who was acting as host for the event.

But unlucky for Levi, it was happening

It was not supposed to be like this, when he had agreed to participate in the TV poll “Should Levi Johnston be given his own Reality TV show, or should he be spanked live on National TV?”, he never imagined for one moment that the answer would be a resounding “He should be spanked live on national TV!”. In his swollen headed arrogance he had been so certain that the nation would go wild at the prospect of a Levi Johnston show that he had invested what was left from what he had been paid for the PlayGirl shoot and what he had made from the sale of his book “Deer in the Headlights” together with everything he could borrow, into advance merchandising, none of which would now be sold, leaving him with huge debts, all of which would have to be paid back.

As a result he had no option other than to go ahead and take the spanking in return for the paltry fee the TV studio had offered. It was either that or he would have to deal with some particularly unpleasant loan sharks, who would in all likelihood do considerably greater damage to a considerably greater number of his body parts. At least after the spanking he would still be able to walk (and breath), if not sit down for some while.

He couldn't believe that the chicks would not have saved him, and what about his legion of gay fans, surely they would prefer to see him in his own reality TV show rather than getting his bare ass spanked, …... gradually the flaw in that particular argument began to dawn on him.

It hadn't started too badly, East Coast Democrats in places like Vermont and Massachusetts, still delighted that he had pissed off Sarah Palin had voted for the reality show, but they were a rare exception not joined in any significant numbers until residents of the the crazier corners of California began to vote. Meanwhile, throughout the central fly-over states, the cry of “SPANK THE BRAT!” could be heard from sea to shining sea, growing louder as the states became redder. “Fucking Tea Party” snarled Levi under his breath.

However, the vote was by no means split on party lines, America's demographic is changing and in many multicultural urban areas, which would usually vote solidly Democrat, people voted in droves to see the white boy get his little pink butt spanked. Likewise, cities with large gay populations like New York, Miami and San Francisco voted for the spanking, few gays may vote Republican, or be fans of Levi's one time mother in law to be, but they are first and foremost gay, and they had all seen that butt in PlayGirl. If Levi had understood the power of advertising, given his low pain threshold, he would never have risked participating in a vote where him receiving a spanking was an option after posing for all those extremely spankable bare bottom pictures, or that shower video.

When the results had come in they were devastating, and a clear indication that Levi's high opinion of himself was not widely shared. A gigantic 90% had voted to see him spanked, the reality show was the choice of a tiny, and primarily rather eccentric,10%.

Bad news, they say, often comes in threes, and it was certainly so for Levi, firstly some joker had stolen his clothes from his dressing room while he was taking a shower, leaving him with only a small white towel similar to that he wore in the PlayGirl shoot, to cover his young naked body.
Then ,when the security guards had finally dragged him to the studio, who should he see but Todd Palin wearing a huge, very smug, grin and tapping a large hairbrush against the palm of his hand. It turned out the TV channel had asked if he would deliver the spanking, and he had waived his fee!.

Thus it was that the handsome, but very unhappy Levi Johnston, one time school hockey jock, D list celebrity, nude model and relatively unsuccessful writer, found himself face down across the knee of his one time prospective father in law, in a network TV studio, wearing nothing but a skimpy white towel.

The towel did not provide protection for very long, as a gleeful Todd immediately reached down and firmly lifted it up revealing the very tempting target of Levi's bare 21 year old bottom.

At that very moment seismologists with particularly sensitive equipment would have reported a slight tremor running across the nation, as, in unison, two hundred million viewers moved closer to their TV sets, had they not all been watching their own televisions or live streaming at the time.

Levi hung his head in shame, his face glowing hot and pink with embarrassment, and with the horror of knowing his total humiliation was about to get infinitely worse.

“Good evening Todd ...and .. uh.. Levi!” rasped an unusually animated Anderson Cooper “Welcome to Network TV's one off, 90 minute, prime time event “Levi Johnston Spanked Live”

“Well Hello Anderson!” replied a cheerful Todd Palin, while a miserable, humiliated, and delightfully bare bottomed Levi just glowered silently.

“As I say, this a 90 minute live show Todd, are you up to it?” asked Anderson Cooper raising an already arched eyebrow

“Don't worry Anderson, I'll fill that slot, with footage to spare” grinned Todd “When do I get to start?”

“When you are ready!”

Todd was more than ready and did not need to be asked twice. He immediately raised the hairbrush above his head, before bringing it down with a stinging “WHACK!” on Levi's quivering pink butt cheek, followed within nano-seconds by a ringing “SWACK!” across the other inviting and equally trembling butt cheek.

“YAAAAOOOWWW! ….. AAAAGGGHHOOW!” yelled Levi “Stop, I've changed my mind!”

But there was no going back, Todd Palin was not going to stop, and the TV networks had sunk too much money into the show to let an arrogant little twerp like Levi to wriggle out of his obligations. Levi's protestations were ignored, he was getting spanked like it or not.

The blows continued to rain down on poor Levi's exposed and vulnerable behind with a loud “WHACK!! ….WHACK!! ...SWACK!” Levi was mortified, not only was he being publicly humiliated by being spanked naked, like some little kid, in front of a national TV audience of millions, plus a syndicated worldwide audience in numbers he could only guess at, but it also stung like fucking hell!!!!”

By now Todd was really enjoying himself, he was 110% straight, yet few things in his live had been quite as pleasurable as was toasting Levi Johnston's plump little tush, it was something he had looked forward to for a very long time, and he was going to enjoy every moment, with each blow he paying back the good looking little jerk for each slight and slur he had inflicted on the Palin family, and compensating for all the hurt the young asshole had caused. This thought reminded him of all the things the young varmit across his knee had done over the last three years and Todd continued to belabor the swiftly reddening rump with added vigur. “WHACK!! ….WHACK!! ...SWACK! ...WHACK!”

Then, with one firm movement he pushed Levi further over his knee so that the lower part of the young man's behind was uppermost enabling Todd to concentrate his assault on that sensitive area where the young jock's perfectly formed bottom reached the upper back of his legs, an area which as Todd recalled from his own youth was particularly tender.

As Anderson Cooper watched Levi Johnston's bare legs kicking in the air and the piston like rotation of Todd Palin's spanking arm, he became aware of a odd, but not unpleasant sensation swelling in his lower body, which to his amazement he swiftly identified. This was most unexpected, he was a member of a particularly refined liberal social and political elite, a scion of a socialist dynasty to the far left of the Democrat party, a debunker of birthers, a scourge of the Tea Party and, until now, a lifelong opponent of corporal punishment. Yet, contrary to a lifetime of experience and against his better instincts, he was for the first time considering the possibility of being attracted to a Republican.

It would take months with his analyst before he was able to determine which of the two men in front of him, and which of their respective positions, Anderson found most desirable.

Finally, Todd threw the hairbrush to the floor, however, Levi's ordeal was far from over. A significant number of voters had chosen the supplementary option in the poll which said that Levi should be “paddled until he cried”, and Todd was determined that they should get what the voted for.

He ordered Levi to bend over and then picked up a large leather paddle.

Levi's who's, now bright red bottom was already burning as if he had been attacked by a hundred angry hornets, looked back over his shoulder in horror at the latest agonizing instalment of his ordeal and immediately saw the bank of cameras all focused on his upturned bare bottom. He realised, with a searing rush of embarrassment, that now his most intimate parts were on full public display.

In his horrified mind's eye he imagined the image appearing on a hundred million TV screens across the country.

“It make no difference kid” chucked Todd Palin guessing at the cause of Levi's reaction, “They already knew you were an asshole, they are now just seeing the evidence!!”

With that he delivered a thunderous “TWHACK!” across the centre of Levi's reluctantly proffered bottom, eliciting a highly satisfying yowl of distress from the miserable and bending 21 year old hunk in front of him.

The show would rank among the top ratings hits of the decades, in state after state parks and town centres were empty, as from homesteads and apartments in every city every town and every rural community could be head shouts of “SPANK THAT BRATT!” … “LET HIM HAVE IT!” …. “WHOP THAT ASS!” Followed by whoops and loud burst of applause. With the exception of a small number of anti-spanking campaigners, and sundry misguided do-gooders, the vast majority agreed that the networks had rediscovered a lost art of entertainment, and in general they applauded the deal the main television channels had made with HBO and various cable channels, enabling then to change established policy, and broadcast images of male nudity at prime time.

At last the 90 minutes were over, and as Todd shook hands with with a highly impressed, and politically confused, Anderson Cooper, a naked Levi Johnston, tears running down his face jumped up and down clutching his stinging and seriously well spanked bottom. In doing so, he unwittingly exposed to the hungry cameras and cheering viewers that final part of his anatomy which he had kept hidden from view during his infamous PlayGirl shoot. By doing so, he ensured that his ongoing humiliation would be heightened by the endless comparisons and late night TV jokes he would be forced to endure, for months and years to come.

As Todd watched the sobbing Levi rubbing his still cherry red bottom, which resembled nothing so much as two little ripe tomatoes, he had the satisfaction of knowing that a not only well deserved but also long lasting punishment had been inflicted. He smiled to himself reflecting on the fact that although the sting would eventually fade from Levi's smarting young bottom, the sting to his ego would be an unwelcome companion for years to come.

As an added bonus, Todd knew his wife would be in a very good mood that evening!!

The End

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The results of the JockSpank poll - “Does Levi Johnston deserve a spanking, which inspired this story, can be seen in the right hand column of this blog.

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Messin' with Sasquatch : Unlucky landing

2011-11-16T07:10:00.000-08:00

In case you missed it, this new picture has been added to the "Messin' with Sasquatch-Towel Whip - what happened next?" post, as requested by Peter13.

StraightHell - Billy a really sore bottomed boy

2011-11-15T11:53:00.000-08:00

Handsome young straight boy Billy takes some serious butt punishment at StraightHell.net

He's spanked, beaten, stung with an electric cattle prod and gets a dildo on a pole hammered up his virgin butt hole, and that's just part 2, one thing;s certain young Billy certainly is a sore bottomed boy!

Warning: StraightHell is not suitable for those with delicate sensibilities

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Celebrities in need of a spanking - Levi Johnston - at JockSpank

2011-11-15T04:56:00.000-08:00

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Messin' with Sasquatch : Towel Whip - What happened next?

2011-11-15T00:35:00.000-08:00

The following commercial in the Messin' with Sasquatch series for Jack Link's Beef Jerky shows a dumb college jock trying to impress his girlfriend by towel whipping a Sasquatch. In the commercial the unlucky hunk pays for his stupidity by the humiliation of having his pants ripped 0ff in front of his friends and being thrown, bare butt naked, into the lake:

This leaves the question, which no doubt many fans of Sore bottomed Guys must have asked, what happened next?

After all their could be floating logs in the lake, which might make for a painful landing!!

That's gonna be painful .....

Ouch!

Also, the Sasquatch is clearly still angry and might decide that just losing his shorts and being dunked in the lake is insufficient punishment for the arrogant young Jock's impudence.

One appropriate punishment would be for the dumb hunk to get his bare butt soundly spanked, while wedged in the fork of a tree, so he can't escape, as shown in the picture below:

Or can anyone else suggest better ending?

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Thanks to Ben for suggesting this idea

Zapped

2011-10-30T15:07:00.000-07:00

Intent on escaping the rancher's dog, which had just ripped off his shorts, Buddy foolishly ignored the warning signs on fence. As a result, his newly bared bottom and jockstrap covered balls paid a painful penalty for his act of trespass.

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Injected and Spanked - More needles from Sting

2011-10-08T10:11:00.000-07:00

In Sting Pictures new release "Doctor Doctor" Bad boy Damien gets caught stealing from the Doctor. The Doctor punishes him with a good spanking and a couple of Vitamin injections in the butt with a cruel looking hypodermic, followed by a paddling with a wooden ruler.

Full review at JockSpank here.

Links:

www.Stingpictures.TV

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There is a link to the Sting 18.USC.2257 declaration in the right hand column of this blog

The Frat Boys and the Bee Keepers

2011-09-16T14:25:00.000-07:00

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The Brewster Brothers Embarrassing punishment

2011-09-07T03:18:00.000-07:00

When the Brewster brothers were caught trying to rob the ticket office at the town theater Deputy Cluster called their father Noah Brewster and told him he could either deal with his sons or they could spend the night in jail.

When Noah discovered what his boys had been up to, he decided that a very embarrassing punishment was in order. So, with the enthusiastic agreement of the theater management and performing artist, when the audience, consisting of most of the local town folk had assembled for that afternoon's show, Noah stepped on stage, dressed in his best Sunday suit, and made an announcement. He told them that the main show would be delayed by forty minutes, and that before it started there would be an additional "warm up" act.

At that point Deputy Cluster led the two red faced Brewster brothers onto stage wearing nothing but their skimpy white underpants, and they were down around the unlucky lads' ankles, leaving them totally naked and trying to cover their genitals with their hands.

Noah explained what the boys had done, and then announced, to a cheer from the already applauding crowd, that they would both receive “a bare bottom spanking, right here on stage”.

With that, he sat down and then, as Cluster led the embarrassed boys to him, proceeded to pull each one in turn over his knee and gave both the young rascals a twenty minute spanking, using various implements from the theater's supply of props, which the manager had happily supplied.

The whole audience cheered and applauded with delight, they all knew the Brewster Brothers, Randy and Rusty, and many had good enough reason to enjoy watching them getting their bare behinds toasted, their enjoyment all the greater knowing how embarrassing the arrogant young pair would find the experience.

Noah presented the audience with a great show, years of chopping wood had given him very powerful arms, and each boy was soon squealing and yelling as the loud whacks and swats echoed around the old play house.

Even when the spanking finally ended, Noah had more embarrassment in store for his wayward sons, using the harnesses previously used for the actors playing angels in the Christmas play, or the wicked witch when the town's dramatic Society put on the Wizard of Oz, to the Brewster Boys' horror he hoisted them so that they dangled above the stage, where they would remain with their bare, and well spanked bottoms on full view for all of the three hour show.

Noah remained on the side of the stage, bath brush in hand ready to deliver a few extra whacks whenever the red glow showed any sign of fading from the boys cheeks (which he did a number of times)

There were certainly eight glowing pink cheeks on stage that night.

Finally the show ended, but the unlucky young miscreants' punishment was not over, for, when they were let down, they discovered that their clothes had mysteriously vanished, so they had to run all the way home bare butt naked.

That was a day the town would never forget, and neither would Randy and Rusty Brewster, no matter how hard they tried to!!

A Sore Bottom For Travis

2011-09-05T12:34:00.000-07:00

Click here for A Sore Bottom for Travis, the Story of bad boy Travis on the day when all his comeuppances came at once, and they were all aimed at his butt!

Story by Strictop, pictures and plot line by Bruce

Army Medical - a young soldier gets the 'point'

2011-08-28T10:09:00.000-07:00

A young straight soldier pays the penalty for too many visits to the local whore houses. His discomfort is much to the amusement of the gay army doctor, who decides that some painful treatment will teach him the error of his ways!

More painful insertions

2011-03-27T04:52:00.001-07:00

A Duty Bound session from Czech Guys Next Door by William Higgins, featuring Honza Franzl and Daniel Student as tops while Martin Cechun and Pavel Plinka play the unlucky bottoms.

www.czechguysnextdoor.com

www.williamhiggins.com

Four Part DVD
Session DVD - Part 1
Session DVD - Part 2
Session DVD - Part 3
Session DVD - Part 4

Also available in WMV and ISO download formats - go to www.burndvd.tv advance search - Martin Cechun and Pavel Plinka

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Ratings question

2011-02-06T06:52:00.000-08:00

Unfortunately the post ratings are no longer working because Outbrain does not support Adult blogs. can anyone recommend an alternative Star rating facility which I could use.

Thanks

D

An Uncomfortable insertion

2011-02-06T06:11:00.000-08:00

Some S&M play by William Higgins from Czech Guys next door.

www.czechguysnextdoor.com

www.williamhiggins.com

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The Unlucky Rustler

2011-01-30T06:28:00.000-08:00

When they caught young Bobby McAndrews trying to steal their cattle, the Bar_Gay ranch hands though up a really prickly punishment for him!

His tender nineteen year old butt would sure feel it when they took him back to the bunk house and really taught him a lesson!!

Kitchen Hotseat

2010-10-11T11:58:00.000-07:00

Most of the sore bottomed guys on this site are straight, however, at the suggestion of site visitor RM here we have a gay couple who made the mistake of getting romantic while cooking chili!

Unlucky Campers

2010-07-24T12:59:00.001-07:00

Locker Room Humiliation

2010-06-28T08:24:00.000-07:00

Anyone want to write a story for this picture?

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Update Sept 1 2011

Here's a story by Colin which was too long for the comment's section:

It was the first fall semester training session for the college sophomore men’s team in La Platte WI. Those weeks of recess meant that the team were buzzing with news of their activities and concentration was not top notch. In addition there was a new coach who wanted their attention and was determined one way or another to get the team shaped up in time for league victories as the season got underway.

The problem was Wayne. Like many good athletes he had a fine body mixed with good looks but he also had a massive ego. He thought, no he knew, he was the star and he did treat his mates as acolytes. Just before the recess there had been a good run of results and Wayne had featured several times in the local newspaper reviews. Some of it he deserved but his personal coverage was helped by his steadily cultivating a friendship with the geeky sports reporter. To add to the pressure, Wayne had been on vacation to California and had become obsessed with becoming a movie star. He now courted publicity at every step.

Wayne would in fact become a star of movies but he was not yet to know this and also which industry he ended up with a starring role in but back to the team session for now.

Coach was having some trouble with the team and was stoking up his anger. One of the guys had quickly picked up on his Carolina accent and had mimicked it to his fellow players. This was disrespect of the highest order and he knew he would have to keep this player Wayne in line. Wayne probably wanted him to react instantly but Coach was able to keep his anger down and not be drawn into any situation that he did not fully control. Coach was however going to sort this guy out before long.

Just before the end of the session, he suddenly realised that Wayne was not in the main field of play. Then he saw him - posing on the touchline with a friend taking photos. He called him over and told him if he ever got a hold of the camera that Wayne would not like the pictures taken. He got him back into play and the session continued.

Practice over, a team of sweaty guys, overheated in the still warm evenings headed back to the locker room and a welcome refreshing shower session.

Coach waited ten minutes before he went to the locker room knowing by that time that most guys would be washed and around the room in undress and mainly just with towels. As he entered the room he saw a photo flash and sure enough Wayne was posing once more with another guy busy taking photos. Wayne obviously thought he was something and was striking various poses in his jockstrap. He did not see Coach approaching until an iron grip had him by the shoulder.

So boy! you want to be the centre of attention the whole time and you want a record of it. This will be my pleasure to help you out. Let’s make some pictures now.

Coach called for the guys to gather around quick and so it was a selection of guys in states of dressing soon gathered around.

Coach told the gathering that he was proud to be from the south where men were men and were made so in the woodshed and anybody wanting to disrupt his sessions would soon know the consequence of a trip to the woodshed. He reached up with his free hand and produced a paddle from the top of the lockers. At the same time he sat down on the bench and pulled Wayne clear over his lap in a classic spanking position. All the guys were paying attention now as Wayne struggled and protested and made a lot of noise.

Coach made more noise as he swung that paddle hard onto Wayne’s butt. A few more swipes followed and the struggle of Wayne changed and his noise became howls. Coach stated he knew Wayne liked his pictures taken and so he called on all the guys to get busy getting the shots on the cameras and any phones they had with. Wayne was mortified. These were not the pictures he yet wanted but had no power to resist.

Coach paddled away until that butt framed by the white straps was cherry red. He had gotten their attention as every guy was focused on the action and some of the clips taken would soon be viral.

Wayne was sorted this time real good and he would learn not to disrespect Coach through his butt. Coach also made a mental note to tackle Jason another time as he could see that boy close up with the camera had a prominent erection as he snapped away and Coach did like to mix punishment and pleasure but that was private and not known to the lads today.

Who wants to tell us about Coach and Jason?

More of Robbie getting the point - High Quality images

2010-06-04T10:28:00.001-07:00

Thanks to Rich O'Shea from Sting for these high quality images of Robbie getting an injection in the butt, followed by a sound spanking and his still sore behind!! From Discipline Down Under Part 3

Links:

www.stingpictures.tv

Discipline Down Under Part 3 - Download

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Sting: Robbie Gets the Point

2010-06-02T12:16:00.000-07:00

Robbie gets his shots in a scene from Discipline Down(load) Under 3 a new download from Sting Pictures, shortly after this scene the poor little guy gets soundly spanked and caned!! OUCH!

Links:

www.stingpictures.tv

Discipline Down Under Part 3 - Download

Sting U.S.C. 18.2257

Cory's Comeuppance

2010-05-09T13:26:00.001-07:00

Small town USA and the locals decide that it's time the town's bad boy got taught a lesson they all will enjoy teaching him.

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Originally posted to JockSpank

Staying with Uncle

2010-05-09T11:52:00.000-07:00

Uncle Bryan takes his duty very seriously when it comes to keeping his 18 year old nephew in line.

The Unlucky Gay Basher

2010-04-04T07:56:00.000-07:00

Some members of the local gay community caught Randy beating up on a gay man, so they dragged him to the nearest gay bar to teach him a lesson

The Perils of smoking

2010-04-04T07:28:00.000-07:00

"Yeah! course I love you Babe, I'm just sitting here watching an old movie ... uh .. "Love Story!"

Lance Sits down heavily - forgetting he left the ashtray on the couch

He remembers too late just as his ass hole lands on the smoldering tip of his cigarette!!

AAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHOOOOOWWWW!!!

Lance's punishment from fate for telling lies to his girlfriend was a well singed rosebud!

The New Prefect's revenge - From Sting

2010-03-06T12:38:00.000-08:00

News for Sore Bottom Guys fans: In one scene from the latest download from Sting Pictures Sebastian receives a painful vitimin injection in each of his firm round butt cheeks. He then receives a hard bare bottom spanking on his still stinging bottom.

Links:
www.stingpictures.tv
The New Prefects Revenge - Direct link

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Coming Soon from Sting

2010-01-31T08:33:00.000-08:00

A scene from a soon to be released download by Sting Pictures, I think it will be called "The New Prefect's Revenge" however, I will confirm the details when it is released.

The actors are Sebastian (getting jabbed) and Wolf (The doctor)

www.stingpictures.tv

The nervous hunk

2010-01-31T08:17:00.000-08:00

About to be jabbed

The Fem Dom Poll

2010-01-31T08:13:00.000-08:00

Thanks to everyone who voted in the poll asking whether visitors wanted to see posts featuring men being punished by women. 133 people voted, and although most of you either voted in favour or said you didn't mind as long as the guys were being punished, the largest single group, 36% of those who voted said "NO".

Therefore, in future if I do post F/M pictures, I will post them to a different site, rather as JockSpank do with JockSpank2, and with a link posted here, so that those who wish to see them can and those who do not wish to don't have to.

I hope that compromise will suit everyone.

Poll - Fem Dom or not Fem Dom

2010-01-10T07:39:00.000-08:00

I have set up a poll in the right hand column asking visitors to vote whether or not Sore Bottom Guys should occasionally post images of handsome guys being punished by fully clothed women. PLease let us know your views.

Cattle prod humiliation

2010-01-10T06:19:00.001-08:00

Warning!! Anyone who objects to seeing women in the scene should look away now. However, many may feel that having women inflict the punishment on straight men adds an extra level of humiliation to the men's ordeal.

This is a scene from Field Trip II by CFNM.net where some previously arrogant young men are taught a painful lesson in farm husbandry, with the aid of an electric cattle prod applied to a sensitive part of their anatomy.

WWW.CFNM.NET

Hopefully this scene will apprear as a movie at CFNMTV.com in due course

CFNM.net 2257 statement

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We will set up a poll asking visitors if they object to seeing future postings featuring woman punishming men.

A painful landing

2010-01-02T09:49:00.001-08:00

This scenario was suggested by R from the UK, a visitor to Sore Bottomed Guys.

Any suggestions as to the story behind this? Here is my suggestion:

Aaron Carmichael learnt his lesson for bullying his little brother Tim the night he snuck down to the cellar where he kept his secret stash of pot. Too late he discovered that Tim had set a trap for him.

"OWW! ... OUCH....OWW!" yelled Aaron as he he bounced heavily down the steps on his bruised bare butt, little knowing that Tim had left some special treats for him on the lower steps.

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The Unlucky Burglar

2009-12-23T12:59:00.000-08:00

Tad made a huge mistake when he decided to try and rob the house of the head of the local darts team at Christmas. The team arrived and caught him rifling through the presents under the tree, and soon his bare 19 year old butt became their dartboard, and they were all determined to score a bulls eye!

Medicals

2009-12-13T15:21:00.001-08:00

Revenge Medical - the Nerd's Revenge

"Hey Zack do you remember when you used to haze us? ...well this is 'turn around"

Intimate medical

Sting Medical

The Barbed Wire Fence

2009-11-16T09:16:00.000-08:00

Stripped naked and stranded forty miles from town, hunky Fraternity Pledge Scott has a painful experience when his foot slips climbing over a barbed wire fence.

The Captured Cowboy

2009-11-15T13:30:00.001-08:00

Army Medical

2009-11-14T11:58:00.000-08:00

New Sting Pictures download "Bad Education"

2009-09-13T22:52:00.000-07:00

Here is the poster for the latest Sting Download BAD EDUCATION is now available and can be purchased from the following link:
https://www.stingpictures.tv/sv/shop/non_drm_downloads/BAD_EDUCATION....

Bad Education features David White, Marco and Dexter (as both a spanker and spankee) together with a very strict Rich O'Shea, in various hot spanking and caning scenarios. It's smokin' hot!

PS: It seems we can still post here but have to complete some word puzzle each time to prove we are human beings!!

JockSpank

2009-09-12T09:21:00.001-07:00

I am very grateful to Ugly Doug for allowing me to post to Sore Bottomed Guys and update you as to what has happened at JockSpank.

As anyone who has attempted to view JockSpank since mid morning Thursday ET will have found that access has been blocked to everyone apart from the authors. Blogger (Google) has done this because they believe JockSpank may in breach of their terms of Service. According to a notification I have received from Blogger today we have been identified as what they term "a potential Spam blog". That is to say, an artificially created blog which the author uses to promote affiliated websites or to increase the search engine rankings of associated sites.

Anyone who has visited JockSpank will know that this is ridiculous. JockSpank does provide links to commercial studios when we post samples of their work, however, this is done merely to protect their copyright, and, of course, to to to promote these studios because we enjoy what they do, and want them to carry on doing it. There are also fixed links to various adult blogs, groups and commercial websites at JockSpank. We are, however, not spamming or selling products in any way, furthermore, the authors of JockSpank do not have any commercial interest in any of the studios we promote.

Furthermore, JockSpank does not have any affiliate arrangement in place with any commercial organisation. We were approached and offered one some ten days ago, but we have not taken up that offer, and now will not be doing so.

Also, Jockspank does not post or promote material which would be illegal anywhere in the European Union or North America.

We have sent a request to Google asking that they review the action they have taken, verify that JockSpank is not a Spam blog and make it again accessible to visitors. I am aware from internet monitoring that the site has received additional visitors in addition to the authors, both yesterday and today, so it may be that the site is currently being reviewed, let us hope so.

JockSpank is but one of a number for gay adult blogs which have been suspended by Google (Blogger) in recent weeks, and the apparent targeting of blogs featuring gay related material is certainly disturbing.

As you know, Google is almost impossible to contact, however, anyone concerned with these issues may wish to contact their corporate office or Investor relations section at the details given below and politely express that concern.

Google Corporate offices:

Google Inc.
1600 Amphitheatre Parkway
Mountain View, CA 94043
Phone: +1 650-253-0000
Fax: +1 650-253-0001

Google Investor relations:

Google Inc.
Attn: Investor Relations
1600 Amphitheatre Parkway
Mountain View, CA 94043

online contact for Investor relations:

http://www.google.com/support/investors/

On behalf of all at JockSpank, I would like to thank the in excess of 2,000 people who visited JockSpank every day for their support and express the hope that we will be able to welcome you back as soon as this matter is resolved.

Thanks
Ward, Spankfan, Bruce, Duane and SoupGoblin

I would be grateful if other gay bloggers could link to this post so that our fans know what has happened to us.

JockSpank at http://jockspank.blogspot.com/

The sun burnt pool boy

2009-08-29T01:52:00.000-07:00

The dangers of neglecting chores on a hot day

Butt on fire - by Jonathan (Colour by BuckcuB)

2009-08-21T09:51:00.001-07:00

Hospital Punishment

2009-08-16T09:23:00.001-07:00

Anyone like to suggest a hot storyline to suit this picture? I have one, but I'd like to hear yours first, including what happens next!!!

The Spanking Machine

2009-08-16T00:21:00.001-07:00

First published at JockSpank

Suited and spanked

2009-08-15T09:59:00.000-07:00

Thanks to Gabriel for this contribution to Sore Bottomed guys

The Tender Butt Kid

2009-06-28T09:46:00.000-07:00

The Dakota kid had been riding for two days, and finally felt sure he had shaken off the posse which had been on his tail since his latest bank robbery. Her was tired and saddle-sore a that creek looked mighty inviting.

Stripping off his sweaty and dusty clothes he dived into the creek playing about in the water more like a ten year old boy than a nineteen year old outlaw.

The cool water felt real good on his tired and aching body.

Man his butt sure was sore after all that riding.

Exhausted from the hours in the saddle weariness finally overtook him and he fell asleep on the rocks at the side of the creek.

As he slept the sun rose higher and higher into the sky and got hotter and hotter

By noon the temperatures was approaching 100f, and the scorching sun shone fiercely onto the sleeping outlaw, turning his tender white behind, which had previously been protected from its rays, pinker and pinker.

Eventually the Dakota kid awoke, and immediately aware of a sore and burning sensation to his butt cheeks.

To his horror he realised he had a sun burnt bottom, he cussed at his stupidity, that would make the rest of his ride really uncomfortable.

Then the sound of galloping hooves distracted him from his sore behind, to his horror, he realised he had slept too long and the posse had caught up with him.

Crouching down behind a rock, the kid failed to notice the cactus patch behind him

The sharp spines jabbed into his tender saddle sore and sunburnt bottom.

His butt like a pin cushion the kid jumped up with a cry of pain, immediately giving away his hiding place to the amused deputies.

Laughing heartily the posse members gathered round to pull cactus needles out of their captive's stinging rump.

One all the needles were removed, the sheriff threw the Dakota kid across his knee and delivered a well deserved but (from the Kid's perspective) badly timed, spanking to his already well punished bottom. “That will teach you to rob banks in my town!" snarled the Sheriff.

It would be a long ride back to town.

And a very painful one for the Dakota kid, as his cherry red bottom bounced up and down on the back of the horse.

Unfortunately each bounce brought his behind closer to an ill tempered travelling companion, which also had a sting in its tail!

The End

Confiscated Pants

2009-03-19T13:31:00.001-07:00

What better way to add to the humiliation of the boy you have just spanked than to confiscate his pants, so that his sore bare bottom is exposed to any and every casual stranger and passer by?!!

"I don't care if your buddies will be calling by at any minute, your pants have been confiscated, and they are staying confiscated!! Now carry on with your chores, or they will see you going back over my knee!"

"Keep scrubbing! you will not be getting your pants back until this house has been cleaned to my satisfaction!"

Doctor's orders

2009-03-17T08:59:00.000-07:00

Blog updates

2009-02-01T13:29:00.000-08:00

I am sorry that there have been no updates to this blog since Christmas. This was due to an automobile accident which restricted movement in my right arm and neck, making typing and graphic work difficult.

I am now on the road to recovery and hope to start posting again within the next couple of weeks.

Those waiting to see more of Josh's humiliating comeuppance will not be disappointed.

Doug

A few sore bottomed boys from Spryte

2008-12-25T04:07:00.001-08:00

Some hot art by the incomparable Spryte

Happy Christmas
Doug

Josh's Comeuppance - Part 2

2008-12-24T15:28:00.001-08:00

(Click here for part one)

Josh could not believe what was happening to him. When he had woken up that morning, he had been Josh Farrell, the coolest (and hottest) dude on campus, hero of the hockey team, and Meadowville University's premier babe magnet. Just a few hours before he had been the master of all her surveyed, the scourge of wimps and misfits, a proud, confident sports jock, convinced of his innate superiority and ability to kick the ass of anyone who crossed him, but now, in what seemed like moments all that had changed.

For the first time in his life someone else had power over him, and it was he who was on the painful end of a butt kicking, or more accurately, he was on the painful end of a bare butt spanking. Face down across the lap of a dick sucking gay boy, he was being spanked on the bare behind like some naughty little kid, and he was powerless to do anything to stop it.

Adam, the guy spanking him, had evidence against him, which could send him to jail for many years, and Josh knew without a shadow of doubt that, the bastard would use it against him if he didn't get his way. The creep had said that he intended to spank him whenever he felt like it, and Josh was in little doubt he meant that too.

To make matters worse, his nemesis sure knew how to make a spanking hurt, he had obviously been working out, and was no longer the scrawny wimp Josh had once kicked unconscious. With a strong and seemingly practised swing, Adam was delivering an unending series of stinging swats to Josh's upturned and defenceless nether regions causing a degree of pain which Josh had never before experienced.

Each swat felt like 100 red hot needles being jabbed into his skin or as if his bottom were being remorselessly attacked by dozens of angry hornets.

However, no matter how much Josh's sensitive backside might sting, it was equalled by the searing pain being inflicted upon the arrogant young hunk's even more tender ego. Like most bullies Josh feared humiliation more than almost anything, and here he was being humiliated in front of large and growing audience.

Not only was he being spanked like a naughty child, but it was happening in front of an audience, including his new girlfriend Stacy, one of the hottest pieces of tail on Campus and one whom he had been planing to deflower that very day.

In addition to Stacy, a growing number of swim team were entering the room from the showers and standing around watching his shaming. That it was the swim team made it even worse, according to a wide spread rumour, which Josh believed, this years swimming team were almost entirely gay, and those who weren't actually gay behaved as if they were. Most of them had suffered abuse, and some violence at the hands of Josh and his buddies, and as a result were heartily enjoying watching him receive his embarrassing comeuppance, their gleeful laughter and applause serving to amplify Josh's mortification.

Add to that the fact that Stacy and at least one member of the swimming team, were filming the scene on their mobile phones and sending the images on to their friends all over town and beyond, meaning that soon hundreds of people would know what had happened to him, and Josh felt that his ordeal could not possibly get worse.

Josh, of course was wrong, his luck had only just begun its hurtling descent into the abyss, in fact, his ordeal could get considerably worse, and indeed was just about to reach a new depth.

Much as Adam enjoyed the feeling of Josh's muscular behind beneath his hand, his palm was beginning to burn from the relentless slapping, he glanced around for something else he could use on Josh's backside, and his eyes alighted on his victim's kicking legs, and, in particular, his expensive rubber soled trainers.

He leaned over and took a firm grip on Josh's ankle with one hand, whilst pulling off a shoe with another. He tapped the shoe against his palm, and grinned upon feeling the stinging impact of the rubber against his skin.

“Perfect!” he laughed “you will really feel this!”

With that he began whacking Josh's reddening bottom with renewed vigour, greeted with delighted applause by Stacy and the Swimmers, together with desperate gasps of discomfort from the unhappy, and even more sore bottomed Josh.

WHACK!....Whack! ....WHACK! The sound of rubber on boy butt echoed around the locker room as Josh , wriggled and struggle across Adam's knee, clenching his buttocks, in a vain attempt to lessen the sting each blow inflicted.

Again and again Adam brought the expensive designer running shoe down on to Josh's agonised behind.

Laughing with delight at the sight of the pattern which the rubber grip left, as if embedded, on Josh's hot butt flesh!!

If Josh had thought Adam's hand had hurt, it was nothing compared to the rubber soled shoe, which caused a searing pain almost beyond endurance. Within moments Josh's bottom was a burning epicentre of scalding pain, worse than anything he had ever experienced. To his horror he felt the tears welling in his eyes, and the first sob swelling in his throat. Desperate to retain one last vestige of dignity, Josh fought in vain to stop himself from crying until he could no longer control himself, and at last reluctantly surrendered to his tears.

Sadly for Josh, the captain of the swim team had brought his video camera in order to film their swimming practice session and it was soon employed in recording his punishment

“He's crying!!” yelled on of the swimmers pointing at Josh's contorted face “What a wimp!”

Soon, in addition to the whacks, the locker room echoed to cheers and shouts of “Cry Baby!” together with Josh's uncontrolled sobs.

Like most women who express great compassion for a distressed child, but little for an unhappy adult male, Stacy's reaction to Josh's tears differed from the swimming boys, in that, instead of delight, she felt only contempt for the jock, to whom only minutes before she would have happily surrendered the final memory of her virtue. “And I thought you were a man Joshie!!” she snarled “I can't watch any more of this!” with a flick of her blonde locks she spun round and marched out of the room, anxious to tell all her friends what she had just seen, as Josh in his despair, knew she would be.

Adam allowed his gaze to briefly stray from Josh's bottom to watch Stacy leaving. Her departure was well timed. Up to that point, her presence had been essential in heightening Josh's humiliation, but it was best she did not observe what he next had planned for the unlucky Josh.

To be continued ..........

The SpankOmatic

2008-12-13T04:53:00.000-08:00

The search for the perfect spanking machine has produced various devilish devices, here is one designed by Jonathan

Poll Result - Josh's Comeuppance - Part 1

2008-12-07T12:20:00.000-08:00

It was well after nine, and Josh should have been making his way to a maths class, but instead he lay naked on top of his bed dreaming about Stacy Studebaker, who was his latest date and one of the hottest chicks on campus. Stacy was a total babe, a California blonde, with the sort of jugs, the very of which would send most red blooded boys reaching for the Kleenex. Josh had done a lot of thinking about Stacy that night, and had used up a lot of Kleenex in the process.

He had not fucked her yet, largely due to the unexpected appearance of her mother at a crucial point during their first date, but that would be rectified tonight when he planned, in his own words, “to fuck the lucky bitch's brains out”.

Finally he got up and made his way to the bathroom, where he caught sight of his handsome face in the mirror, he grinned smugly, how could Stacy resist him? With that he turned on the shower and stepped in unaware, with the typical heterosexual fixation on his dick, of the fabulous display which his tender, white, nineteen year old bottom was presenting to the watching janitor, who had installed a series of hidden spy cameras in Josh's dorm rooms a few weeks previously.

The janitor, who had frequently been the victim of Josh's arrogant rudeness, had, as revenge, already amassed hours of video footage of Josh in various states of nakedness and masturbation which he planned to publish on the internet, under the title “Jack Off College Jock” in the very near future.

However, that embarrassing humiliation was still some weeks away, while Josh was about to suffer a more immediate, and physically more painful humiliation that very day.

The first hint of what was to come appeared shortly after Josh had finished his shower, and, still dripping wet and naked, turned on his PC to check if Stacy had e-mailed him.

Josh frowned, irritatingly, there was no message from Stacy, however, there was one from someone calling himself 'nemesis' entitled “It's time to pay Josh”.

“What the f...?” muttered Josh. The e-mail might be spam, but he decided to open it all the same. At first the message did not see to make much sense, as all it said was: “If you want to save your ass, you will have to pay with your ass. Unless you want your probation officer and Judge Hardman to see this, come to the the Swim team locker room at 12:00”. Once Josh scrolled down to the photo attachments, however. the meaning of the e-mail became very clear indeed.

There on the computer screen was a photograph, which must have been taken two days earlier, of Josh and his buddy Chris in a back street down town snatching a woman's purse. To Josh's horror he noted that although Chris's face was rather blurred, his own could not be in sharper resolution . “Shit” snarled Josh “I'm fucked”, an assessment further confirmed, as he scrolled down further, to see, as he had guessed he would an image taken moments later showing him roughly knocking the woman to the ground, again his face was clearly visible and easily recognisable.

Josh's head begun to spin and he felt sick to his stomach, he knew that those pictures could send him straight to prison. It was down to luck and the expensive lawyer his Daddy had paid for that he had escaped with probation following his last conviction. The judges' words echoed in his head “You step out of line one more time young man, and you will be going to prison for at least five years!” and he meant it.

Josh had a good idea what happened to boys like him in prison and he had no intention of it happening to him. He had no option other than to meet with “Nemesis” in the swim team locker room and, somehow get those pictures back, if it meant breaking some teeth to do so, it would not be the first time Josh had done that.
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Josh reached the Swim team locker room long before 12:00 and anxiously paced up and down waiting for “Nemesis” to arrive. As the minutes passed his anxiety and anger were rising in direct proportion, some asshole was trying to blackmail him, but what did they want, the e-mail had said he would have to “pay with his ass” which sounded like something a gay person might say, if some fag was trying to get their hands on his butt they would be sorry, that was for sure, they would be a dead fag ..... ten seconds after they handed over those damn pictures.

“Hi Josh” said a voice from behind him “you are early ... I guessed you might be”

Josh spun round to face the owner of the mocking voice, and was confronted by a vaguely familiar face which at first he could not quite recognise, until he remembered that the last time he had seen it, it had been bruised, blooded and in close contact with his boot. However, the face had changed, for a start the body beneath it was more muscular and toned than it had been, and instead of the expression of fear, pain and misery it had worn the last time he had seen the face, a casual smile and twinkling eyes suggested a confident amusement which Josh was not used to seeing in his adversaries.

“You?” he snarled “are you trying to threaten me you fucking fag?” he couldn't remember 'Nemesis's' name but he remembered he was gay, or at least that, he and his gang had decided to accuse him of being gay, moments before they had beaten him unconscious.

“I am not threatening you Josh” replied the grinning man “I am just making you an offer, either I pass the pictures of you beating up on that unfortunate woman, to the authorities, with the result that you spend the next five to ten years playing bitch to a 250 pound lifer called Scar, or alternatively your cute straight boy butt gets to pay for what you did to me and to all the others who's lives you have damaged.”

Josh clenched his fists, he could hardly wait to beat the grinning fairy's face to a pulp, but he had to get his hands on those damn pictures first “Pay? ... what do you mean my butt 'get's to pay'?”

“What I mean Josh” replied Adam, the grinning man,“is that you drop your pants, bend over my knee, and I spank your bare bottom, whenever, and wherever I feel like it .... and I think I am feel like it very often!!”

“You will do what?” growled Josh stepping forward with his fist raised “I'll break your neck first”

“I wouldn't recommend violence Josh” smiled Adam “Right at this moment I have a friend sitting at a computer, and if he doesn't hear from me every twenty minutes, he is going to click the 'send' command on an e-mail which is right now sitting in his out box. Can you guess who that e-mail is addressed to Josh? And what is attached to it?”

Josh paused scowling at his mocking adversary. The fag could be lying, but it was a risk he was not ready to take, that image of the 250 pound lifer Adam had evoked was far too clear. What was he going to do? He had only been spanked once as a child and it had hurt like hell, he did not wish to repeat that, especially as, in addition to the pain, it would be really humiliating being spanked by a gay guy. However, at the moment the bum boy seemed to hold all the cards, and Josh knew that whatever the guy wanted to do to him, what would happen to him in jail would be far worst.

“So....” he muttered reluctantly “if I let you ..... spank my butt, you'll give me those fucking pictures?”

“Oh no Josh, that would never do!” replied Adam “That would never do, those pictures are my insurance policy, and, besides, as long as I have them I get to spank you whenever I want to. One little spanking is not going to make up for what you did, from now on being spanked is going to be a big part of your life. If I wake up at five in the morning and decide I want to spank you, I'll phone you and you will come over for a spanking. I may decide to spank you on Christmas morning, on your birthday, at Thanksgiving, and you will have to take it. I couldn't do that if I gave you the photos could I?” Adam laughed “No way Josh Baby, as long as I keep the pictures, I own your ass, so I'm keeping them safe!”

Josh's handsome jaw dropped open as the full impact of what the gay guy had said begin to sink in, he couldn't believe what he was hearing but he knew his would be tormentor meant every word. This was the worst thing that had ever happen to him. “What could be more humiliating than being spanked at the whim of some fucking homo?” he asked himself, only to have his question answered seconds later.

“Josh?” said a familiar female voice “Why do you want to meet here?.... In the guy's locker room?”

This could not be happening, but it was, Stacy Studebaker was standing in the open doorway to the locker room looking bemused, yet slightly intrigued by the unaccustomed surroundings. “What are you doing here?” he gasped

“You told me to meet you here Joshie” replied Stacy “I got a text!”

“Hi Stacy!” smiled Adam “Actually I was the one who invited you, Josh has been a very bad boy, so I am going to spank his bottom and I thought you might like to watch!”

“What?” asked the incredulous Stacy, turning to look at Josh “Joshie, what is he talking about?”

Josh stared at her in wide eyed horror, his mouth opening and closing like some very beautiful landed wish, but no words would come, this could not be happening!

Adam turned back to Josh “Silly me, I forgot to tell you about the audience!” he chuckled “and she is not the only one, the swim team will have finished their practice any moment now, in fact, I think I can hear them in the showers right now, so they will be here to watch as well.” he walked over to a bench in front of the lockers and sat down. “Right, lets get on with it. Take off your jacket, drop your pants and get that cute straight boy butt over my knee!”

Josh stood as if frozen to the ground, still unable to fully believe that this was really happening This homo was planning to spank his bare ass in front of a hot chick, who just hours before, he was planning to fuck, and the only way that he, Josh, could refuse him would be to risk spending years in prison having far worse things done to his ass.

“What are you waiting for Josh?” asked Josh the note of malicious amusement in his voice impossible to miss. “Get over my knee boy”

With a sense of miserable resignation and almost against his will Josh found himself removing his leather jacket, dropping it in the corner and walking slowly towards Adam. He couldn't bring himself to look at Stacy, who was watching him with an expression of amazed disbelief, he knew he would never be able to look her in the face again, just as he knew he would now never get to ball her.

At that moment a further blow struck as a further figure , this one male and dressed only in a towel entered the room, soon the whole swimming team would be there as cheering witnesses to his mortification.

As soon as Josh was within range, Adam reached out with a well practised movement and unbuttoned Josh's blue jeans, which he bulled down to the unhappy bully's knees. “Over” he said, pointing at his knee.

Cursing his inability to resist Josh obeyed and was soon lying face down across Adam's lap, staring at the floor with a fixed gaze, wishing vainly that it would open up and swallow them both. He flinched at the sound of Stacy's voice, his mind's eye imagining the scene that she, and the newly arrived swimmer were witnessing.
“Why are you letting him do this to you Joshie?”cried Stacy “Are you really going to let him spank you?”

It was Adam not Josh who answered her, delivering a sharp 'SMACK!' to Josh's upturned bottom, causing the first satisfyingly pink mark to spread across the flawless ivory skin.

Josh jerked involuntarily, he had not expected a gay man to be able to smack so hard, but that first blow had stung a lot. He stiffened in anticipation of the next. Like most bullies Josh had a very low tolerance of pain, as a child he had cried for an hour and thrown a tantrum following a small injection in the bottom, so he had no idea how he would endure what was to come. He gritted his teeth and wondered if the next smacks would be as hard.

He did not have long to wonder, as Adam soon followed up with a second, third and forth slinging slaps to Josh's exposed and vulnerable rear, each harder and more painful than the one which had preceded it. Every smack feeling like a dozen bee stings the hard relentless hand of a gay guy he'd once kicked unconscious continued to assail his perfect bottom.

However, even more painful than the spanking was the humiliation of being spanked by a faggot, in front of an audience which included his girlfriend and a growing crowd of wimpy swimmers, he would never live this down. At that moment a burst of male laughter told him that a futher member of the swim team has joined the audience. Already his facial cheeks were glowing pink with embarrassment, as the cheeks of his buttocks took on a similar shade.

Adam looked down at the prize across his knee, Josh Farrell's magnificent, bare, jock bottom presented to him like some primitive sacrifice, to do with as his wished, and right now his wish was to spank it crimson. He had only seen Josh's ass fleetingly, in the showers, and never so close up before, he had known it was a prime specimen, but until now he had not appreciated what a magnificent object it was. Firm and round, it was muscular, yet still smooth and hairless which made it seem tender and vulnerable, those fine buttocks were now raised towards him like two snowy, yet pinkening, globes, as if inviting him to spank them harder, irrespective of their owner's views on the matter .

Adam was in need no invitation, and vigorously continued to spank Josh's helpless and progressively reddening backside as he had so long dreamed of doing.

He had feared his plan would fail or that really spanking Josh would be a disappointment compared to the fantasy, but now the reality was here, it was so much better than he had imagined, he resolved to relish every second of his vengeance. He grinned with satisfaction on feeling Josh tense before each smack, clearly his palm was causing the intended discomfort to its target. With that he delivered a rapid fire series of hard swats to Josh's burning cheeks, denying Josh the opportunity to prepare himself between smacks, and was rewarded by a snarled profanity from the sore bottomed boy across his lap.

Equally rewarding was the reaction of Stacy, who was staring with open mouthed fascination at her would be seducer's bare bottomed punishment. The success in ensuring that Stacy was present, added hugely to the effect his well deserved comeuppance would have on Josh. It was vital to his plan that Josh was not only spanked, but that he was shamed and humiliated as well. The jock across his knee Josh had humiliated him in public, and now Josh would taste the bitter fruit of humiliation for himself.

Adam glanced across at the fascinated Stacy, if he had judged her right, she was not a girl to keep a secret, through her, and, of course the notoriously indiscreet swimming team, who were also gathering to watch, Josh's spanking would soon be the hottest story on campus.

As he was imagining Stacy rushing to tell all her girlfriends that dreamboat Josh had just gotten' his ass spanked by a gay guy, he saw to his delight that she had taken out he mobile phone and was excitedly filming the scene. This was something Josh had to know about!. Adam lent over and whispered in Josh's ear “Just so you know, your girlfriend is filming me spanked your naked ass!”

In horror Josh looked back over over his shoulder “Oh no! Please Baby don't!” he pleaded, but Stacy carried on filming.

Adam laughed out loud, knowing as well as Josh that, within minutes, pictures of his spanking would be appearing all over campus.

To be continued ...........

Click here to read part 2

The Doctor's revenge

2008-12-06T05:41:00.001-08:00

Tyrell did not recognise the doctor as being the driver of the car he had forced off the road that morning, but Dr Martinez sure recognised him.

"AAAOOOWW!! .. Doc those needles sure hurt!!" he moaned "Do I really need so many injections?...and ...uh ... aren't you supposed to take one out before you stick the... OWWWW! next one in?"

"Trust me fella!" replied the Dr Martinez firmly jabbing another syringe full of vitamin supplement into Tyrell's muscular black backside "I'm a doctor, and I know just what treatment you need!!"

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Thanks to Curtis, who's suggestion inspired this picture.

Blazing arrow

2008-12-01T22:16:00.000-08:00

Those who didn't like the branding iron picture will probably not like this one either!! However, hopefully some may enjoy it.

Torn pants

2008-11-30T22:27:00.001-08:00

Thanks to Spankfan (from the Jockspank blog) for this hot drawing.

Please send any suggestions or contributions to sorebottomedguys@googlemail.com

Poll Results - Justice for Josh

2008-11-29T14:06:00.001-08:00

Well the poll results are in and the results are quite decisive. 73% of those who voted, a total of 177 people, want to see Josh soundly and humiliatingly spanked, bare assed, in front of his girlfriend, hence our handsome bad boy will certainly be going over someone's knee very shortly.

The majority in favor of of giving Josh a spanking was overwhelming, however, other leading results were as follows:

39 votes (16%) were cast in favor if Josh receiving a series of painful injections in his bottom
34 voters (14%) wanted to see a group of guys kick handsome Josh in the butt
26 (10%) thought Josh's perfect 19 year old butt should become a human dart board
while a further 21 (8%) felt that a sun burnt bottom would teach Josh well deserved lesson

It seems that a lot of visitors agree that Josh deserves to become a sore bottomed guy, and they won't be disappointed.

Justice is coming Josh's way, it may take a few days to arrive, but sure as Christmas, destiny is on its way, and it is heading straight towards Josh's bottom

Watch this space

Rick's medical - by Jonathan

2008-11-26T14:52:00.000-08:00

Fear of Needles

2008-11-23T13:30:00.001-08:00

Wild West

2008-11-20T13:34:00.001-08:00

Bad Boy Medicine - by Spryte

2008-11-18T14:56:00.000-08:00

Spryte's new blog MM Spanking and Fantasy Comics is highly recommended for Spryte's great art and fantastic imagination.

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http://www.spankingcomics.blogspot.com/

Poll: What should happen to Josh? # 3

2008-11-17T14:14:00.000-08:00

Handsome, but arrogant, hockey jock, Josh is still unaware that well over two hundred gay men have already voted to decide which painful and humiliating punishment, accident or act of fate will soon befall his tender 19 year old bottom.

However, although he may not know about the vote, but he is becoming aware of the fact that the charmed life he lived up until now was beginning to change. The boy who had always got what ever he wanted and had always won at every thing has suddenly started to experience a spate of very bad luck.

It had begun earlier in the week when, on a very warm day he had gone on a run, wearing nothing but a pair of blue Lycra shorts which showed off his bulging groin which was so admired by so many girls (and guys, although homophobic Josh ignored then). They also showed off his pert behind very nicely, as shown in the photo below.

After running around ten miles, he developed a cramp, which was unusual for such a fit and athletic hunk, and unwelcome for someone with such a low pain threshold as Josh.

In an attempt to ease the pain Josh performed some stretching and bending exercises, presenting a most attractive display of firm Lycra covered buttocks to anyone approaching from behind.

The display became even more appealing when with a sudden ripping noise the tight Lycra surrendered to the strain and tore apart right across the seat, revealing Josh's beautiful white bottom in all its glory.

As Josh was miles from home and had no other clothing, he was obliged to make the journey home in that state, his humiliation made worse by the obvious enjoyment the display if his fully exposed bottom gave his neighbors.

To make matters worse, Josh was so pissed off by what had happened that he forgot to take his sports gear to the gym that evening, and to his horror coach made him work out wearing nothing but his jockstrap, revealing, as the picture below, which was taken by one of his team mates on their mobile phone, and widely circulated, shows that Josh was very much a virgin, at least in one respect.
So far. Josh's bad luck had just been embarrassing and humiliating, however, his luck was obviously changing, and who knows how unlucky he would soon become.

As 74% of those who have voted so far believe that Josh should face the humiliation of being spanked in front of his girlfriend, it now seems inevitable that will happen. However, even after that, Josh's luck is unlikely to improve, among the other options which are doing well in the voting are:

# Josh should receive a series of painful injections in the bottom
# Josh's victims should tie him down and use his butt as a dart board
# Josh's behind should get badly sun burnt
# Josh should get kicked up the butt

If those, or any other options appeal to you, or if you want to add to the majority in favor of a spanking, you can vote in the poll in the right hand column of this blog.

To read more about Josh, and why you should vote, click here.

Yes, Josh's luck is on the change, and it is about to get a lot worse

Branding Iron

2008-11-17T07:37:00.000-08:00

Another careless darts player

2008-11-16T07:10:00.000-08:00

We have received some requests for another dart picture with "more darts", so here is a sore guy with three darts in his butt. Surely that's enough!!

When the bull turns the tables

2008-11-16T07:07:00.000-08:00

Student Protest

2008-11-16T07:04:00.000-08:00

The Tanning Salon

2008-11-15T10:51:00.001-08:00

Cody Custer made a huge mistake when he tried to rob the local gay tanning salon. Two members of staff were working late and they soon caught and overpowered the would be burglar.

"You are in big trouble Dumbo" snarled Dwight Ready, "we are gonna' really tan your butt."

"But first" laughed Clyde Luster "...we are goona' tan your butt!!"

With that the two men grabbed Cody, pulled down his pants and bundled him face down onto one of the sun beds.

Cody was not the sharpest tool in the the box, so it took a few moments for the meaning of Clyde's words to sink in, However, when they did he began to struggle in a desperate but vain attempt to escape from his predicament.

After twenty minutes of tanning your butt will really feel this tawse, chuckled Dwight.
In a state of panic, Cody realized there was no escape, he guessed that a spanking would really sting after a session on the tanning bed.

....... which was a fact he would soon find to be true, as one of his tormentors slammed down the lid and turned up the heat.

The Perils of Bruce Fletcher - by Jonathan

2008-11-15T10:47:00.000-08:00

A forking fantasy

2008-11-14T14:38:00.000-08:00

An early William Higgins "Dury Bound" set - the model with the fork poking his butt worked under the name of "Dreamboat"

Poll: What should happen to Josh? 2

2008-11-13T13:56:00.000-08:00

Ten in the morning, long after Josh should have been up and at college, the indolent youth is still lazing in bed. As he smugly dreams of his prowess of the hockey field and his success with the local girls, Josh is unaware that already 170 gay men have cast votes as to the painful and humiliating treatment fate has in store for his firm, round and athletic, 19 year old, bottom.

The handsome bully has no idea that his crisp white Calvin Klein underpants will soon be pulled down, to expose his vulnerable white butt for all to see as it receives some well overdue punishment.

Right now life seems good to Josh, and he arrogantly believes he will continue to get away with what he has been getting away with up to now, on account of his good looks and his skill with a hockey stick, but all that is about to change. He doesn't know it, but it already seems that he is very likely to suffer the ultimate embarrassment of being spanked bare assed, in front of his latest girlfriend, of who's ample breasts he is currently dreaming. If so, that will be an event so humiliating that he will never be able to look her in the face again, and one made worse by the certain knowledge that she will tell everyone in college.

However, given Josh's rap sheet a single punishment is nowhere near what he deserves, and we at Sore Bottomed Guys believe that his perfect bottom should suffer more than one of the painful punishments currently being voted on. So, those of you who would like to see something other than a spanking inflicted on Josh's butt should still vote because your choice could also come true.

What would you like to happen to Josh's behind? It appears that it will will almost certainly be spanked, but will it also receive painful injections from a mad doctor? Become a human dartboard? Get sun burnt, stung or kicked? Keep voting and find out.

You may think we are being cruel, but the girls Josh has dated and dumped (and worse) won't think it is cruel that his backside should pay for what he did to them, neither will the gay men he has tormented and battered, or the old woman who'd hip was broken in that hit and run DUI accident he never got punished for, or any of his other victims over 19 spoilt and arrogant years. So, you can vote with confidence, knowing he deserves what is coming to him, whatever it is, and feel free to enjoy imagining it.

You can vote in the poll in the right hand column on this blog. To read more about Josh and the sore bottom options in store for him and which you can vote for click here.

If you have any other suggestions as to what you would like to happen to Josh, please feel free to add them to the comments section (anonymously if you prefer) or write to sorebottomedguys@googlemail.com.

Kicking his butt

2008-11-13T11:01:00.000-08:00

Another Jonathan drawing

The Hot seat

2008-11-13T10:59:00.001-08:00

By Jonathan

Rubber Band Spanking

2008-11-12T13:27:00.000-08:00

Rougher than it sounds

Nettle birching

2008-11-12T11:21:00.000-08:00

These images from the Sting nettle birching scene were originally posted to the wonderful Jock Spank blog, but I think they are equally at home here. (Thanks to Ward from Jock Spank)

Stung by a hornet and then spanked - a cartoon story by Jonathan

2008-11-11T11:15:00.000-08:00

I suspect that Jonathan is a a kindred spirit!

Super powered dart in the butt

2008-11-11T10:58:00.000-08:00

Youtube link

Poll: What should happen to Josh?

2008-11-10T15:27:00.000-08:00

This is Josh Bradley, he is an arrogant, straight, college jock. At 19 he is captain of the hockey team and a major babe magnet. However, he treats women badly and loves to beat up on gay guys. Josh thinks he is really cool, but we think he is clearly overdue for a dose of bad luck resulting in a really sore bottom. But what misfortune should befall Josh which will cause his firm 19 year old bubble butt to become so sore? vote in the poll in the right hand column and you might really get to see your vote coming true.

You can vote as many times as you like, and the options are:

1) Spanking: Josh receives a humiliating bare butt spanking in front of his girlfriend

2) Injection: A mad doctor ties Josh across the examination table and gives him a series of painful injections in the butt

3) A group of Josh's victims tie him over a stool and use his butt as a dart board

4) Stung on the butt : Josh sits on an angry hornet

5) Josh is forced to sit bare assed on a hot radiator

6) Josh falls asleep in the sun, a gay guy pulls down his shorts leaving his butt to roast

7) Josh gets kicked in the butt by a group of angry guys

8) a horse kicks Josh up the butt

Any further suggestions as to what should happen to Josh can be added to the comments section, or send an e-mail to
sorebottomedguys@googlemail.com.

You have 14 days to vote and can change your vote at any time. Let me know if you think this is fun. (If enough people vote it is possible that two or more of the above misfortunes may befall our unlucky hero - you decide quite how unlucky he is!)

Candle hazing

2008-11-10T13:41:00.000-08:00

How long can young Sam Cooper keep his butt raised away from the flame as more and more heavy books are piled on top of his dick?

Roped and Speared

2008-11-09T23:04:00.000-08:00

Trash

2008-11-09T12:52:00.001-08:00

Brandon and the cactus

2008-11-09T11:33:00.000-08:00

Sting in the tail

2008-11-09T11:12:00.001-08:00

Ol' Buttwarmer

2008-11-09T11:09:00.000-08:00

Careless with his darts

2008-11-09T11:03:00.000-08:00

Blog header - Prickly landing

2008-11-09T10:31:00.001-08:00