Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2017 18:34:32 +0000 (UTC) From: J. Brahms Subject: Rob's Summer Adventures, Part 14 Rob's Summer Adventures, Part 14 Jay Spanks Vic This story doesn't include Rob or his Dad, or any of the other boys. Just Jay and the waiter Vic. A few days after the dinner with Rob's Dad, Jay was finishing up his evening meal at home when his cell phone rang. He didn't recognize the number, but was expecting that Vic would call, likely sooner than later, so picked up. Indeed, it was Vic. "Is this Jay?" he asked, sounding eager. "Yes, speaking." "Good! This is Vic - from the restaurant." "Hi! I'm glad you called. What's up?" "Well, I was given your card, so figured I'd call and. . ." he ran out of ideas as to how to proceed. What he wanted was an invitation, but wasn't comfortable just asking outright. "I knew my buddy would pass that along. Good. I'd have dealt with him if he hadn't." No sound on the line. Sometimes this type of comment got a gasp or intake of breath from the young man on the other end. No matter. "I would like to meet you. When are your days off?" "The next two days." "Good. Here's my address." Jay gave him all the information. Come by around six o'clock tomorrow and we'll have dinner. I'm told I'm a good cook. Since you're a waiter, you'll be able to be a good judge of that. No need to dress up." None at all, especially as whatever Vic would be wearing he would not be wearing for long. Jay always enjoyed these first visits. His friend at the restaurant never revealed to Vic that an evening with Jay almost always came with a bare bottom spanking; a fully naked, bare bottom spanking. Lads such as Vic assumed, justifiably, that they were in for some hot sex with an attractive slightly older man. That would come true, but not necessarily on the first, or even second, visit. Jay liked to pick out lads who he felt could use a "taking down" and Vic showed every sign of being one of them. The next day Jay gave no real thought to his visitor for the evening, other than to plan an easy meal thus giving himself more time for the real business at hand. Promptly at six the door buzzer sounded. Jay often wondered how long these first-timers had been downstairs in their eagerness, waiting impatiently for six o'clock to arrive. He buzzed Vic into the building and cracked the door so the young man could let himself in. It wasn't long. "Hi," Vic called out as he came through the door. "C'mon in. Shut the door behind you," Jay answered in friendly tones. He had just put something in the oven which would need a half-hour, so there was time for a tour of the apartment and a glass of wine before eating. The weather was cooler now, so they would eat inside, but the curtains were open, giving a view of the balcony and the city view beyond. Vic shucked off his jacket which Jay took and hung up in the front closet. "Let me give you a quick tour of the place while dinner is in the oven," Jay said. Vic had already seen enough of the apartment to want to see more. Jay, as he so often did, was amused with a young man's eagerness. He indicated the bathroom, which he always showed first so that guests would know where it was. Next was the guest room. Vic was impressed. Finally, Jay's room with its king size bed and large bathroom, complete with Jacuzzi. If Vic was impressed with the guest room, he was about speechless with what he saw here. Jay had made a point of leaving the hairbrush in a conspicuous spot, which he always did with someone new he intended to spank. It was always interesting to notice if they saw it or not and what the reaction was. Vic did seem to notice though from all indications it did not register why it might be out in a spot other than where Jay did his grooming. Tour done, Jay led his guest back to the kitchen/dining area, poured two glasses of wine and proceeded to get to know Vic. Vic's story was hardly unique. He'd come here to go to college, liked it, and stayed. He didn't really want to be a waiter, but the work was steady and the tips good, so until he landed a job that was what he wanted, this would do. He'd known he was gay since he was ten or so, but didn't really do much until college. Not an unusual story. Jay asked about some of his preferences. "Well, I guess I like guys a bit older, like you," he smiled and Jay returned it. "Or like the one you were with the other day. He looks like he could be a 'dad,' which isn't quite what I mean by older, but he had an air about him. Very good looking, too." Vic hesitated about asking the obvious - did they have sex that night? - so left it unsaid, figuring he'd find out sooner or later. Jay chuckled. "As it turns out, he is a Dad, the father of a young man who worked for me as a summer intern." "Not the young guy you were with the first time I waited on you..." "Exactly." "Wow! Did you do them both?" That was out of Vic's mouth and he immediately wished he hadn't said it. Yes, he wanted to know, but he also knew it was way too forward with someone he had only just met. Jay now laughed. "I'll tell you more as we get to know each other, but for now all you need to know is that I tend not to go for men older than I am." Vic took that, correctly, as saying that Jay and Dad had not hooked up. "You are a presumptuous one, aren't you?" Jay said, giving Vic a very direct look. The look, rather than the comment, had an effect on Vic. He didn't feel nervous - the boss wouldn't have sent him here if Jay were a weirdo - but something about that look sent a message. A message he'd not received from a man other than his father. "Yeah, I guess I can be sometimes. Please excuse me." "Oh, it happens, but it also can have its rewards," Jay said, purposely phrasing it to put a question in Vic's mind. It did! Jay did some casual questioning to learn about Vic's domestic situation. Typical of men his age he was sharing an apartment. He had one roommate, a casual friend who had needed to team up to afford an apartment. He also was gay and they'd had a couple of fun times, but it wasn't going to go further than that. Vic hadn't really been dating - no time with his job! Jay said he understood. Wine glasses were near empty. Jay refilled them as the timer sounded. He took the food out of the oven and let it sit for a moment. Quickly he set two places, produced salads from the refrigerator, and they sat down to the first course. Conversation continued. Jay was quite expert at eliciting information without providing much of his own, yet with his partner not feeling the talk was as one-sided as it truly was. By the meal's end Jay knew quite a bit, and shared some details of his own life. A little more wine and he'd get around to the real subject at hand and the real business of the evening - Vic's spanking. Jay went for some flattery, letting Vic know how good he looked in his waiter's outfit. Vic's reaction told Jay that flattery was working. Some general discussion of clothes with Jay maneuvering it to how tight Vic's black pants were and speculation that the view likely garnered Vic some good tips. Vic smiled broadly. "Sure does! Sometimes things I don't want, either, but I survive." "Do tell," Jay responded. "Well, a lot of guys, especially older ones, want to grab it. Now, I don't mind my butt being touched, however at work it can be a little disconcerting." "I can imagine. I noticed it looks pretty good in these pants, too." Flattery worked again and, as Jay expected, Vic shifted a bit in his chair, the always clear sign that an erection was starting. Good. "Do you mind giving me another look?" Jay asked, innocently. Between wine and flattery, Vic was only too happy to oblige. Even with the evident bulge in front, he stood and turned his back to Jay. "May I?" Jay asked, then put a hand on Vic's butt before being given permission. No matter, Vic found it very exciting. So as not to push too far too quickly, Jay let Vic sit down, but now did turn the conversation towards the absence of clothes. Vic said he could be a bit shy in the gym locker room (not the gym Jay used). He didn't know why, because he knew it didn't matter. He was working on that. Sometimes he slept nude, but didn't do much naked at home. Jay opened up a bit more, telling Vic about his life-long naked lifestyle. Vic was fascinated. This led to some childhood stories and soon Jay was hearing about Vic's childhood discipline. He'd been spanked up until puberty and not since. Jay smiled to himself - that would change very soon. The broke off the chat for dessert. That done, they took a few minutes to clear the dishes, Vic helping. Jay appreciated that, plus it made it easier to apply a couple of light test swats. Vic made no objection. "I've noticed at the restaurant that you can have a bit of a cocky attitude. Not necessarily good for a waiter." "Well, I guess. . . But so far it hasn't caused me any trouble." "So far. That is going to change tonight, my friend." With that, Jay planted a half dozen serious swats on Vic's designer jeans. Vic was too startled to protest and something told him it would be futile. "You need a good spanking, Vic, and you know it, don't you?" Vic gulped, yet nodded his head. It made no sense, but he had ceded control to Jay. Immediately and with no resistance. Memories of childhood spankings came back and now he remembered why the look Jay gave him earlier seemed familiar. It was like the one his father gave him when he was in for a spanking. Now his bottom felt a tingle as he remembered spankings past and contemplated the one that now seemed inevitable. He was nervous in anticipation, yet knew he wanted the experience, too. This all was a familiar sight to Jay who was pleased that Vic was turning out to be so compliant. Sometimes it took a bit of work to get to delivering the deserved spanking. Jay slipped easily into the proper dominant mode. "Let's get these clothes off." The tone let Vic know this was not open for discussion. Often Jay had a newcomer naked earlier, which helped enforce the power dynamic, as he remained clothed. Still, this was working just fine. Vic did not rush to undress, nor did he dawdle. As Jay expected, he showed a fine physique. Also, as was inevitable, Vic's nervousness had produced an erection which was most impressive. Not overly large, but certainly one that he could be proud of! When Vic was naked Jay nodded and said "good boy." As he had with Rob and so many others, Jay led Vic to the couch, seated himself in the center and took the young man over his lap. Vic in place, Jay rested a hand on his bottom - his very spankable bottom! - and told him why spankings were beneficial even to a man of Vic's age, why tonight's spanking was important, and what it would be. Jay waited patiently for a "yes, sir" then went to work. Not too hard at first, but he had Vic's attention. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, slowly building up the intensity, though not the speed. So far Vic was doing a good job taking it stoically. Jay was not out to break him, but he wanted a reaction, to know that the message was getting through. He got to twenty and paused. Now five more, firmer than the previous, were delivered to Vic's pinkening bottom. Jay was rewarded with some grunts as each swat landed. That was better! This part done, Jay lightly rubbed Vic's bottom and said "good boy." Vic wasn't sure how he felt about Jay calling him a "good boy" - he was no longer a boy! At the same time something felt right about it. Rest done, Jay said, "In my bedroom is a hairbrush on a dresser. I'm sure you saw it earlier and now you know why it is there. Please get it and bring it back to me." Vic let out an "ugh" but got up, sporting a firm erection. Jay admired the lad's butt as it went down the hall. Vic had seen the brush, but had paid no attention, so it took a moment for him to find it. He returned, his erection bobbing up and down as he walked. Jay noted a close, expertly done, circumcision, leaving a nice round knob, now ready for "polishing." That would come later, though. Jay guided the young man over his lap again. "This will not be a hairbrush spanking that you would get for bad behavior, however I think it is good to let a young man know what the brush feels like, right from the start. Ready?" "Yes, sir." "Good boy." With that a "lucky seven" came down on Vic who now cried out on each one, to Jay's satisfaction. The color was good, too, when it was over. Jay gave Vic a moment to collect himself, then had him move so as to sit in Jay's lap. As with most boys, when seated in Jay's lap he put his arms around Jay's shoulder. While he whimpered a bit, he did not give way to tears. Not everyone did. Jay held him, now and then saying "good boy" quietly. Again Vic found himself initially bothered by that, yet all of this had been done in a way that made him feel secure and, in a way, like a boy. After a few minutes, as his trust in Jay increased, he quietly asked "can we do this again?" Jay greatly enjoyed those rare times when the lad initiated the long-term spanking relationship. Most agreed to it, but usually needed Jay's prompting. "Of course, my boy. You have seen right away that this is good for you. That is excellent. We can talk later about how to proceed. Right now you need to rest and think about what happened tonight." Vic said nothing, but held on as he was. Tonight would be spanking only, no lovemaking. That would come in the future. In the meantime, though, Jay knew a reward was in order and was quite eager to get his hands on Vic's impressive erection, which had not subsided. After a few more minutes he said it was time to go to the bedroom. Vic did as told. Jay had him lie back on the bed. Initially he ran a finger up and down the underside of Vic's cock, which quickly had him gasping in erotic delight. Sensing when Vic was ready, Jay put some lube on him and slowly worked him, backing off a couple of times until he had Vic begging, "Please, sir, please let me cum!" Jay showed mercy and Vic exploded - a most satisfying orgasm for both of them. "I can't remember when I've cum that hard!" Vic said after his breathing returned to normal. "Good boy. There will be more." Jay helped him clean up, told him the shower was available if he wanted it. Vic said yes, he would quickly shower. That done, Jay gave Vic another hug and said it was time for him to go home. Reluctantly Vic dressed. Plans were made for a phone call soon. With another thank you Vic was out the door. Jay felt it was a satisfying evening and that he had a good new subject. He and Rob talked by phone and email often; it will be fun to fill in Rob on this.