The following story is fiction about teens spankophiles.  The story contains scenes of spanking, nudity and sex in a coed environment.  If these subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

This is Part 2 of the story.  Reading Part 1 first is a necessity.  It is best to start with the introduction to the series.

The Blood Brother ritual described is the authors' invention and does not indicate any formal rites of any culture.  It should be noted that blood carried diseases can be spread by the method described here.

The authors would appreciate your comments – pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions.  Please take a moment to e-mail.

Because Jishnu is proud of his heritage, he uses Apache words and has even taught some to Jeff so here is the small list.  Hovering with your mouse pointer over the words in the text will show you the translation as a tip pointer.

Jishnuvictorious
magaaniiwhite people/race
shiichoograndmother
shiitsooyee   grandfather
naiieecoming of age
ohitikabe brave/courageous
shiaashmy friend
shikizzenmy brother
dikisnblood brother
shidikisnmy blood brother
shijadiierection

Camp Spanko Adventures of Jeff, Jishnu, Shad and Spence
Jishnu and Jeff Go to Camp Spanko (2/2)
By
YLeeCoyote@juno.com & Zyngaru@ml1.net

 

It was pretty late but my cabin mates wanted to play cards with spanks as the bets.  I was not up to doing that so I decided to take a walk.  I slipped on some shorts and a T-shirt and went out leaving them to whack each other.  Unlike Jishnu I did not feel that comfortable naked although I was getting used to it.  I was even getting more accepting of being spanked than when I got here.  I still reacted badly, unlike the others, when I was to get spanked.  Well, at least it wasn't like before when it felt like my stomach was tied up in knots.  Sometimes walking helps me to think things through.

I wandered about and then I heard some spanking sounds.  That really wasn't a surprise but they were coming from the girls' cabin.  I had seen how the guys played with each other in my own cabin and even in the Pit and wondered if the girls did it the same way.  I snuck up to the back of the cabin and peeked in the window.  There was one girl surrounded by four others and she was being stripped.  Had she lost a bet or what?

The last I saw was that they pulled her panties down for just then I was surprised.  There was a bright light.  I was surrounded by loud girls who got some ropes about me.  "You're our prisoner, boy." they declared.  There were more than I could fight and beside I was restrained.  "Come along with us."  There was a flash.  "Unless you want the Head Counselor to deal with you, Pervert."

«Shit!  I had gotten myself into trouble without any help from Jishnu for a change.»  I went along with them.

I was now the one surrounded by a crush of girls who were angry.  I think each of them had tested how well their hands fit on my butt cheeks.  A few had even tested the fit in front.

"A cute boy like you does not have to spy especially when so many of us are naked all day."  My head was hanging in shame.  "You must be punished." they decreed.  I was afraid.  What would they do with me?  I wasn't going to have to wait very long to find out for they quickly removed the rope and pulled off my T-shirt and then my shorts dropped to the floor when they opened them leaving me essentially naked.  They pulled my hands to my side and ordered: "Stay still!"  They put a blindfold on me.  Their hands were all over me while their bodies were up close.  I was surrounded.  I could not run.  They even got my cock up hard despite my fear for it was exciting.  I think that they were also naked because I did not feel clothes but skin and even some hair when they pressed their bodies up against mine.  All I could do was wait.

They stepped back and I was pulled over a lap.  The girl gripped my boner between her thighs and then began to spank me.  Many, I guess all, of them spanked me with their hands.  I cried but not as soon as I usually did.  It seemed to go on forever and then it was over.

They got me up.  "Jeff, we expect that you'll hang around The Spanking Pit tomorrow.  Several girls would like to SPANK you there.  Understood?"

"Yes." I replied and they removed the blindfold.  They were dressed now and told me to go.  I returned to my cabin and got into bed.  My head was spinning remembering the feeling of their naked bodies against mine and their spanking me as I jerked off over and over.

Only much later did I realized that I had NOT been petrified.  I knew I would go to The Spanking Pit and find out what would happen.

* * * * * * * * * *

It was not even a week that Jeff and I had been at Camp Spanko and I had managed to get us both spanked each day as I was told to do.  Now dinner conversation, as you could imagine, was about the day's activities and how each red butt had gotten red.  Our cabin mates had noticed what was happening but I did not pick up on the magaanii undertone meanings that they did not like it and that it should stop.  It was when we were playing cards that things changed.

Jeff had gone outside telling us that he wanted to think about stuff while staring at the stars.  After all, our future is written in them.  Suddenly, the cards got tossed aside and I was surrounded by my four cabin mates.  Trey, Dusty, Marlin and Sam were all about my age and in good shape.  When they grabbed me with two on each side there was not anyway for me to get free.  I was trapped.  "Jishnu, it is not right that you keep getting Jeff into spanking trouble.  You done it every day we've been here.  IT IS GOING TO STOP.  UNDERSTAND!"

I did not get a chance to respond for they forced me to my bunk.  I struggled but they got my arms and legs tied to it.  I was helpless.  My butt was sticking up.  I was silent as that is the Apache way when captured.  Then they started in with the punishment.  First they used their hands but that was nothing to me.  Then it was their belts.  I don't know how many times they hit me.  They were all coming at me at once.  It was continuous.  The pain was immense and I almost cried and yelled like a magaanii boy but my spirit would not allow that shameful act.

When they stopped, I was relieved.  But they were not finished.  Then they used the paddle.  They limited themselves to THREE WHACKS each for a total of TWELVE.  It was worse than anything I had gotten in the spanking club back on the rez.  They caressed my flaming cheeks and each of them pushed a couple of fingers into my hole before they untied me.  "Next time will be rougher, boy." they warned.  "We have things bigger than fingers."

I was beat.  They untied me and I laid prone on my bed.  I couldn't move.  I lay there motionless for a long time trying to understand it all.  My cabin mates cared about Jeff and disapproved of what I was doing just like I did at the interview when I got here.  Did they feel the hurt of Jeff's spanking?  I was supposed to feel that hurt.  Mr. Sego had told me at the start that would make me cry.  After some time I turned my head and got another shock – my pillow was a little wet where my eyes had been.  I had tears!  I had not had tears since I was a baby.  They could not have been from the pain.  Was this a step to my goal?  I hoped so.  I thanked the Great Spirit.

I could not sleep for the pain.  What could I do about the secret mission I had been given by the camp?

* * * * * * * * * *

I was waiting in The Spanking Pit like the girls had required me to so as not to report my spying behavior to Mr. Sego.  I fully expected that I would get two or three spankings just like I saw on my first day here.  I was surprised, however, and most pleasantly.  Jishnu did not want to do anything except go swimming.  I saw his butt and he had lost badly at cards.  Neither of us mentioned it.

A couple of girls came up to me.  The older one, a fifteen year old, explained: "Jeff, my kid sister Niki was quite naughty and rather than tell our parents she has decided she would confess her naughtiness to you because you are the injured party."

"Mr. Jeff, I was a very naughty girl yesterday.  I took my brother's binoculars and went spying and peeping in windows.  I saw you naked.  I'm sorry I spied.  I won't do it again.  Please spank me for my misbehavior."

I had to think a bit.  "Yes, that is very naughty indeed and you have earned a good hard spanking."  I led her over to a spanking place and undressed her.  She was about my age and it was exciting.  I pulled off her blouse which exposed her just budding breasts.  Then I opened her shorts and let them fall to the ground.

"Please, not bare, Mr. Jeff." she pleaded.

"You know better than that, Niki.  Spankings are always on the bare bottom."  I then pushed down her panties getting a good look at her pussy with its little bush.  I had to concentrate to remember that I was to spank her.  I pulled her over my lap and got a good grip on her waist just like Dad held on to me.  I caressed her bottom a bit then gave her six spanks on each side.  She was crying so I stopped and lifted her up.  She grabbed me about the neck and continued to cry for a while.

I expected them to leave but I was surprised for Niki dropped to her knees between my feet and immediately opened my shorts letting my hard cock spring free.  Before I could say a word she had wrapped her lips about my cock and I was getting my first blow job.  I didn't know enough then to slow her down so I came in just a couple of minutes and she swallowed it all.  Then just as suddenly she jumped up and ran off with her sister.  I guess she liked what she saw when she was peeping.

The next pair of girls that came had an entirely different objective.  They came to spank me for being a peeping Tom.  They did not want to role play but to spank.  They quickly stripped me and had me bend over for a strapping with a belt from the first.  The second took me over her lap and used a hairbrush.  I was crying like I usually do when spanked.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Let's be alone today, shiaash." Jishnu said after breakfast.  "I want to talk, think and meditate with you."  It sounded like a great idea.  Less than two weeks ago I was petrified of spanking and now I've OD'ed on it.  Also, the idea of us being alone was terribly appealing for I was developing special feelings for him.  We got the necessary permission to hike to a quiet place on the mountain over looking the Camp and its pond.

Jishnu insisted that we be silent on the way up and even when we arrived so as to commune with nature.  It was a very welcome change from the noise of the Camp we had for a week.  We went au natural only carrying small pouches with lunch, water and sunscreen.  Jishnu even let his hair fall free so it covered his back.

It was beautiful with the world spread out in its full summer greenery and glistening blue water.  I could imagine that I was Mowgli with his beloved Bagheera on one side and the wise Baloo on the other.  We must have been there an hour when Jishnu took my hand, looked deep into my eyes and spoke.  He was unusually soft but there wasn't any doubting his feelings.

"Shiaash will you honor me by becoming shidikisn?"

I was stunned for I had those same feelings for several days now.  I did not hesitate a second.  "It will be my honor shikizzen."  I threw my arms about him and he returned the hug.  "When?" I asked.

"NOW!" he responded with great joy.

He had come prepared.  Hidden in his pouch was a tiny bag with traditional medicines and a small flint blade that he always carried.  "I treasure this blade which belonged to my Shiitsooyee.  Because we loved each other, Shiichoo gave it to me when he joined with the Great Spirit.  I know that Shiitsooyee would approve of you and that we will use his blade this day."

I was speechless.  Fortunately, Jishnu knew what we had to do and explained.  I gave him my right wrist and he made a cut.  I did not notice the pain.  He gave me the blade and I cut his right wrist and then my own left.  He finished up by cutting his left wrist.

We pressed our wrists to each other in both combinations to let our blood flow and mingle while swearing eternal fraternal fidelity to each other.

Now we were dikisn.

"I'm so happy shidikisn." he purred and I echoed the feeling.

We talked how Camp Spanko had changed us, given us something extra that we could never have dreamed of – each other.  Then he sprang a second surprise.  He invited me to visit on the rez so that I could see his world and be welcomed by his tribe.  How could I refuse?  "I have to get permission."  I got my phone (which we were required to carry for safety reasons) and called home.  I had to convince Dad that all was well and I just wanted permission to visit a new friend on his rez.  It's on the way home so it is just stopover on the train.  Dad gave me permission.  Jishnu called his mother but talked such rapid Apache that I couldn't even recognize the few words he had taught me.  He explained that it was because of respect for his mother that he needed to ask and she would tell his cousin that there would be two of us returning to the rez.

Once we stopped bleeding, although we were quite messy, we had lunch.  Sitting close basking in our new relation, I spoke: "shidikisn a big brother must spank his little brother."  He smiled and got me into position over his lap.  He caressed my butt for a while and then began to spank me with his hand.  I'm sure that it was the most loving spanking ever.  He started very gently then worked up to a few real spanks.  Those hurt but it was a good hurt for I had a shijadii and could feel that he was also hard.

"Your hot red butt is so sexy." he said as he rubbed some lotion on it even getting into my crack and hole.

"Do it," I said,  "Fuck me shidikisn."  He put me on my back and raised my legs and gently pressed his cock into me as we looked into each other eyes.  He kissed me when he came.  It was truly wonderful.

Our cabin mates understood why we were so messy when we explained we had become blood brothers.  They wanted to know if we did anything special and Jishnu said: "I spanked shidikisn."  They all smirked like they suspected that a lot more had happened.

* * * * * * * * * *

It is strange for this is the first day that my butt hasn't been spanked since we got here.  It is a welcome relief although I definitely am not as scared of being spanked as I was a week ago.

The next morning the talk about available activities at breakfast was the "school" was open for student, prefect and teacher/master play.  I have a cousin in the UK who tells me tales of how his dad and uncle were beaten in school.  I haven't any such tales of paddling here to match his stories.  Well, I want to get one so it is off to school.

We get the proper outfits from the Camp's role play wardrobe.  It is so strange getting dressed in those silly uniforms with short pants, er, trousers.  I had some pictures taken.  As we enter the classroom, the Prefect, one of the older campers, also in uniform inspects us.  I'm glad that Jishnu and I followed the instructions carefully.  A few students are declared not properly dressed and must get a slippering.  They are called to the front.  One by one they bend over and the Prefect gives each of them three hard whacks with a slipper.  It sounds painful.  They return to their seats.

The Master comes in.  We have a few minutes of class and then he collects homework, er, prep.  The British talk differently.  Three of us have not done it so we are up for the cane.  This is a more serious business.  We stand at the front for six-of-the-best, or in my case since I was in shorts, just four.  We must remove our blazers and then drop our trousers and pants before bending over.  The other two are first and they are quiet so I hear only the switch and the impact.

I was not prepared for the pain when the cane connects with my ass so I yell and jump up.  The master orders me to stay in position or there will be extras.  The second one hurts even more so I jump up again.  As I get into position , I am thinking of running away like a wimp but I don't want to do that for both Shad and Jishnu would be ashamed of me.  Suddenly, Jishnu is there holding my arms so I can not move.  "Ohitika dikisn." he whispers, "Ohitika dikisn."  The cane swishes and cuts three more times.  I am in great pain but I want to be ohitika so I don't cry like a sissy wimp.  The two boys before me did not cry nor yell so that is how it should be done.

Jishnu has lifted me so I am standing and he is hugging me.  I'm hugging him back.  He is sobbing as he tells me that it is over.

* * * * * * * * * *

It was at dinner with just three days left for camp.  "Guys, I need something from each of you."  That got their attention and they all shut up and looked at me.  "I need a spanking."  They were shocked hearing it from me for the first time.  "I want each of you to spank me starting this evening in the cabin.  I have to know that I can do this."

"What kind of a spanking, Jeff?" asked Marlin.  He is the oldest and has been here before so he knew what to ask.

"Just a regular father/son spanking for a routine fuck up like missed chores or bad behavior at school.  One this evening, three tomorrow and then from Jishnu the next morning."

"Anything for a cabin mate." smiled Trey.

I was a little, hell, a lot nervous about this but I had to test myself.  They were all bigger, stronger and older than I.  I had to know if this had been a successful adventure.

Right after dessert, Trey grabbed me by the arm.  "We have to have a talk young man about your not cutting the lawn today."

"Yes, Sir." I was able to say without my gut turning inside out or worse.

Trey led me down to The Spanking Pit and the others followed.  There was a spot available and he took it.  Without wasting a moment, he asked me why I was getting spanked and opened my pants and yanked them down as I answered: "Not doing my chores, Sir."  Then in a flash I was over his lap and getting spanked.  It was a real spanking but not extreme.  I sobbed a bit but I was not a total wimp.

The guys congratulated me on my achievement.  Jishnu seemed like he had a speck in his eye.

In the morning it was Dusty's turn.  He got me before breakfast.  I was still in bed when he pulled the cover off me.  "Young man I will not allow you to speak to your mother like you did last night."  He sat down on my bed, pulled me over his lap and spanked away.  He hit very hard and I yelled.  Trey and Sam were holding Jishnu back so that he would not interfere.  It hurt but I survived and was proud of myself.  I hoped that Jishnu was also proud of me.

We had finished swimming and were heading for the mess hall when Marlin detoured to the Spanking Pit.  "I told you that you would feel my belt on your naughty bottom if you did not shape up." he barked, "Now bend over, boy."  It hurt – each and every cut but I stayed in position for the five he dished out.  Jishnu said he was proud of me which made me so happy.

I expected Sam to wait until after dinner but he got me right in the swimming area with his flip-flop.  "You were told not to splash anyone and that included your brother."  He just bent me over, held me tight and gave me my due with his flip-flop.  It took all my will power not to bawl although I did sob a bit.  Jishnu was all misty as we headed for dinner.

My appetite was good at dinner.  I was almost through with my test.  At dinner the guys all said nice stuff about me and suggested that Jishnu spank me this evening.  He did not look happy about it at all.

A couple of hours later, I got across his lap with all the guys watching and all he could do was give me a few love taps.  I had to beg him to help me and the others who had thought they would have to restrain him joined in.  It took a while before he managed five real spanks and he was crying.

I explained to the guys that my problem was being a wimp and now my kid brother would not laugh at me any more and I thanked them for their help.  I also said that Mr. Sego had told me to buddy up with Jishnu because we could help each other.  Jishnu had to be pushed into telling what his problem was.  It was a surprise for all of us.  Just like me, he felt that he had solved his problem by understanding magaanii ways better and even more important getting to empathize with the spanker.  He also explained that he had been ordered to get me into trouble but thanked the guys for beating him because of it.  "That got me on the right track."

The guys wanted to apologize but he said they did the right thing.  I thanked them also.  But there was one more thing – Jishnu said that I had to spank, no paddle him hard because of the hurt he caused me.  I did not want to do that any more than he wanted to spank me but I was convinced it was absolutely necessary.

Jishnu bent over and I got the paddle.  I swung it at his ass three times and had to quit.  Our cabin mates all helped me give the other four pops by swinging the paddle with me.  Both Jishnu and I cried.

* * * * * * * * * *

It is the last full day for us in Camp Spanko.  I am happy that I came for I have learned much.  Jeff is also happy for he no longer is scared of spanking and thus is not a certified wimp.  He is looking forward to showing his kid brother that he is now brave.  But the two of us have something super special for we are now dikisn.

It was during the morning swim that the problem arose and I don't mean my dick.  There is this nasty (and that's the polite word) girl that I bumped into spilling her drink.  She called me a naughty boy and demanded that I submit to her for a spanking.  That was ridiculous.  We argued some but Jeff solved the problem in a wonderful way.

"Heather, you can spank me instead.  Jishnu is my blood brother and his culture does not permit what you demand."

Evidently, Heather did not care what boy she spanked as long as she spanked a boy so she agreed.  We all went over to The Spanking Pit where Heather sat down.  Bravely, Jeff said: "I'm sorry that I spilt your drink.  Please spank me for my misbehavior."  Then he got over her lap.

She spanked hard.  Far harder than reasonable and Jeff yelled.  When she raised her hand for the sixth spank it was grabbed by Mr. Geobel (one of the Camp's Leaders).  "That's more than enough, young lady.  You have earned yourself a spanking for breaking the rules."  Everyone who was watching applauded.  Jeff got up and I held him.

Mr. Geobel got Heather naked which was something she was very unhappy about and then over his lap.  It was a delight to hear the loud spanks as his hand crashed down on her tender butt over and over turning it fiery red and turning on a Niagara of tears.  She was then required to do corner time.  The corner here was just a couple of painted lines so one is exposed both fore and aft which she was unhappy about also.

Of course, I am super proud of shidikisn.  I am also in his debt for he saved my honor as well as showing his bravery.

At dinner they gave out awards for silly things.  Only one was significant and that was that Jeff got a light weight tawse.  He was delighted and knew exactly what he would do with it but refused to say.

* * * * * * * * * *

The change in mood was evident at breakfast on this returning home day.  Most of the campers were a little sad.  Here at Camp Spanko we all could indulge in our favorite activity – spanking – without any disapproval.  As a bonus nudity was also accepted.  A few, like me, just like to be nude and it's most reasonable to require that freshly spanked butts should be exposed for all to enjoy.  That, incidentally, includes the spankees who often want to show off.  As you might expect a lot of the guys and gals indulged in last minute spankings so as to return home with that nice warm feeling.

Jeff and I have those feelings, of course, but he is not going home but coming to visit me on the rez.  I'm going to introduce him to my family and tribe as my new shidikisn.  Tradition requires that he pass some manhood tests but I'm totally confident that he will do them as easily as an eagle snatching a running rabbit off the ground.  His special act yesterday will be the first and the swim test will be easy for him.

Although our train is not until 6pm, we have to leave early because several have flight times in the early afternoon.  The trip is uneventful and we don't enjoy anyone getting spanked on the trip.  Mr. Sego gets the other four guys checked in at three different terminals for four different flights so that they have time to clear security.  Then Jeff and I get a treat.  We go to the La Brea Tar Pits.  It is a fascinating place which is a lot more interesting than the airport or train station and we have several extra hours before train time.

I have to wonder how my ancestors' manhood tests were back then with those huge predators far bigger than we have in our forest now.  We eat and get to the train station with time to spare.  Mr. Sego has been checking off that the others have gotten on their flights for they all have reported in.  He sees us board and is happy as he has fulfilled his responsibilities.

I will be alone with shidikisn for the twelve hour trip.  My cousin Itza-chu will be waiting to take us to my home.  We talk and talk about camp and the rez until we are rocked asleep by the great train.

Continue with: Jishnu Brings Jeff Home to the Reservation (1/2)

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