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Big Paw

... Their naked butts were bright red and they were crying. They were struggling but could not get up. He called but they replied -- not! Without thinking he rushed forward and gave each of them a shake. Blake thought that they were trying to respond but they still remained d****d over the log. They seemed to try to move but couldn't and he could not see any restraints holding them in place. They were responsive but did not make any intelligible sounds. &#034A fine mess you got yourselves in.&#034 Blake mused as he considered the problem. Running for help did not quite seem to be the thing for it would get them all into trouble and he did not want his butt looking -- and feeling -- like those of his buddies. &#034You're staying in position like you haven't been spanked enough.&#034 With that he gave each of them a couple of spanks on each cheek. &#034Is this what you need?&#034 he joked. Right after Blake gave them those couple of gentle spanks they responded. They were still d****d over the log but they were now trusting their red-hot butts out at him. «It's almost like they want more spanks.» thought Blake. So he gave them several more spanks this time harder than before. They continued to thrust their asses out like they were asking for more. Blake also sensed a change that the ambience was now less tense. He was, naturally, puzzled by all of this. Then he thought he heard voices. They were very faint but clear nevertheless. They sounded like his friends but they still could ...

... not talk. It did not matter which way he turned for they always seemed to be coming from in front of him even if he covered his ears. Then it dawned on him -- he was hearing them inside his head. «SPANK ME, Blake, You must spank me.» He could not resist his friends' pleads and spanked them both even though their tails were hot and red before he started. Then they slumped down and the pleads changed. «Enough! Enough! Enough!» Blake stopped. They yelped a bit. But the next response was not anything that he expected. They howled and wiggled their hot red butts like they indeed wanted something else as well. Blake was far enough into the beginnings of puberty and being a chronic masturbator that he noticed that his jeans had gotten tight. He opened them so that he could rise to the occasion and be more comfortable as it seemed to be the right thing to do. He caressed both sets of hot buns and got the feeling that his caresses were most welcome. When his fingers slipped into their cracks and touched the hidden holes they practically sucked his fingers in. He noticed that their holes were slippery; «Had his friends been fucked?» he wondered. Then inside his head he heard new pleadings. «Fuck me, Blake, you must fuck me.» As before, although not real voices, they sounded just like his friends. He was driven by new urge and moved closer to Wade so that his rampant shaft seemed to be sniffing at his hole. Then before he realized it, he pressed forward and was in his friend. He loved ...