The Portrait of a Strict Disciplinarian

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Brad continued to beat his way through the remaining mandatory birchings as he settled down as Warden of Highgate School, with DD always in attendance at every flogging, after which sexually highly aroused as they both always were, they went back to their house and indulged in the hardest of hard sex together: sex which bore no relationship to the normal sex that they enjoyed together as true lovers.  Under Brad’s direction the cane regained its role as part and parcel of everyday life at the School. Behaviour among the inmates improved rapidly as they saw that even for the slightest misdemeanour their backsides would suffer a monumental beating. Pain is the name of the game became the byword of visits to the punishment room, where the Warden regularly dispensed justice with a generosity that left the recipient limping away with an agonisingly painful backside. Brad quickly became both feared and respected by all the inmates.

But their lives took on an additional and exciting aspect as they benefitted from the proximity and sexual availability of Liam and Brett. Not wishing to look a gift horse in the mouth, Brad and DD and finding themselves with a pair of ready and willing sex partners more or less on their door step, decided to invite both Liam and Brett to spend the next Sunday afternoon with them in their house on the School grounds. The precise reason for the invitations was left vague, but everyone knew that sex would figure high on the agenda.

When Liam and Brett arrived, Liam was carrying a long cylindrical case normally used for carrying fishing tackle, but which, as Liam later revealed, contained a selection of rattan punishment canes. Liam explained: “Guys, it really is nice of you to invite Brett and me to spend this afternoon with you, which we have sort of divined, reading between the lines, was not simply an invitation to enjoy tea and Eccles Cakes together. And so, thinking ahead of what might add to the pleasure of this afternoon’s amusements, for which we assume you already have something in mind, Brett and I, both  of whom, as you saw from the stripes on our buttocks at the meeting last week, are ardent devotees of taking a dose of corporal punishment from time to time, thought that as we were all together and that as you Brad, in your professional life regularly wield the cane on the backsides of miscreant internees’ at the School, might enjoy flogging two guys who willingly offer their own buttocks to be beaten.  I know it might sound absurd to you, but both Brett and I enjoy having our arses thrashed, especially prior to sex, which I guess might figure largely in this afternoon’s programme; the sex that is, not the beatings.”

Liam’s request immediately took Brad back to his first Brotherhood meeting in Oxford, at which he had met the late Simon, the first true love of his life. It was at that meeting that Brad had submitted his own backside for the very first – and also the last time – to the bite of the cane. As Brad’s career as a strict disciplinarian had developed out of that occasion, on which he had first been introduced to the practice of consensual corporal punishment, Liam’s proposition fell on totally receptive ears; Brad enjoyed nothing more than fucking an arse which he had just beaten. And he saw that as both Liam and Brett were, in his view, stark raving mad in their desire to have their arses thrashed prior to sex, the opportunity to persuade DD to make his first tentative attempt to flog an arse himself and then go on to fuck it.

Moreover, the erotic nature of this afternoon’s activities could be heightened by the fact that all four of them could strip stark-naked, before starting what was to be a four-man fuckfest. So not only would DD and he have the pleasure (he fervently hoped that DD would find it a pleasure) of flogging two attractive arses and then going straight on and shafting them, but the beatings could be performed with both the beaters and the beaten stark naked. As it is the eye which first arouses the sexual desire in man, a four-man, naked flogging should provide a mouth-wateringly arousing stimulus to the sex which would inevitably follow.

So Liam, having received the nod of approval, opened up the long carrying-case and extracted two rattan canes, handing one each to Brad and DD, thereby tacitly making DD complicit in the entire scene which was about to be enacted. DD looked desperately at Brad to save him from an act, which although he had witnessed Brad relentlessly flog countless internees both at Moulton Midmarsh and, more recently, at Highgate, he had never performed himself. Brad decided not to let DD off the hook and simply smiled and gave him the thumbs-up sign. After all, in Brad’s mind, Liam and Brett were both out of their tiny minds to allow DD and himself loose on their naked arses with a punishment cane; but if that was what they wanted, then who were DD and he to refuse them their pleasure. 

Brad felt sure that once DD had experienced for himself the tremendous sexual arousal and the sense of Schadenfreude at the pain he was inflicting, he would come to terms with the fact that thrashing a willing subject prior to having sex with him, was also a very enjoyable experience. The willingness and desire of the recipients themselves to be caned moved the act of flagellation from being one of punishment to one giving pleasure: to be sure a strange idea of pleasure to the average guy, but to those who craved the sting of the cane, an agreeable adjunct to their sex lives nevertheless. So as the recipients enjoyed it, why should the purveyor of the undoubted pain of the cane, not also derive a certain satisfaction from a job well-done.

Two dining chairs were placed seat to seat facing one another. The four dramatis personae stripped off and prepared themselves for the parts they were to play in the well-nigh phantasmagorical drama which was about to take place. Even without the floggings, any observer who had been privileged to see the young men naked, would have had the pleasure of admiring a group of four perfectly proportioned young males, muscular, but not overdone, each of whom had a cock which the average male, whether gay or straight, would have given his eye teeth to possess: so great is the respect that goes with sexual athleticism. Each of them was blessed by nature with a large, well-proportioned penis, all of which had that rubbery quality that even when flaccid, as they now were, allowed the shaft to curve gracefully downwards over pairs of high-held balls. It is hard to imagine a group of four more physically attractive, better equipped young men preparing for an afternoon of gay sex; in fact, they could well have been four professional actors preparing to shoot an up-market porn video.

The moment of truth had finally arrived. Brad positioned himself to the left of Liam.  DD, nervously holding his cane in his right hand, stood to the left of Brett, so that the two floggers were facing each other diagonally across two pairs of well-presented buttocks eagerly waiting to be thrashed. DD was obviously expecting some guidance in this his maiden flogging from the highly experienced Brad. Brad said to the two supplicants, both whom still bore faint traces of their last encounter with the cane across their buns: “Gentlemen, prepare yourselves to receive 12 parallel cuts of the cane each. As variety is said to be the spice of life, we will begin by DD giving Brett six cits and my giving Liam the same; after which we will change places and I will give Brett his final six cuts whilst DD does the same for Liam. And Liam and Brett, may God have mercy on your respective arses, as neither DD nor I will spare you. You have asked us to beat you and as professional dispensers of discipline, neither DD, under my guidance, nor I intend to disappoint you.”

“Go ahead, Brad; do your best on our backsides. Brett and I are looking forward to being flogged by you both. I know it is hard for either of you to understand that there are guys like us, who enjoy the sting of a thorough flogging prior to sex. It goes without saying that the reason for your invitation today is for the four of us to enjoy an afternoon of sex together, to which we imagine you two guys are looking forward as much as we are. All I can say to encourage you is that in flogging us, you will turn both of us on, so that the post-flogging sex we have together will be, for all of us, the most enjoyably intense experience ever. So go ahead; whack our backsides as hard as you can as that is what we both want. Although we are both willingly offering our backsides to be flogged, we want to be treated exactly as you treat delinquents in the School; don’t hold back at all; just lay it on.”

“Well, DD, you heard the man; let’s get started. Just follow my lead and try to lay on each cut parallel to the previous one.” Brad laid his cane on Liam’s arse just below the bottom of his back and nodded to DD to follow suit on Brett’s arse, which DD duly did. Then quite deliberately with no haste, he raise the cane well above his head and brought it crashing down with great precision to mate with Liam’s naked flesh at the top of his buttocks in the exact spot where he had first laid it.  The characteristic, angry red furrow with well defined edges formed almost instantly. If Brad had expected a howl of pain from Liam, he was disappointed, as Liam remained stoically silent.   Brad looked at DD and nodded to him to make what was to be his maiden stroke, which to Brad’s surprise in view of his partner’s hitherto revulsion at the act of flagellation, he accomplished with great aplomb.

From then on, the next five strokes, each of which both protagonists laid on with considerable force, but also with precision, left Liam and Brett with their first six strokes all neatly parallel, lying between the crown of their buttocks and their lower backs. By now both recipients must have been in absolute agony, as Brad and DD had not pulled their strokes. But neither Liam nor Brett uttered the slightest sound, which fazed Brad somewhat, as he had hitherto thought that with three or four strokes of the cane he could reduce even the most recalcitrant of old lags to tears. But Liam and Brett were obviously in complete control of their emotions, denying Brad the pleasure of the histrionics, which often accompanied bare arse beatings.

At this halfway stage, Brad and DD now changed places.  As Brad now prepared to address Brett’s arse with the final six strokes, he was pleasantly surprised to see that DD, in spite of his initial reluctance to wield the cane, had, in fact, done a really good job on his maiden over with the cane. He had left Brett’s arse with six closely parallel welts, of which the livid red colour already tinged with the blue of the bruising which had taken place, was a testimony to what had been a severe beating.  If Brad had needed any further assurance that DD had finally banished his aversion to inflicting pain, his cock, that ever faithful indicator of a man’s sexual arousal, had swollen beyond its normally impressive dimensions and was indicating its readiness for action by leaking drops of precum from its circumcised head.

If ever a man was raring for a fuck it was DD at that precise moment. That desperate look on his face when Liam had handed him the cane had now been replaced by one of real satisfaction at a job well done. As he now prepared himself to give Liam his complement of six remaining cuts, it was he, who now raised his thumb at Brad. It was DD’s moment of epiphany: the moment when he came to terms with the fact that he himself could feel pleasure in inflicting pain on someone else. He had just discovered the joy of Schadenfreude – pleasure at the suffering of others.

The remaining six strokes for the two supplicants were quickly accomplished, allowing the games proper to begin.  It was as if Liam and Brett, having had their own personal wishes granted, now knew that they had to allow Brad and DD to relieve their pent-up, sexual desire on the arses they had just flogged. They both automatically gave their tacit agreement for what was about to happen, in an act of tacit mutuality with Brad and DD, as neither of them moved from the position over the chairs in which they had just been flogged. And in readiness for what was about to happen, both young men spread their legs to give Brad and DD access.

Brad rapidly lubricated his cock with a little oil and then handed over the bottle to DD, who did the same to his own throbbing member. Then with Brad addressing Brett’s anus with the tip of his cock, from which he had pulled back his foreskin to facilitate penetration of what was a tight pucker and DD doing the same for Liam with the naked head of his circumcised cock. Then, on a nod from Brad, they simultaneously and with no hesitation, sank the full lengths of their hard man-meat into their respective partners.  Had there been any observer to what was to follow, he would have been privileged to witness an amazing sight: an impromptu masterclass in synchronous anal copulation, which stretched the imagination to the limit.

After a pause to allow Liam and Brett to appreciate what was happening to them, Brad and DD started, as if they were one, fucking their respective partners with their habitual, long, slow strokes. It was as if they had practised a demonstration, pre-prepared party-piece of carefully choreographed cock movements, whereas nothing was further from the truth: what they were doing was totally unplanned.  It was as if Brad and DD, thanks to their long experience as sex partners together, somehow telepathically knew what the next joint move was to be. The synchronisation of their thrusting became all the more impressive as with their own increasing sexual arousal, the force and speed of their movements built up to concert pitch as they battered their partners arses with long, relentless cock strokes. 

Needless to say, with the four of them highly aroused and climaxing more or less simultaneously, their generous quantities of semen were ejaculated with well-nigh, cataclysmic force. Both Brad and DD, with their cocks deeply embedded, deposited their generous loads of man- juice inside their partners. Meanwhile, Liam and Brett, whose cocks were unsheathed and free, shot their equally impressive loads all over themselves and the seats of the chairs over which they were still bent. It is doubtful if Liam and Brett had ever before in their lives experienced such a thorough thrashing followed by such a wildly successful session of anal sex.

What they had both learned from and enjoyed what had just been done to them, was the realisation that it was not only possible, but also desirable, for the top in any coupling, to take his partner through to orgasm under his own steam without any help from the bottom. The two essential requirements for truly, mutually satisfying, anal intercourse are single-mindedness of purpose and perseverance.  But as Liam and Brett both now appreciated, the intensity of the mutual orgasm which resulted was well worth the effort needed for its production; it transformed gay sex from a banal act of fucking into an art form.

What should have been the climax of the occasion, where the athleticism of the acts built up and up, had, in fact, come at the start of what Brad had intended to be an introductory afternoon of gay sex to allow the two couples, who had met only once before at the Swinger’s evening, to get to know one another better. In the event, the floggings, which had been sprung unexpectedly on Brad and DD, had led, as such things inevitably do, to intensely satisfying couplings for all concerned.   But far from being faced with an anti-climax, which would have been very natural given what had just transpired, after a brief pause in which the four participants regained their breath, it was quite clear that  Liam and Brett were keen to give their hosts a return match.

Remember that Brad and DD had first observed Liam going hell for leather at Brett’s arse at the Swingers’ meeting and had had their first experience of them as partners on that occasion. But Liam who was later topping Brad, had failed to hold himself back long enough, and had shot his load uncontrollably before he had taken Brad through to his orgasm.  But now, both he and Brett, having just experienced the intense pleasure of a simultaneous climax, were eager to show both Brad and DD that they were capable of doing the same. There is nothing like feeling that you have been sexually outmanoeuvred to raise a young man’s sexual desire to the boiling point and the inevitable happened: Liam and Brett topped for Brad and DD. So Brad and DD were each treated to a battering from their two guests. What Liam and Brett lacked in finesse, they made up for in vigour. By the time they had finished, both Brad and DD, even though they were not taken to the heights of sensual ecstasy which the purveyors of the copulative magic had hoped for, both knew very definitely that they had been well and truly fucked.

And that is how the year-long, Sunday afternoon communions began. Liam and Brett very quickly refined their techniques until, like their mentors, Brad and DD, when topping, they treated their bottom partners as equals. They always attempted – usually successfully – to bring them to orgasm at the same time as themselves, thereby adding a never-before-thought-of, exciting new dimension to what has to be one of man’s most favourite pastimes. Not surprisingly, all four young men very quickly became the most sought-after partners at the Swingers’ meetings; and at the end of the year, Brad and DD were elected President and Vice-President respectively of the club in recognition of the enlightenment and excitement they had brought to the banal act of anal intercourse. It is said that familiarity breeds contempt; but the present case proved quite the opposite. Liam was a model employee in his post as School secretary and never a whisper of familiarity passed between him and either Brad or DD when they were at work. All three of them managed successfully to separate their private lives from their daily toil.

Towards the end of the year, Liam and Brett announced that they had decided to throw in their lot and live together as an item. We say goodbye to Brad and DD, and Liam and Brett, at a New Year’s Eve party, at which Jonathan Levitt, with his massive endowment and his partner Clive Parsons were also present. As old friends of Brad and DD, Jonathan had proposed to them that he and Clive spend the Christmas holidays with them and the two of them had driven up from Cambridge for the festivities. We leave a group of six young men: Brad and DD, Liam and Brett, and Jonathan and Clive, wallowing in the pleasures an evening devoted to gay sex, contemplating how to join themselves physically in union to welcome in the New Year. They all had good reason to be satisfied with their lives, as things had turned out well for all of them.

THE END