I never need to jerk off again. He pulled up his pants and crept down the hall, it was almost midnight, so he was sure his parents were asleep. He tur...ed the handle on his sister’s bedroom door, then went inside and closed it quietly behind him. It was dark so he hugged the wall, trying to find the light switch, finally he found it and it went on with a click. There was his sister fast asleep in her bed under her pink covers. He almost changed his mind, but his hard erection demanded some. It was definitely me at ten, and I was naked. Bare assed naked.It all came back to me in a flash of old memories. That had been the evening of my tenth birthday. My first birthday after my Mom had passed away. My father had decided that along with a birthday spanking he would document my growth in this sick and depraved way.I had a few friends over for ice cream and cake. After my friends had gone home my Dad told me that I was in need of a 'birthday spanking'. At ten years old I didn't think. " Then we may have to contact Interpol. They will be able to help us with an international search. We'll need to talk to all the parents again to get an idea of what country they might have gone to."The door was kicked open. "Enough!!! No more talking! Forget them!!"All three people in the office wanted to respond.I was first and my response silenced the others. "Who the fucking shit are you????" You don't deserve to know my name. I'm from the Association for the Almighty America. We know. I had almost finished, and I knew I had allowed him several glances at my bare naked chest many times. He suddenly rose up (probably to get a better view) and I saw that his gray sweat pants had poked out in front. He looked like he was packing a whopper. He quickly turned and warned us to finish up as he readjusted his big boner, just like Willy Flattery had done when I kissed him a few weeks earlier. I realized getting guys excited . . . could be very fun. Later that Night at the Campfire The.