*******This is complete fantasy. All characters are age 18+. This will be a shorter story consisting of four short stories about four young men from the prestigious Gordon Academy who face the wrath of their various family members at home after they get suspended for placing a stink bomb in the headmaster's office. Please leave comments.********
Prologue
The four nineteen-year-olds hung their heads as they walked out to the now empty parking lot of Gordon Academy. All the other students had left except for the boys who had been sitting getting lectured by the headmaster. Each of them looked like they were heading to their executions as they neared their cars, each of them wearing their school issue black slacks and button down with a gold and red tie with a crimson coat with the academies seal on the breast.
Each of them was a standout at the academy in some way. The shortest young man was Lyndon. He was just barely five feet tall with pale white skin and was thin with borderline buck teeth. He was an honor-roll student and also well-known as being the academy mascot, a mustang, at sport events. Next was Kurt. He had dark hair with a bowl cut and had an athletic build. The six foot tall man was the captain of the basketball team. The next soon to be graduate was Erik. He was the son of the academy chaplain. He had black hair and was muscular with a cute face. He was the academy's football quarterback. Finally, there was Codi. The dark-skinned baseball player had it all. He had looks and brains. He was the academies valedictorian and in just a month would be giving a speech at graduation. In addition, he was also captain of the baseball team and had received several scholarship offers.
The four guys were normally inseparable and that extended to placing a stink bomb in the headmasters desk as a prank. He'd threatened to expel all of them. After many protests with Lyndon and Codi even breaking down in tears the headmaster had relented and instead gave them a two-day suspension.
As they all neared their cars they prepared to part ways and they talked about the punishments they would likely receive at home. Kurt said he would probably loose his phone while Erik said he would end up grounded for a month. Codi said his dad may take his keys.
In truth, the four young men were all hiding the punishments they knew they were in for. At 19, none of the young men wanted to admit the humiliating punishments they knew would be waiting for them when they got home. They said their goodbyes and went to face their "old-fashioned" punishments their families liked to use.
Part 1: Lyndon
An hour after parting ways with his friends Lyndon stood in his kitchen while his mother lectured him. The pale young man had removed his jacket and now stood with his hands at his side looking forward. His pants and underwear were in a crumpled pile in the corner of the kitchen. His white school issue button-down was slightly covering his pale white fanny. While his bright white thighs and nearly hairless legs were on display until his tall black socks covered his lower legs and ankles. Visible in the split at the bottom of his shirt was his soft, circumcised weenie and wrinkled scrotum.
Lyndon knew better than to try and cover his crotch. When he was being punished, he knew he was not allowed to be bashful. Whether it was his mom or dad he knew part of his punishment was that his dick and nuts would be on display.
Finally, his mother instructed him to bend over the kitchen counter. She went to the pantry and removed the long leather strap that was hanging off the hook on the wall. Lyndon began begging "come on ma, not the strap."
She gave his ass cheeks a sharp smack and ordered, "you will take a strapping young man. And if you beg again, you're gonna get a strapping every night this week."
She pulled up the back of his shirt, folding it so she had an unobstructed view of his hairless white ass cheeks. She was pleased to see that in his bent over position she had a clear view of her sons light pink asshole.
With a loud WHACK the strap made contact with Lyndon's ass. Lyndon nearly jumped through the ceiling with a long wail.
Over the next twenty minutes, thirty more loud WHACKS echoed across the house. By the tenth tears were running down Lyndon's face.
Lyndon thought he was going to die from embarrassment when he looked up and saw that staring at him through the kitchen window was their nineteen-year-old neighbor, Eli. Eli was a nerd and was one of the regular targets of Lyndon, Kurt, Erik, and Codi's bullying.
Eli's parents were friends with his bully's families and had heard how their families like "old-fashioned" punishments. After Eli learned how Lyndon and his gang had set off a stink bomb in the hadmasters office he decided to peak in and see how his bully Lyndon was taking his punishment.
Eli couldn't help but laugh quietly as he saw Lyndon bent over the counter, naked (except for socks) from the waist down, taking a strapping.
As Eli and Lyndon locked eyes Lyndon's mother ordered, "stand up, and don't you think about covering yourself or you're getting ten more."
Lyndon was still staring at Eli as he begged, "please mom, I can't stand up right now."
His mom reared back giving him another whack. Lyndon's legs almost buckled and he relented. As he stood up Eli could see why his tormentor was so reluctant to stand up. Sticking out from between Lyndon's legs was a blond filled, hard weenie. He was about five inches long and had a moist spot at his piss hole.
Eli chuckled at Lyndon's predicament and decided to head over to Kurt's house to see if he could peek at Kurt's punishment.
Part 2: Kurt
They lived in a small town with many of the families living on a handful of easily walkable streets. Eli had no problem walking two streets over to where Kurt's house was. He snuck around the hedges, trying to find a vantage point. He could see shadows of movement from an upstairs bedroom. With care Eli climbed up the tree beside the house until he got to where he had a clear view where he could see and hear what was happening in the room.
In the center of the room at the foot of his bed was Kurt. He was standing in his birthday suit with his hands behind his head. He had a labored expression on his face. Eli nearly came from excitement when he saw the empty enema bag hanging off Kurt's ceiling fan. Eli began to realize Kurt was desperately trying to hold an enema.
Kurt's penis was also pointing straight out at attention. His erect penis was not circumcised and seemed to have a pearly string at the end.
Eli heard Kurt shudder and give a moan then saw him look toward the door and yell "please nana, it's cramping so bad! Can I please use the toilet!?"
The door opened a few seconds later and a lady of about 65 walked in the room.
