In 1987, Tommy the strapping jock was physically well-developed for his age, but mentally a complete punk. He loved working out when he wasnt sneaking beers with his friends. He should have known his hardass vet stepdad wouldn’t appreciate him running out and getting a piercing and a tattoo on his 18th birthday… but he didn’t think
the man had meant it when he said the next time he acted up, he would be belted “bare-ass” instead of over his undies! How the girls, all his age or a bit older, gawked… they loved drinking in his athletic body, gawking at his ample genitals… he melted with shame. His stepbrothers and their friends roared with laughter as he got the strap and struggled to swallow his yelps. Tommy couldn’t believe he had to stand here til sundown, hands behind his back…
