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…
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Stepdad and the females were quick to notice the boy had an all-over tan which meant he had been up to no-good. “Where have you been going naked in the outdoors?” the man wanted to know and wouldn’t settle for the mumbles and excuses and lies. Stripping off with his mates down at the lake raised all sorts of issues and seemed of an order with tattoo and piercing. “Shit, those cheeks of yours are tanned all over…and your groin!” How that got the girls going. “Regular little nudist, aren’t we?” one teased him later on. “Your buddies like what they see…when you strip off for them?” said another, grinning pruriently.
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