In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy. I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish. You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
While Merry was away with friends, Sean called me up, asking about playing some chess. It had been quite some time, and I was glad to say, come on over.
He arrived, and we set up the board, and I was setting the clock.
"Time limit?"
"EH, let's go three minutes a side."
"Okay," I said.
"What are the stakes?"
"Stakes?" I repeated. "I won't play for money."
"Yeah," he said, "I had something else in mind. Some time ago, you told me that you and Merry enjoyed corporal punishment, you know, spanking and that like..."
"Uh huh..."
"Do you have a ... cane ... in the house?"
"Several," I said.
"So, how about, three cane strokes for the loser, per game?"
I paused, and said, "We need ground rules."
"Like what?"
"Let's say, you win the first game. All I'm going to do is stand up, maybe bend over, and let you apply the cane to the seat of my pants."
"Needs to be on the bare," he said.
"That's what I mean by, ground rules. Establish what happens, how it happens."
"Um, okay, like what?"
"A progression. Um, what kind of underwear you got on?"
"Just white briefs."
"Okay, me too. So, first loss, loser strips all the way down to briefs. 2nd loss earns 3 strokes on seat of briefs, while.. oh, bent over the back of that chair. 3rd loss, briefs down, 3 strokes on bare, then briefs up, sits down. 4th loss, briefs come off, 3 strokes, sits down naked."
"And then?"
"Um, 5th loss, a coin flip, either 5 strokes, or a 3 minute hands free blow job to the winner."
"Oh, I like it."
"And, 6th loss, both ... 5 strokes AND the 3 minute blow job."
"Uh huh..."
"Seventh loss, 5 strokes, an ass cleaning by loser to winner, followed by 3 minutes of ass licking, and a 3 minute blow job."
"Oh yes."
"8th loss, 6 strokes, and winner's choice of a blow job until he cums, or fucking the loser in the ass."
"Okay, game on!"
I knew I was a better player, but I was long out of practice, and he played a lot between gigs, so we were evenly matched at blitz.
He won 1, I won 2, he won 2, I won 1, he won 1, I won 1, so after 8 games, we were both naked and had received nine strokes each.
I won the 9th, and coin flip determined that I gave him 5 strokes.
He won the 10th, and the coin flip indicated a give him a blow job. I knelt between his spread legs, and he started the timer on the chess clock, and I sucked his cock until the clock chirped 'time'.
He had a great erection when I backed away, and I wasn't doing so bad myself
He won the 11th. He gave my bottom five rather hard strokes that had me yelping, then I knelt, and sucked his cock another three minutes. His cock was starting to twitch when the clock sounded off, and I backed away, smiling.
I won the 12th. I repaid him in kind with 5 hard strokes, then I sat down, and happily accepted his mouth on my cock.
I won the 13th, and gave his bottom five rapid hard strokes, to which he yelped, then we went to the bathroom, and I bent over the sink, and he spread my cheeks, and cleaned my hole and taint thoroughly with wipes, then back in the living room, I bent over and set the clock, and he used his tongue up and down and around my anus.
The clock sounded off, and I turned around, sat down, and he knelt between my legs and sucked my cock to the brink of me spurting, when the clock sounded.
He got up, and returned to the table, and he won the 14th game.
My turn to accept five stinging strokes, then to the bathroom, where I cleaned between his cheeks, and in the living room, licked his ass until the timer sounded, then he sat down, and I sucked his cock until the chirp.
I sat at the table, and he grinned, "This is the tie breaker."
"Yep," I said, proceeding.
In a very close game, I ran out of time, while he had one second left.
I got up and bent over. Six hard strokes had me grunted between gritted teeth at each.
I stood up, and he was grinning. "Got any condoms?"
I nodded, and led him to the bedroom.
I found a condom for him, and a tube of Anal-eze.
"Where.." he started to ask, and I knelt on the edge of the bed, so he could stand behind me.
He put the condom on his eight inch member, applied lube to it and my hole, spread my cheeks, stepped up, and I felt his dick head nudge against my hole, then he slid in. And pulled out. And in and out. And he began rapidly pounding my ass.
I could feel his cock twitching, then surging, as he spurt his cum into the condom inside my hole, and he gasped loudly, and held me still with one hand on each of my hips, then he withdrew.
"That was GREAT," he said, as he went to the bathroom to discard the condom, then urinate.
My butt hurt, my hole hurt, but I knew what I wanted.
I got up and got the lexan paddle out of the closet, and when he came out, he found me in the living room, bent over the chair, the paddle resting on my back.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Twenty with this paddle, fast as you can."
"Okay," he said, and
He stopped, and I turned around, clutching my bruised buttocks.
"Now what?" he asked.
"Watch me ...jack off."
"Okay."
"Anything else?" he asked.
"I think we're both kind of ... spent."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"So, how's the wife?"
"Well, we've been separated for a year."
"Oh, sorry to hear that."
"Yeah, she saw a bunch of gay porn on my laptop, and I couldn't really explain it so .... she left."
"Oh. Oh. And the thing about ...caning?"
"Oh, several of the guys I've gone with are into spanking and switching, and I've really come to like it."
"I see. Well, be less of a stranger, and come by more often."
"Well, I might, but if your wife is home?"
I smiled. "Oh she wouldn't mind. She'd love to watch."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled. He was dressed, and said, "See ya," and went out the door.
Well, this was FUN, I thought, and I whispered, "Teenie Genie, take me home."
Poof! I was back in my living room.
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