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The Caning

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A young man finds

that getting in trouble with the law in the Orient can be arousing.

I was traveling the Orient last summer and met Joe at the Hong Kong airport. We were about the same age, 22, and taking a break from our college studies. Joe looked older than me, though, with a dark complexion and a two-day growth of beard. I didn't even have to shave every day, and my light complexion and light brown hair made me look more like a teenager. While waiting at the gate for our flight to a small country in the Orient, Joe and I talked about how drugs are out of the question there, but he still hoped to have some fun. I wasn't sure what he meant, but I told him I did too.

After we arrived and checked in to different hotels, I got a call from Joe asking me to meet him at the bar in his hotel. When I got there, he was with two other local guys who invited us to a party. One of the guys had a car, and the four of us piled in. Joe volunteered to drive because

he wanted to learn his way around. He told me to sit shot gun, and the others sat in back. They thought it was great fun, but I thought this was a bit risky since neither Joe nor I knew where we were going, and Joe certainly did not know local driving laws. It turned out that Joe was a speed devil. He ignored the directions one of the guys in the back gave him. He jumped the gun at every red light, flooring it as soon as the light turned. He went through an intersection just after the light turned red and skidded into an oncoming car. Miraculously, we were all okay. Joe simply backed up and kept driving as the people in the car we hit began yelling for us to stop. The guys in the back just laughed, and so did Joe until we heard a siren on our tail. Joe screeched to a halt and pulled over. Joe's two "friends" jumped out and ran down an alley. That was the last we saw of them. It turned out that the car was stolen.

Justice was swift. Before the end of the

day, Joe and I went before a judge and explained how we got the car. The judge seemed to believe us. He sentenced us to a month in jail. We were told the magistrate that we were supremely lucky to get off so lightly. I could have wired home for money to pay for legal help, but I didn't want to bother my family. Let them think I was still touring the Orient. I figured that I could explain what happened after I got back and save them a lot of heartache as well as money. Joe was not quite as lucky, though. He was sentenced to a caning of ten lashes for leaving the scene of an accident. I remembered the incident with the 16 year old who was sentenced to a similar punishment (I think he got four lashes). That set off an international incident. Joe was older, and he saw no reason to protest. "So I get slapped a bit," he said.

We were brought to the local jail and slammed in a cell with another prisoner--a young local guy named So Min who spoke broken English. After eating a dinner of

rice, he told us that he had been sentenced to two weeks and a caning for swearing in a public place. He was a tall slim kid, just 19 years old. This was his first time in jail, and he said with bravado that he was man enough to take the beating. In fact, he said he was looking forward to it. Joe said, "I know what you mean." I thought they must be crazy. So Min was to be caned tomorrow morning. Joe's punishment would be doled out the next morning.

We were awakened before dawn. Two guards came to our cell to get So Min ready. The guards didn't speak English, but we understood what they said by watching what So Min did. They apparently told So Min to strip down. He took off his light button-up shirt revealing a tight, angular torso. So Min was ripped. He told us last night that he liked to lift weights, and he must have worked out pretty regularly. Next, he dropped his pants. His legs were hairless. Then he dropped his shorts. He cock was uncut and hung long over his huge balls. He had

a surprisingly large mass of jet black pubic hair. The guards whipped him around and told him to bend over. One guard took out a jar of some kind of oil. He then covered So Min's tight ass with a coat of oil, messaging him down his legs to the back of his knees. He rubbed between his legs and up to So Min's balls. I was beginning to understand what So Min meant. Joe looked on smiling. The guard reached his arm up high enough to grasp So Min's stiffening cock. The guard began to rub the cock too, and So Min let out a low moan. His now fully erect cock must have been 9" long. The other guards were laughing. Then the guard stopped and the two other grabbed So Min by the arms and led him down the hall.

At the end of the hall was a post, and So Min's arms were tied with a leather thong to the top of it. His ankles were tied together and tethered to the bottom of the post.

He must have been 60 feet from us with his side to our cell. His

cock had come down a bit, but now, as he waited, it stiffened and pulsated. His cock was so hard and stuck up so high that it was almost flat against his tight stomach.

After about a minute waiting, the door to the hallway opened and a tall guard came in carrying a long, wooden stick--more like a narrow tree branch. He flexed it a few times and then gave it to one of the guards to hold. He then stripped off his shirt and took the cane back. He rubbed So Min's ass, I guess to be sure it was greasy enough. Like the other guard, he messaged it more than he had to. He also felt between So Min's legs, reaching up to message his cock a bit. Then he backed off, stood about three feet from So Min, and whipped his ass and lower legs. With each lash, So Min gave out a scream. But the guard did not seem to be using all his force by any means. This was a pretty light whipping.

When the lashes ended, the guard approached So Min once more. He took some more oil

from the guard and rubbed it on So Min's ass and again up between his legs. So Min's erection returned. In fact, his entire body became taught as the guard began messaging his cock. Soon So Min was moaning and convulsing, as if this was the punishment. Suddenly So Min arched his back, threw back his head, and gave out a low scream. He must have ejaculated seven or eight times, his liquid now splashing the pole, the floor around him, and running down his legs. The guard withdrew, wiped his hands, and left the room with his shirt and cane in hand. So Min was unbound and led back to the cell. The guards left him alone with us still nude. So Min was out of breath. He lay down on his cot and went to sleep. I looked at Joe and realized that he had a hardon. He saw that I did too, but we said nothing to each other.

The next morning was Joe's turn. Again, the guards came just before dawn. One spoke a barely understandable broken English, but Joe knew what to do. He quickly stripped down as if he

couldn't wait. While So Min's body was smooth, Joe's was hairy. He only had a bit of hair on his chest, but his legs were covered. They were hairy all the way up to his cock and ass. The guards weren't used to seeing this, and they kneeled down on either side of him to feel his legs. Joe's cock was already hard. He was another 9 incher, but much thicker than So Min's. The guards weren't used to seeing a cut cock, and they both gently rubbed their hands on his hardness. Then one of the guards took out the oil and began messaging Joe's ass and the back of his legs. The other guard took some oil in his hands and, kneeling in front of Joe, began rubbing his cock. The guard rubbed his face against Joe's cock. It looked like he wanted to take Joe's throbbing cock in his mouth, but he didn't. Joe moaned and then tightened his legs and arched his torso. The threw back his head and shut his eyes. I thought he was going to come then, but he didn't. The guards then led Joe to the post.

The events from the preceding day were repeated except that Joe seemed to enjoy his punishment more than So Min. At the end of the mild lashing, the guard who did the whipping was evidently longing to touch Joe's massive, hairy legs and to feel his rock hard cock. He gave Joe a nice message, and Joe came just like So Min had the previous morning.

Watching all this, I was as hard the entire time. When Joe came back, he saw my bulge. "I bet you would like a whipping too," he said. I told him that isn't what I had in mind. Still stripped, he kneeled in front of me, took down my pants and shorts. He stood up and rubbed his oily legs up against mind. He pressed his glistening thigh onto my cock. Then he kneeled down again and sucked my cock hard. So Min watched in delight. So Min pinned my arms behind my back as if I was being bound and punished, and he pushed his fist into my ass stretching a couple of fingers into my asshole. Still behind me, he reached down and cupped my balls. I

let go of the biggest wad I could remember. My jism dripped down Joe's face onto my legs.

The next morning the two guards showed up again early in the morning but after dawn. One of the guards ordered Joe to strip. He demanded to know what was going on. "I've already been punished," he said. He wasn't very forceful, and there was a hint of longing in his voice. The guard repeated the order, and Joe complied. Then the other guard took some instruments from a bag. The other guard went out for a minute and brought back a pail of steaming water. They both kneeled down on each side of Joe and began soaping up his legs. By now Joe's cock was as hard as a rock again. The instruments turned out to be steel edged razors--not the disposable razors but the old fashioned steel edge barber shop razors. Each of the guards took a leg and began shaving. I was glad they weren't looking at me. But when they were done with Joe, they turned to me and demanded that I drop my pants too. Each of them felt my legs and

looked at each other approvingly. My legs were as hairy as Joe's had been though my hair was lighter. The guards began to soap me up and start the shave. At first I was scared as the cold, sharp razor glazed over my thighs. Soon my cock was as hard as Joe's. After my legs were smooth, the guard began on my balls. He gently lifted them up and soaped the underside of my scrotum. I gave a little shout and my cock went limp when he glided the sharp razor under my balls. The other guard barked a comman, apparently telling my guard to stop, which he did immediately. When both guards were done, they backed off to look at their handy work. "Bend over," one of the guards shouted to both of us. "Put your hands on the edge of your beds." As I responded to the command, I looked down between my legs to see the guard behind me drop his pants and shorts. He smothered his hard cock in oil and did the same with my ass. Then he thrust himself in me with his hands around my waist rubbing my cock. Joe was enjoying the same experience. The guards were panting, and Joe and I began doing the same. All four of us seemed to come at once.

Needless to say, this was the start of a great relationship. The three of us in the cell worked on each other each evening, and the guards showed up every morning for their enjoyment. By the time we were out, our legs were as hairy as they were when we started. Apparently it took the guards some time to appreciate Western signs of manliness.



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