Playing With Matches

Submitted by : Anonymous

This happened when I was six or seven many years ago. I was playing in my neighbors garage with Bobby and Tommy, both twins and about a year older than me. Originally we were playing in the back yard when the brother's wanted to play "burning airplanes".

Tommy said he had several box of matches and Bobby indicated we better play in the garage so mom won't see us.

I said I can't play with matches.

No silly, you are not playing with matches. We are playing with airplanes. Eventually, they talked me in playing this game.

We would wet the tip of the match with water, strike it and throw the match through the air and watch a trail of smoke from the match stick. I guess we must of spent several hundred matches when the twins mother walked into the garage. By now the garage was filled with smoke and she thought the garage was on fire.

She opened the garage door and what see saw was the spent matches all over the garage.

Boy, was she mad. She lectured us the possibility of fire and some flammable containers that was stored in the garage. Then she called my mother and when she came into the garage and saw what we have done she exploded with comments like: "How many times have we discussed about playing with matches!".

I said I was sorry.

Mom said sorry hell. I told you what will happen if you ever play with matches.

In the mean time the twins mother went and got a ping pong paddle. She grabbed Bobby, sat down on a chair in the garage and promptly yanked Bobby's shorts and briefs off and over her knee went Bobby. She gave him about twenty plus spanks, then she did the same with Tommy.

Then she handed the paddle to my mother and she removed my shorts and briefs and I was spanked twenty plus times.

There we were three half naked boys crying are hearts out when our mom's told us to pick up every match stick in the garage. Both mothers told us if they find any match stick after we said we have picked all of them up we will get additional spanks. We combed every nick and corner in the garage and finally we agreed we have picked up every match stick. Well, we were not that careful, because our mom's found seven more match sticks.

Over mom's knee I went and boy she landed seven very hard spanks. Both twins received the same punishment. Mom grabbed my shorts and brief and promptly marched me half naked home. What I didn't realize, a group of neighborhood kids heard the spanking and many witnessed our punishment.

When mom was dragging me home several of girls said: "Billy has a red butt". For a time I was know as: "Billy Red Butt".