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12/08/2016
When I first met Barry, I was attracted to his amazingly gorgeous butt. I had noticed him standing in line at Starbucks in a pair of jeans that he was poured into. It wasn't just me either. The girl directly in front of me was looking at her phone and glancing at Barry's butt intermittently. I have to admit, watching his ass made me think of spanking him. Anywho...
I waited until he was walking past me and looked up to smile. It wa then that I noticed that he had an amazing smile and was more good looking than I had initially imagined. I smiled at him and gave a little wink. He smiled back. After I got my coffee, I walked towards his table and saw him glance up to see me. So, I stopped and introduced myself. We made small talk and eventually he gave me his number. We were hanging out all the time, just after a few weeks. Barry had a very playful spirit. We did not shy away from flirting, which explained why he was purposely wearing the tightest jeans ever made. I felt confident that his playfulness concealed a part of his personality that needed to emerge...the kinkster hidden within Barry.
In order to test out whether he had some kink to him, I set up a test. The test was that I had invited him over to my place for a little role play. When he came into my apartment, I just handed him a cheerleading uniform to put on. He gave me a puzzled look. I gave him a "I mean business" look. He gave a little eye roll and started walking towards my bedroom to change. I have him about 60 seconds and barged into my bedroom, catching Barry by surprise and in the state of undress. He stood motionless in only a thong and blushed slightly. "Damn baby, you look good", I said. He smiled and continued to put on the cheerleading uniform. "And why exactly do you want me to be your cheerleader?", he asked. "Oh, I think you know why", I replied. He just looked puzzled and continued dressing. When he got the top and short skirt on, he just stood there with his hands on his hips. He was so adorable and I noticed that his legs were clean shaven. "Perfect", I declared, "now, let's go." "Go? Go where?", he asked. "To the mall, of course, we have some panty shopping to do", I answered.
Barry's mouth dropped open and he blushed. "Wha...um, panties...I don't....", he stammered. "Yes, panties, thong panties is what we are getting and what you will wear", I clarified. Barry's mouth dropped open again and he slowly nodded yes. "But, I...", he started. "You'll be fine, you're the damn cheerleader, let's go", I asserted.
On the drive to the mall, I could tell he was a little uncertain. Barry finally said, "I feel a little embarrassed, I mean, I...um, well, this is embarrassing." "Barry baby, get used to it, you are so damn adorable, so sexy when you are embarrassed", I said.
Upon our arrival at the mall, we parked and started walking in. I could see Barry pulling on his skirt as if he could make it longer. But it was no use, the skirt was designed to be very short and very short it would stay. We walked through the mall, gaining some looks as we went because Barry was dressed as a cheerleader. I could see him blushing and biting the corner of his lower lip in embarrassment. We stopped in front of Victoria's Secret. Barry was looking around to see who was watching him. "Remember Barry baby, you ARE the cheerleader", I stated. He nodded and looked into VS, probably gauging who he could see in there. We walked in and approached an attractive college age girl. She saw us approaching and smiled at Barry being a cheerleader. We stopped in front of her. "Is there anything I can help you find?", she asked with a big smile...almost giggling. "Tell her Barry what you need", I directed. "Thong panties", Barry said in a quiet voice, as he rolled his eyes and blushed. "Oh really? Thong panties? For you?", giggled the salesgirl. "Yes", Barry replied with more blushing and another eye roll. The salesgirl giggled again and then said, "follow me, we have some very cute thongs to choose from."
When we arrived at a section of wall covered in a variety of panties, the salesgirl grabbed a black thong and said, "how about these, classic black." The salesgirl held the thong up in front of Barry. She still had this huge smile on her face as if she could bust out laughing any second. "Oh, he will need several different pair, he will be wearing panties everyday", I reported. Barry looked at me shocked and then looked back at the salesgirl and started to bite the corner of his lower lip again. We could easily tell that he was embarrassed. "He is, after all, my adorable little cheerleader", I added. "I can see that", the salesgirl giggled. "So let's be sure to get a variety, but definitely several pink panties in there", I instructed. "Oh, we have some very pretty pink ones", she replied as she gathered several thongs. "Barry...tell her that you are the pretty pink panty princess", I instructed. Barry blushed and said, "I am the pretty pink panty princess." "Very cute", the salesgirl said as she continued to assist Barry in panty selections. Barry and the salesgirl carried 20 pair of thong panties to the register for purchase. The other salsgirl there was laughing and said, "why is he dressed like a cheerleader?" "He is not dressed like a cheerleader," I clarified, "he is a cheerleader." "Isn't that right Barry?", I asked. "Yes it is", he said starting to giggle. Barry blushed again and both salesgirls began laughing. Barry blushed even brighter red, put his hands on his hips, pursed his lips, scrunched his nose up and glared at them. At this, they laughed even harder. Barry rolled his eyes and said, "uuggghhh, this is so embarrassing."
The salesgirl rang up the sale and said, "enjoy those pretty pink panties under that cheerleading skirt." Barry glared at her and blushed. "Barry, tell them that when we get home that your pretty pink panties will receive a powerfully proper paddling", I asserted. Barry looked at me and his mouth dropped open. The salesgirls began snickering. "Tell them Barry", I demanded. Barry responded, "my pretty pink panties will receive a powerfully proper paddling." At this, he giggled, blushed and rolled his eyes. We then left the store and walked towards the exit. Before we reached the exit, I took the VS bags from Barry and instructed him to do a cheer for me. Barry thrust his hands on his hips and said, "you have to be kidding." "Does it look like I am kidding?", I stated as I gave him a look. "You've already doubled the number of paddlings you will receive, the longer you delay, the more paddlings you add", I informed. At this, Barry immediately launched into a cheer.
"Ready, and, I'm your little rah-rah, and I do what you have said, I am so embarrassed and my face is so red, yes I'm your little rah-rah and in my place I've been put, and when we get home you're gonna paddle my butt. I'm your little rah-rah and I'm naughty as can be, and when we get home you're gonna take me across your knee." It was so adorable.
On the way back home, we stopped at the grocery store and I took Barry in. We got a lot of looks from people because Barry was the cheerleader. At the store, we went to the bakery and purchased a double-layer chocolate cake. I think Barry thought it was for some kind of celebration. When we arrived back at my apartment, my friend Sara and her boyfriend Brandon were waiting for us. Barry was embarrassed that they saw him as a cheerleader. Inside my apartment, I took Barry across my knee and flipped his little cheerleading skirt up and started spanking him with my ping pong paddle. When I was half-way finished with the 100 firm swats he had coming, Brandon surprised Barry by suddenly standing in front of him nude. Brandon's erect penis was directly in Barry's face. "You know what you need to do Barry", I warned. Barry immediately responded by taking Brandon's penis into his mouth and performing a blowjob. Based upon Brandon's response, I would assume that Barry is quite good at giving blowjobs. Just as I was finishing Barry's panty pounding, Brandon was filing Barry's mouth full of his creamy essence. Barry swallowed it all and stood up rubbing his sore warm butt.
Barry was then lead outside and instructed to do another cheer. He, of course, complied.
"Ready, And, I'm your little rah-rah, two, three, four, thanks for the spanking, my butt is so sore, I'm your little rah-rah, my world you did rock, by paddling my panties and making me suck cock"
After Barry finished his flirty little cheer, I took the chocolate cake and shoved it into Barry's face with a SPLAT! I could tell that it surprised Barry because it knocked him back on his butt with a THUD! Barry just sat there in the ground...his hands on his hips and his mouth wide open. Barry was thoroughly embarrassed. However, this is just the beginning for my little cheerleader Barry.
I waited until he was walking past me and looked up to smile. It wa then that I noticed that he had an amazing smile and was more good looking than I had initially imagined. I smiled at him and gave a little wink. He smiled back. After I got my coffee, I walked towards his table and saw him glance up to see me. So, I stopped and introduced myself. We made small talk and eventually he gave me his number. We were hanging out all the time, just after a few weeks. Barry had a very playful spirit. We did not shy away from flirting, which explained why he was purposely wearing the tightest jeans ever made. I felt confident that his playfulness concealed a part of his personality that needed to emerge...the kinkster hidden within Barry.
In order to test out whether he had some kink to him, I set up a test. The test was that I had invited him over to my place for a little role play. When he came into my apartment, I just handed him a cheerleading uniform to put on. He gave me a puzzled look. I gave him a "I mean business" look. He gave a little eye roll and started walking towards my bedroom to change. I have him about 60 seconds and barged into my bedroom, catching Barry by surprise and in the state of undress. He stood motionless in only a thong and blushed slightly. "Damn baby, you look good", I said. He smiled and continued to put on the cheerleading uniform. "And why exactly do you want me to be your cheerleader?", he asked. "Oh, I think you know why", I replied. He just looked puzzled and continued dressing. When he got the top and short skirt on, he just stood there with his hands on his hips. He was so adorable and I noticed that his legs were clean shaven. "Perfect", I declared, "now, let's go." "Go? Go where?", he asked. "To the mall, of course, we have some panty shopping to do", I answered.
Barry's mouth dropped open and he blushed. "Wha...um, panties...I don't....", he stammered. "Yes, panties, thong panties is what we are getting and what you will wear", I clarified. Barry's mouth dropped open again and he slowly nodded yes. "But, I...", he started. "You'll be fine, you're the damn cheerleader, let's go", I asserted.
On the drive to the mall, I could tell he was a little uncertain. Barry finally said, "I feel a little embarrassed, I mean, I...um, well, this is embarrassing." "Barry baby, get used to it, you are so damn adorable, so sexy when you are embarrassed", I said.
Upon our arrival at the mall, we parked and started walking in. I could see Barry pulling on his skirt as if he could make it longer. But it was no use, the skirt was designed to be very short and very short it would stay. We walked through the mall, gaining some looks as we went because Barry was dressed as a cheerleader. I could see him blushing and biting the corner of his lower lip in embarrassment. We stopped in front of Victoria's Secret. Barry was looking around to see who was watching him. "Remember Barry baby, you ARE the cheerleader", I stated. He nodded and looked into VS, probably gauging who he could see in there. We walked in and approached an attractive college age girl. She saw us approaching and smiled at Barry being a cheerleader. We stopped in front of her. "Is there anything I can help you find?", she asked with a big smile...almost giggling. "Tell her Barry what you need", I directed. "Thong panties", Barry said in a quiet voice, as he rolled his eyes and blushed. "Oh really? Thong panties? For you?", giggled the salesgirl. "Yes", Barry replied with more blushing and another eye roll. The salesgirl giggled again and then said, "follow me, we have some very cute thongs to choose from."
When we arrived at a section of wall covered in a variety of panties, the salesgirl grabbed a black thong and said, "how about these, classic black." The salesgirl held the thong up in front of Barry. She still had this huge smile on her face as if she could bust out laughing any second. "Oh, he will need several different pair, he will be wearing panties everyday", I reported. Barry looked at me shocked and then looked back at the salesgirl and started to bite the corner of his lower lip again. We could easily tell that he was embarrassed. "He is, after all, my adorable little cheerleader", I added. "I can see that", the salesgirl giggled. "So let's be sure to get a variety, but definitely several pink panties in there", I instructed. "Oh, we have some very pretty pink ones", she replied as she gathered several thongs. "Barry...tell her that you are the pretty pink panty princess", I instructed. Barry blushed and said, "I am the pretty pink panty princess." "Very cute", the salesgirl said as she continued to assist Barry in panty selections. Barry and the salesgirl carried 20 pair of thong panties to the register for purchase. The other salsgirl there was laughing and said, "why is he dressed like a cheerleader?" "He is not dressed like a cheerleader," I clarified, "he is a cheerleader." "Isn't that right Barry?", I asked. "Yes it is", he said starting to giggle. Barry blushed again and both salesgirls began laughing. Barry blushed even brighter red, put his hands on his hips, pursed his lips, scrunched his nose up and glared at them. At this, they laughed even harder. Barry rolled his eyes and said, "uuggghhh, this is so embarrassing."
The salesgirl rang up the sale and said, "enjoy those pretty pink panties under that cheerleading skirt." Barry glared at her and blushed. "Barry, tell them that when we get home that your pretty pink panties will receive a powerfully proper paddling", I asserted. Barry looked at me and his mouth dropped open. The salesgirls began snickering. "Tell them Barry", I demanded. Barry responded, "my pretty pink panties will receive a powerfully proper paddling." At this, he giggled, blushed and rolled his eyes. We then left the store and walked towards the exit. Before we reached the exit, I took the VS bags from Barry and instructed him to do a cheer for me. Barry thrust his hands on his hips and said, "you have to be kidding." "Does it look like I am kidding?", I stated as I gave him a look. "You've already doubled the number of paddlings you will receive, the longer you delay, the more paddlings you add", I informed. At this, Barry immediately launched into a cheer.
"Ready, and, I'm your little rah-rah, and I do what you have said, I am so embarrassed and my face is so red, yes I'm your little rah-rah and in my place I've been put, and when we get home you're gonna paddle my butt. I'm your little rah-rah and I'm naughty as can be, and when we get home you're gonna take me across your knee." It was so adorable.
On the way back home, we stopped at the grocery store and I took Barry in. We got a lot of looks from people because Barry was the cheerleader. At the store, we went to the bakery and purchased a double-layer chocolate cake. I think Barry thought it was for some kind of celebration. When we arrived back at my apartment, my friend Sara and her boyfriend Brandon were waiting for us. Barry was embarrassed that they saw him as a cheerleader. Inside my apartment, I took Barry across my knee and flipped his little cheerleading skirt up and started spanking him with my ping pong paddle. When I was half-way finished with the 100 firm swats he had coming, Brandon surprised Barry by suddenly standing in front of him nude. Brandon's erect penis was directly in Barry's face. "You know what you need to do Barry", I warned. Barry immediately responded by taking Brandon's penis into his mouth and performing a blowjob. Based upon Brandon's response, I would assume that Barry is quite good at giving blowjobs. Just as I was finishing Barry's panty pounding, Brandon was filing Barry's mouth full of his creamy essence. Barry swallowed it all and stood up rubbing his sore warm butt.
Barry was then lead outside and instructed to do another cheer. He, of course, complied.
"Ready, And, I'm your little rah-rah, two, three, four, thanks for the spanking, my butt is so sore, I'm your little rah-rah, my world you did rock, by paddling my panties and making me suck cock"
After Barry finished his flirty little cheer, I took the chocolate cake and shoved it into Barry's face with a SPLAT! I could tell that it surprised Barry because it knocked him back on his butt with a THUD! Barry just sat there in the ground...his hands on his hips and his mouth wide open. Barry was thoroughly embarrassed. However, this is just the beginning for my little cheerleader Barry.
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Brittany
