The demons of computer hell have been plaguing my system for some time. I finally decided to wipe my computer back to the factory state and it seems to be working fine now, but only after this did I discover the gigabytes on my external backup did not include any of my Poser or Photoshop files.
Without getting into a lot of boring details about my working methods, this means Michael, Terrence and Dr Grabowski have gone to digital heaven. It will not be possible to reconstruct all the models used in this story, so those who have followed the narrative must finish it in their own imaginations. The themes raised in this story will continue with other characters and situations; after all, who doesn't love to see college men spanked?
Incidentally, this is how it would have gone on:
When we last saw our hero he was getting belted along with Terrence in Dr Grabowski's office. This is the end of Terrence's troubles (for the day) and the warm up for Mike.
Mike is then sent to stand in the corner and directed to keep his nose to the wall. Unable to contain his curiosity he sneaks a peak--and to his shock, he discovers that poor Terrence is being sexually abused!
While Grabowski is distracted by his and Terrence's explosive orgasms, Mike looks at the open laptop on the professor's desk and sees something that puzzles him greatly. He pushes a few buttons and reads something but is still puzzled.
Terrence, exhausted, lies down on the couch, butt up, to cool off and catch his breath. He watches as Grabowski summons Mike for a session with a fraternity paddle which brings a manly tear to Mike's eye and a large erection to his weiner.
Then Grabowski takes his pants off and lays Mike over his lap on the couch. Terrence gets dressed and watches sympathetically while Mike undergoes a long, intimate bare hand to bare bottom spanking, with short breaks for caresses on his most private parts. Both men end up shooting ropy gobs which combine in a sticky mess. Mike and Terrence are dismissed with a manly handshake.
Mike makes his way back to the dorm room. He confronts his athletic and bearded room mate about what he saw on the laptop. Room mate admits to carrying on an email correspondence about him with Grabowski. Seems the good Dr has had his lustful eye on Mike for a year and was thrilled when Mike had to take his class, but Mike's perfect behavior has thwarted his sinister plans. The room mate has deliberately made Mike late and hidden his homework on several occasions, in exchange for which Grabowski has given his room mate improved grades.
Well, it seems they both need to be punished, don't they? No need to involve the administration in any of this, eh? In fact, that misbehaving but sexy as hell room mate better give up any dreams he has of sitting down comfortably for the rest of the academic year. After a long otk session, his new life is explained to him: he's now Mike's houseboy and sex slave. Or valet with benefits. In any case Mike's laundry better be fresh and neatly folded or there's going to be a longer than usual bedtime spanking!
Then it's off to Dr. Grabowski's office, Terrence along to tag team. This is Dr G's first time on the business end of the paddle for a couple of years, but it won't be the last.
The End. It would probably have taken two years to complete all this so maybe it's all for the best, in that I will be able to have more variety over this time. So goodbye to Mike, hello to a succession of handsome cowboys and guys in tuxedos and whatever strikes my fancy. And thanks for your many comments on this story!
