He was by no means gay--it was just that a woman could not deliver a spanking with the same force that a man could; at least that’s what he told himself as his thick cock began to rise.

Next to him Officer Chad Carter was thinking pretty much the same thoughts. Although he was humiliated at being forced to strip nude before the gay bellboy and then suffer a spanking at the hands of his Sergeant, he couldn't help but find himself aroused. His meat was rising and with each healthy swat of the belt, he cared less and less about his shame. He had reached the point of erotic pleasure. His secret desire of being spanked was about to be exposed to his Sergeant and Timmy the bellboy--and he could have cared less at this point.

The two beefy officers’ ass cheeks continued to rub together as Sergeant Andrews continued to bring the belt down hard onto the officers’ backsides. Both men were now moaning, partly from pain and partly from pleasure. Chad looked at Jim to see his eyes were closed and he was licking his lips. Chad knew that look. It was a look of lust. He had suspected that Jim had derived the same pleasure from these spanking sessions they kept finding themselves in but was never 100% certain until this moment. But the look on his buddy’s face told him all he had to know.

CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!!

Timmy noticed the swelling in both the officers’ manhood and blurted out, "They're getting hard! Both of them are getting hard!"

Sergeant Andrews stopped spanking and bent down, looking at both men's growing dicks from behind. He let out a laugh and said, "Well, I'll be."

"They're gay!" shouted Timmy.

Through clenched teeth Jim looked over his shoulder and snapped back, "We are not gay!"

"No," said Sergeant Andrews. "I've heard of this happening. Although the spanking can ignite an erection it does not make the ‘spankee’ gay." With that he lifted the belt again and continued his assault on the wayward officers’ butts.

The spanking continued and the officers’ cocks continued to grow with each swat. Timmy's own cock was rock hard as he watched the show. Both men's asses were burning hot and red as beets. Both officers were moaning loudly now. The pain had totally been taken over by pleasure. Chad knew that if it didn't stop, any second he was about to blow his load. Next to him Jim was thinking the same thing. Neither man wanted this to be witnessed by the faggy bellboy or their Sergeant.

"Please, Sir," pleaded Jim. "We've learned our lesson."

But the Sarge was not listening. He continued to belt the two officers’ asses good! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!! CRACK!!!!

That was all that Chad could take. As the belt came down again across his full booty he let out a loud scream of pleasure and his hot man juice came shooting from his cock with massive force. Timmy let out a gasp as he saw the younger officer’s seed fly from his body. Jim knew from the look on his buddy’s face that he had just emptied his nut sack. Crack--came the belt one more time and that was all Jim needed as well. He felt his own sperm rising and make its way from his cock, then sprayed his sticky goo everywhere. The Sarge brought the