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On a Cold Winter's EveningRandy, a newspaper delivery boy makes one his regular visits to a customer on his mom's bingo night. The boy, proud of his first pubic hairs, makes a teasing game of the fact. It is a minor celebration of puberty. The story describes a playful, sexually bonded man/boy relationship based on mutual self respect where the boy feels secure and confident. Society's attitudes and laws are ignored. BOYLOVE PROPAGANDA; (1,742 words)
Platinum and GoldA boylover on a combined business and pleasure trip to Manila meets a young Canadian boy Murray with his father on the plane. Returning to his hotel with a boy he has picked up he finds Murray waiting at his hotel. Murray who knows more than he should is curious and the man does his best to help him. The story tries to present the affairs humorously, as a comedy of errors. Portions of Manila's rent boy scene in the 1980's are described., A CONSUMER REPORT ON THIRD WORLD CHILD PROSTITUTION (5,713 words)
The SpankingA man finds himself taking care of his bratty nephew Julian who disrupts his bachelor life and steals from him. This is a psychological tale of a man and a curious boy testing each other which reaches a painful but not unwelcome climax. AN ADOLESCENT BOY'S CHALLENGING INTRODUCTION TO S&M; (1,380 words)
Let This Be a LessonA moralistic religious family discovers some hard core pornography in their son Robbie's room. The father is righteously outraged. In deliberate contrast to the previous story this describes a savage, morally violent beating, the same 'action', a spanking, but in a very different context. HONOUR, FORTITUDE & OLD TIME RELIGION; (1,333 words)
Suck It! (He demands)

A Devotee's Lament

This short half prose, half poem is a lament and describes a situation where a boy exploits the power of his sexuality to dominate a man to get what he wants. As he performs fellatio on his teenage friend the man reflects on his long affair with the boy, and how he has become the boy's slave. It is intended to be humorous. A "VICTIM'S" REVENGE; (902 words )
Timothy & the Terroristis the story of a boy who is abducted and painfully initiated into a sultan's secret harem of white boy sex slaves. The sultan is an indulgent, cruel and murderous master. After a number of ordeals and adventures the boys, using their brains and well honed sex skills, get involved in politics. SEX AND SEDITION; (12,879 words)
Tijuana Whip Fightchronicles a visit to an underground arena where impoverished, young boys have bloody duels with whips for prize money, glory and a share of the bets. Ronnie and Lito put on a good show. After the fight customers can arrange to indulge in various devious vices. S&M GLADIATORS; (7,422 words)
The Rites at Port Dar Lan I

Part One

This series contains the most exotic, elaborate and extreme fantasies of the BOYABUSE stories. They chronicle four visits by a sexual sadist to the remote boat people settlement of Port Dar Lan. There wealthy visitors can indulge their wildest sexual and sadistic desires with boys. There are good manners and limits of sorts. In Dar Lan the boys themselves make the rules and operate what might be described as a consensual free market version of the Marquis de Sade's 120 DAYS OF SODOM. During the monthly rites the boys make themselves available for sex and being whipped. They accept no humiliation and are proud of their fortitude. This helps support the villagers and provides boys with tickets to freedom. Against a background of exotic costumes, complex ceremonies and bloody rites the narrator meets and falls in love with Jojo whom he generously sponsors as a pledge. The sadist and Jojo renew their affair on subsequent visits. Alternative, anti-conventional concepts of child raising and 'what' and 'how to', hands on sex and S&M education are described. THE PERVERSE AS NORMAL; (12,276 words)
Warriors of Paradise

An Intifada Fantasy

A journalist visits a band of boy guerrillas fighting the army occupying their country. They are contemptuous of the passivity of their elders and have developed new social arrangements and rituals where sex plays an important role. The young warriors practise sexual bonding to make themselves a more cohesive force in their struggle against the enemy. "Boys must rule themselves." Their leader, Kahil, explains their philosophy in which sexual liberation is an important part. "No boy is too young to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh." The young guerrillas challenge an enemy patrol and in the confrontation a boy is killed. The gory details are borrowed from press reports about the first Palestinian Intifada. An elderly, presumably Jewish, doctor treats the wounded. This and the following story deliberately juxtapose the horrors of war with so called child sex abuse. The first story portrays boys as autonomous and sexually free while in the latter the boys are sexually ignorant, repressed and human pawns of the adult leader. SEX, SACRIFICE AND WAR; (6,471 words)
Mission SuccessfulIn Sri Lanka a journalist arranges a visit with a leader of the separatist Tamil Tigers in rebel held territory. The Tigers, the LTTE are a most effective and ruthless organization. It is well documented that they abduct boys as young as ten, indoctrinate them and use them and women for frontal assaults and in suicide squads. The journalist observes a Tigers attack on an enemy convoy "using" three boys who charge and detonate their body packs. Lahl, a boy in the next suicide squad is curious about sex and laments that he would like to have known a woman. WAR, SEX AND SUICIDE; (3,150 words)
The CameramanA wealthy Hollywood producer and his cronies in the movie industry decide to make a state of the art, erotic boy movie in the Philippines. Boys are recruited from street kids and young friends of the men. Their elaborate porno plans are plagued by bad weather, labour problems and brazen thievery. Terry Southern's novel, BLUE MOVIE inspired some of the ideas. BEWARE OF PORN VICTIMS (15,403 words)
The Rites at Port Dar Lan II

Part Two (15,899 words)
LeoA man unexpectedly finds himself the disciplinarian at a Catholic school and becomes disturbingly aroused when he has to strap boys. He also finds himself sexually attracted to boys and struggles with his urges and inhibitions becoming confused. He falls in love with Leo, an animated and attractive boy whom he feels he must distance himself from and deny his love for. Leo reacts by committing an offence for which he must be severely punished putting the man in an awkward situation. FORBIDDEN LOVE TRIUMPHS; (9,778 words)
RickyA sequel to Leo where Ricky, the school's prime sissy proves his fortitude with Leo's help in a spanking game. Ricky develops a crush on Leo. Ricky's military cousin Bruce decides it’s time to toughen up the wimpy boy with a little discipline but passion gets out of control and it ends with a spanking. SOMETHING LIKE BOYS ARE BOYS, (5,541 words)
Lucy's EndA man visiting a wilderness camp for delinquents finds boys eager to share his sleeping bag after a rumour circulates that he is taking two of them on an excursion in his pontoon equipped plane. To determine who, he and the leader Jack persuade the boys to play 'hares and hounds', an old English schoolboys' game also known as 'torture tag', to determine which two who will go on the excursion. S&M GAME SORTS OUT YOUNG TEENS; (12,769 words)
Ninja Optiontakes off from a specific point in the novel NINJA by the popular writer Eric Van Lustbader. In the novel it is later revealed (no actual description) that both the girl and the boy are killed by the Ninja as he had planned. The Ninja revels in extreme cruelty killing the girl. In the "option" story the boy who is also intended to be a human sacrifice frustrates the Ninja's plans. HATE TRIUMPHS OVER DEATH; (4,560 words)
The Rites at Port Dar Lan III

Part Three(14,928 words)

End of original BOYABUSE Stories – charges also included an unfinished version of Stand By America.

Stand By America 1954is set at the peak of American anticommunist hysteria. It is the story of two sadistic brothers who waylay four young boys on a hike. The men, pretending to be KGB agents first convince the boys that they possess information which if revealed would lead to a Communist take over of the America they love. Then they try to make the boys talk. A TALE OF GRIT AND PATRIOTISM; (16,262 words)
2026: The Friday Night LotteryAs America celebrates a quarter millennium of independence and takes the protection of children to unprecedented extremes, boy "victims" in a corporate peoplecare facility find ways to circumvent the repressive anti-violence ideology and policies of concerned officials and the government. INGENUITY OVERCOMES CORRECTNESS; (21,806 words)
The Bronze Buckle 1944

The Budenzauber Boys at War

is set in a Hitler Youth school in the path of the advancing Red Army. Under the direction of one armed SS Colonel Von Staffer brutal games and punishments teach violence and fortitude. A teacher, Herr Bruning, a romantic and a reluctant Nazi enjoys the favours of willing boys. He makes punishment into a game that entertains the boys. He falls in love with one of them whom he attempts to save. DOOM, LOVE & LUCK; (10,280 words)
Balkan Boys

Four Tales of Fortitude

Bosnian boys from a refugee camp in Italy scramble to make money from tourists in order to settle questions of honour and to raise money for factions fighting in their homeland. The wealthy narrator, who enjoys the sexual and sadistic opportunities the boys offer him, finds himself involved in family affairs and resolving a conflict between rival factions. PAIN AS CURRENCY (14,250 words)
The Inquisitor,...

... His Apprentice, The Abbot and His Three Young Novices:

A Tale of Torture and Intrigue circa 1300. When the Abbot calls on his old friend the Inquisitor to help him solve the theft of a huge sapphire things are not as they seem. TESTING, ONE, TWO, THREE (8,530 words)
Sado: Desire & NegotiationWhen some boy hustlers get strung out on crack they will trade a sore ass for a rock. Sado finds that spanking boys makes the sex better but when he meets Ryan, a very curious but very straight lad, the situation becomes complicated. NO SEX S&M; (10,660 words)
S & M Theatreis a series of stylized stage performances by the "Priest" and several boys exploring varieties of S&M. DEVIANCE AS DRAMA. (1974 words)
The Rites at Port Dar Lan IV

Part Four (23,173 words)
Blood & Semen

Cruelty, Love and Honour in the Late Twenty Second Century

Two warrior boys, Kami and Sol, sustained by their love for each other find enlightenment and hope in the harsh, degraded post Armageddonic world where the Earth’s small residual population is divided into two adjoining warring nations each determined to exterminate the peoples of the other. A short novel (68,291 words)
Algernon at Eton

The Schooldays of A.C. Swinburne 1849 – 1853

This is a fictitious chronicle of the schooldays of England’s best known flagellant (today we would call him a spanking fetishist) at the famous flogging school of Eton College. Algernon Charles Swinburne was a leading Victorian poet and critic whose work was widely acclaimed at the time. He was radical, a free thinker, a supporter of unpopular causes, and a uranian in those pre gay times. The year 2009 will mark the centenary of his death. All the story’s characters agree that there is no torture, a little blood mind you which adds a nice touch of colour, but absolutely no torture. You have now read my disclaimer. A short novel (66,443 words)
SpankasyFurther Flogging, Fun & Fortitude Fantasies
The Pedo, the Pimp, the Boy...A shocking exposé of child sex tourism (early 1990s). I started this story early in 1995 while I was staying in Sri Lanka but my notes were seized on my return to Canada. However I started working on it again occasionally during my legal troubles and this eventually became the basis of the version here. After my acquittal on my written porn charges in 2002 the original notes were returned and used to revise this newer version.
Https://robinsharpe.ca/Abandon your rectitudes and tune in ! In 2003 I wrote: Who (or what) am I? I suppose most Canadians already know: I am the nation’s most notorious child pornographer. During my more than fifteen minutes I was also the most reviled man in Canada. If that’s not enough I offer the following. Well, I am a retired jack of all trades almost. I am a second generation English English Canadian who grew up in working class Victoria B.C. in the 1940s. As a young boy I was a nerd, a loner and religiously Anglican. I had no friends until my early teens and didn’t start to overcome my hypermoralism until I was liberated by booze which has remained my drug of choice... Rest....

The Spanking

I've always known my sister and only sibling Susan was a bit crazy, but it wasn't until she split up with her husband of many years that it became a clinical fact. And I, the responsible, perhaps noble adult that I am, offered to take care of her thirteen year old son Julian, a first class brat, while she was undergoing treatment. I say brat without qualification. The child is spoiled, overmothered and underdisciplined, and has been fed a diet of flattering half truths. Cute as he is, I already felt I knew him too well from our occasional family get togethers.

Once my nephew arrived in my small bachelor domain I had no peace or privacy. I had to deal with loud music, sulking, tantrums, and his curious mind and fingers were into everything save what I had under lock and key. My whole lifestyle had to be constrained for his sake.

My patience however, has its limits. Towards the end of his first week with me I discovered that my petty cash stash was empty, and Julian not only lacked his usual appetite at dinner but also seemed to have a number of new tapes for his ghetto blaster. I questioned him about it. At first he acted as if was none of my business and would admit nothing, then he folded his arms and pretended to ignore me. Finally with my temper and voice rising he blurted, "So what if I did?" I told him I would not tolerate stealing. Impertinently he replied, "What are you going to do about it?" I hadn't thought about that, any other guest I could simply throw out - but not Julian.

"You will have to be punished." I stated firmly.

He looked at me insolently, "Well, what are you going to do? Ground me? No TV for a week?" He must have known these were impractical options given my small pad and busy life. "Or spank me?" he added with a smirk. I told him quite truthfully that I didn't believe in corporal punishment, although I could see changing my mind. "Well," he went on knowingly, "how come you have a strap?"

"I assure you it's not for punishing naughty boys." He was a more thorough snoop than I realized, I thought the toy I occasionally use in adult games with other men had been cleverly concealed. Then my thoughts took an inspired, cruel twist. "You're going to give me an hour's peace." I told him. There was a brief struggle but I soon had him seated in the large armchair with wide duct tape tying his ankles to its legs and his wrists to its arms with another piece over his eyes. He didn't like it one little bit. "If you make any noise, or say one word, I'll put tape over your mouth as well." I was very pleased with my solution, sensory deprivation, boredom is such an insidious torture for boisterous boys. I looked forward to some uninterrupted reading.

Less than seven minutes later he asked if the hour was up yet. I ignored him. Two minutes later he repeated the question and I told him to shut up or else. After another couple of minutes he protested it wasn't fair and called me a "mean old man". I resisted the temptation to smack him and told him he was lucky it was only for an hour. I was delighted with the apparent effectiveness of the punishment. He sulked for a while and then grumbled, "I never heard of kids having this done to them before." I unwound more tape for his mouth and I'm sure he heard. "Like I thought if you found out that maybe I'd get spanked."

"Aha!" I thought, and things gelled in my mind. He must have known I'd find out. I decided to play it for what it was worth and asked Julian, "Well, would you sooner be spanked, spanked good and hard til you're red and sore?"

"No, no.... It's just...." The boy was silent for a moment. "Like one time me and another boy took turns belting each other on the bum to see who'd get the last piece of cake."

"Did you enjoy it? the cake I mean." I inquired sarcastically. I could see him blushing.

"Well it's just that I don't like....nothing."

"Well," I told him smugly, "I don't like interruptions. It's only been fifteen minutes. I'm going to tape your mouth shut, and we'll start the hour All over again."

"No. Please. Don't. I'll do any...."

Pity overcame me. "Look, I know you've suffered already, perhaps not enough, but if you promise to never steal from me again I'm prepared to forgive you. That would be the end of it."

"Sure, I promise." He didn't sound particularly sincere.

I carefully removed the tape from his eyes. "And if you wish," I informed him, "you can bring me the strap and I'll give you a spanking, a good one, just for 'fun' let us say, but not as punishment for what you did." Julian looked at me uncertainly and I could tell he was excited as I unbound him. For the first time ever he hugged me. "Well?" I exclaimed, "It's up to you." A smile flickered on his lips, then he bounded over to the closet where beneath some heavy boxes of books he retrieved my black leather strap and trembling noticeably presented it to me. I told him it should be oiled first to make it more pliable so it would sting more. I wanted him to know the strap intimately. I kept him at it almost five minutes diligently rubbing it with his small dextrous fingers, and he kept glancing up at me in nervous expectation. His tension built up. When I was satisfied I had him try it out on an upholstered chair until with coaching he'd achieved a certain smartness with his strokes and knew the power of its blows. "Works pretty good eh?" I said affectionately ruffling his hair and taking the strap. "You still want it?"

Julian looked at me hesitantly. I shrugged. "OK," he nodded and bent over the upholstered chair. "D'you want me to pull them down?" he mumbled fumbling with his jeans.

"No." I replied. "I want you to stand facing me and hold out your hand.

"But I thought...." I looked at him sternly and after a second he held out a hand. I made a point of examining it briefly before laying on four hard stinging blows into his palm. They hurt but didn't really faze him.

"Let's see the other hand." I insisted and watching Julian's reactions closely I laid on four more hard ones. The hand strapping had begun to push him, his eyes were moist, but he still had fortitude in reserve, and I suspect, felt a bit cheated. "Now if you wish," I continued, "you can bend over the chair, pull everything down, and we'll make it an even sixteen."

"Another eight? And on the bare ass?" Julian looked at his red pain seared palms. Anger whelmed through his tears, "You're a fucking bastard."

"You're free to quit anytime." I said matter of factly.

He understood it was not "just for 'fun'", it was a test. A determined look came over his face; he bared his slender buttocks and bent over the chair. I decided to space the blows so he could savour his anguish better. His bum began to blossom with crimson welts but he took the first few blows in stride. Then his grit began to erode, he began to whimper after the sixth and the last took him to his limit. He sobbed openly. But knowing he'd made it, he was soon more or less composed, and when I told him how proud of him I was, he hugged me uninhibitedly and I kissed him on the cheek. We celebrated with pizza and Pepsis and watched the late movie, a John Wayne western he enjoyed.

His mother soon recovered but my nephew visits me most weekends, impertinent still but not a brat. On rare occasions he oils the strap to hint he wants a spanking, there usually milder now except when he wields it on me.