Under the watchful eye of their mentor, John, the twink skaters line up, hands on the rough bark of a tree, asses out and vulnerable. The air is thick with anticipation and the scent of pine. One by one, the boys receive their punishment, their smooth, hairless skin turning a delightful shade of pink under the sting of the impact. The sound of skin slapping against skin is drowned out only by the boys' cries of 'More, sir!' and 'Harder, please!' As the last boy receives his spanking, the group collapses into a pile of giggling, horny youth, their erections tenting their board shorts, ready for whatever comes next.