I have always been a firm believer in applying appropriate punishment to the naked buttocks of my sons when needed. While most parents stop by the time their kids reach their early teens, I have occasionally found it necessary to use it even later.
The most recent example of this occurred last July just before my 18 year old son was due to leave for Marine Corp basic training. He spent Saturday night out drinking with his buddies and did not bother to inform his mother of his whereabouts or when he would return home. Since I was out of town until Sunday morning, she had called several of the neighbors looking for him. When I arrived home at about noon Sunday, I found our living room crowded with several of them, who had spent part of the night tracking Jeff down. Jeff had returned home about an hour earlier and was in his room sleeping. My wife had invited the neighbors to stay for lunch.
I was quite angry when I learned what had happened and decided that Jeff needed to be taught a lesson. I also figured that it would be a good time to re-impress upon him the need for taking responsibility for his actions before the Marines gave him a tremendous shock.
I went into his room and pulled him out of bed.
''Where were you all night? I've got a house full of people who wasted time looking for you.''
He muttered a half-assed ''Sorry'' and tried to get back into bed.
''No you don't. You'll shower and put on your robe and come down to dinner and apologize. I will let you know what I will do about this then. Get moving.'' He knew I wasn't joking and jumped out of his bed and into the shower.
''Downstairs, in nothing but your robe and slippers in 5 minutes,'' I said.
I went downstairs and apologized to our guests and told them I would make sure they would never be bothered by such trouble from Jeff again.
''What are you going to do, David?'' my wife asked.
"Well, he will be getting a paddling after dinner.''
"Good, I'd like everyone to watch, if they've no objections," my wife said. "I have to warn you though, that he will be getting it on his bare bottom, won't he honey?
"We'll, yes. In fact he'll be completely naked, so if anyone--especially the ladies object--then you'd best not watch."
One couple declined to stay, but two others agreed to watch. In fact, they seemed a bit enthusiastic about it. We went to the dining room for lunch and a few minutes later Jeff came in dressed in his robe and slippers. He apologized to our guests. He was very nervous and quiet during lunch and ate little. Finally I told him of my decision.
"After lunch, I want you to take your chair into the living room and place in the center of the room facing the sofa. You are going to be paddled. I plan to give you at least 25 strokes. And everyone here will witness it."
The last sentence visibly shook him.
"Dad, please. I am leaving next week. I swear it won't happen again. Just not in front of everyone"
Jim, one of the neighbors, replied, "You caused a lot of worry for you mother, and problems for everyone else and never seemed to care about that, so it seems awfully selfish of you to worry about the 'inconvenience' of having us watch you get your naked ass paddled.''
Again Jeff looked shocked when he heard the words "naked ass." I don't know why. He knew I gave it on the bare bottom, and he must have known that was why he was in only a robe.
"At least don't make me get undressed in front of them.''
"I think Jim explained it well. And you will be naked. End of discussion. Now get in the living room and wait for us."
I gave him about 10 minutes while we finished our coffee to worry by himself about what was coming.
Slowly we made our way into the living room. Jeff was sitting on the sofa, his robe tightly tied.
"Get up and get in front of the chair and apologize to everyone again."
Jeff hesitatingly moved to the front. "I am really sorry. But please don't watch this."
"I think you are more sorry that you are being punished. Too bad. Now take your robe off."
Jeff slowly removed his robe. It had been over a year since I had seen his naked body and I was surprised how muscular he had become. I noticed one of the women glance at his now exposed penis. It was a little larger than most when soft, and more than a little larger when hard. I knew this because one of the last times I paddled him was when his mother and I walked in on him in when he was jerking off in our bedroom using a pair of her panties to catch his come.
We had come home early and watched from the open bedroom door as he stood naked stroking his hard _c_o_c_k_. In less than a minute after we arrived he began his orgasm. First his _c_o_c_k_ stiffened slightly more. He raised on his toes, his body stiffened, and he gasped as the first white streams of cum shot from the tip of his swollen, mushroom headed penis. He caught most on my wife's panties, but some shot on the floor. He was still cuming as I walked in. He got that paddling from both me and his mother as cum was still dripping from his semi-hard, but rapidly softening _c_o_c_k_.
"Alright, get your slippers off too and kneel on the chair."
Jeff did so, his now bare ass facing everyone. I looked at his bottom. I could see his pinkish brown anus peeking from between his tight muscular cheeks. It was a nice looking bunghole, perfectly puckered with a larger than unusual pigmented area, and just barely hairy.
My wife handed me the paddle. I never give less than full force blows, and the first landed on both cheeks as hard as I could swing it. Jeff let out a loud gasp. The next 5 followed rapidly. Then I paused. His ass was already a bright red, and he was quivering.
"Please no more, I can't go to basic with a lot of bruises."
"Should have thought of that sooner."
I started again. His buttocks clinched tightly with each blow, and his toes curled. By the 10th, he was trying to get up, and I had Jim hold him in position. He held his shoulders down and also pressed down on the small of his back which had the effect of raising and spreading Jeff's butt. The final 15 were administered in this way. By the end, Jeff was sobbing and crying. I had him remain in position until the neighbors left about an hour later.
Jeff left for basic a week or so later. I examined his rear just before and it was black and blue. He later told me that he took a lot of kidding from other trainees.
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