The following is a work of fiction. Have fun with it.
"Jake, don't forget to rake the leaves. I want that done before I get home."
"Pa, I'll get it done."
That is what you told me yesterday, as well as all last week, boy."
"I know, I'm sorry"
"Well, you better be, and you better get that done, or else I'll tan your backside. It has been a long time since you got the belt, and don't think that you are too old now that you are driving."
I can still remember those words. Pa always did have a heavy hand if you know what I mean! He really liked to lay down the law and that included using a heavy brown leather belt. Geez, that belt sure was worn by the time I was 16. It had been through 5 older brothers and then I came along.
That day, I had just finished getting ready, and was going to go outside to rake the leaves, when the phone rang:
"Hello?"
"Jake?"
"Yeah"
"It's Bobby"
"Hey Bob, what's up?"
"You are going to love me after I tell you this...."
"Tell me what? Hurry it up man, I have to get outside to rake the leaves"
"Not after I tell you this......listen......I got it.....the flick."
"You did?"
"Yeah, but you have to cum over this afternoon, cause my parents aren't home."
"But I really need to rake the leaves"
"Can't you leave that til later?"
"Yeah, I guess" I told Bob, getting horny at the thought of what he had obtained. We had never seen a porno before. I know that may sound kind of amazing to some people, but this was a rural area, and we had very strict parents.
"Well, come on over" he said.
"Ok, I'm coming"
I got into my red mustang and took off for Bob's house. As soon as I got in the door, I realized that I wasn't the only person who wanted to see the film. Billy, Jack, Chad, and Peter were there too.
"I can't wait to see it," said Peter. "How long is it anyway?" asked Chad.
"It is a full 4 hours, and we are going to watch the whole thing too."
"4 hours......I don't know how I could take that without, well you know!" said Billy.
"That is the whole point dude. You jerk off to a porno. That is the only reason they make them."
"But I don't know man, not here, if front of everyone else."
"Well, do what you want, but if anyone feels like jerkin it, they can."
"Fare enough" we all agreed.
As we watched the film, we all jerked off several times. Billy was the worst culprit, doing it four times in three hours! Boy did they have nice peckers. Billy's was thin, but maybe 6 inches long. He spit on his hand to jerk off cause he was cut. That was different from most of the other guys, who didn't get circumcised in are area. After all, many of them were born at home! I was the only other guy who didn't have "the skin", so I felt kind of comfortable to see someone else like me.
After the flick was finally over, I went home. I felt kind of cool sneaking out like that, and Pa wouldn't know, cause he wasn't due home for another couple of hours, which would give me plenty of time to finish raking long before he got in.
I was wrong.
When I got home, Pa was in the dirt driveway, changing the oil in his truck. Apparently, he decided to come home early from work.
"Jake, why the hell isn't the leaves raked yet?"
"Ohm, Pa, I'm sorry. I hadn't planned on you, I ahm, I mean I was going to do it a little later."
"I am pretty tired of your procrastination boy. I can see I am going to have to teach you a lesson. You think you are too old..."
"It's not that Pa. I am sorry. Please don't."
"I've had enough of this talk boy. I want you to shut up for once and take what you have coming like a man."
"Yes Sir" I replied, realizing that I wasn't going to get anywhere with him. His mind was made up, and it was made up on whippin! "Where, ahm, where do you want me to ahm prepare Pa?"
"Well, at least you put on a cooperative attitude boy. Keep it up, and maybe I won't introduce you to what I had planned."
"What ddooo you mean Pa?" I stuttered.
"You'll find out boy. The belt obvioussly isn't instilling enough fear in you. I think we need to add something to the old routine. Get yourself ready in the barn. I will be in, in about ten minutes. You better be ready, and that means buck."
"Pa, no, you don't mean that, do you?"
"Yeah. You are definitely getting it buck son."
"Yes Sir" I said. Slowly, I walked out to the barn. Pa liked giving whippins there, cause it was far enough out, that you couldn't hear too much. Also, I think he liked it cause there was always something to bend over.
When I got in, I could smell the fresh hay bales. I pulled one into an empty horse stall that was still up. We hadn't used the barn for horses in about five years, since Pa went into the tree cuttin business.
Next, I slowly undid the buttons on my overalls. Then, I let the straps hang down, while I pulled my gray shirt off. After that, I undid my sneakers and pulled them off along with my socks. I knew that Pa would want everything off when he got in, so I took down my denim overalls and then pulled my boxers down. I put them into a neat pile, on Dad's workbench, which was a few feet away. Then, I went back to the hay, and sat on it. I was scratchy on my butt, however, I knew that I wouldn't be concerned with that for long!
As I sat there, I contemplated my whippin for a while, and didn't know, or want to find out, what Pa meant about a new punishment device. I knew I got him mad, but hoped somehow, that I wouldn't get the new thing.
It is a strange thing, sitting on a scratchy hay, in a dingy, drafty old barn, waiting to get it. I knew he would be out in half an hour, so all I could do was wait. Or could I?
I hadn't really jerked it much during the flick at Bob's house. I only had cum once. As I was sitting there, my mind wandered to what I had seen in the flick and also to all the guys strokin their meet, as they called it. Suddenly, my rod began to stir and grow. This was not good, as Pa might come out at any time. He said a half hour, but you never know.
_s_h_i_t_, what am I gonna do? Might as well hurry up and make it go away. Pa said a half hour, so I'd probably be ok. So, beyond reason, I spit on my right hand, and began to rub it all around., slowly, I started to stroke it up and down. I tried to think of everything I could to make it shoot quick. Then, out of nowhere, I saw Pa, with a very mad look on his face.
"What in blazes is goin on boy! Did I tell you it was ok to pleasure yourself like that, did I?"
I realized that I had to answer him. "No Sir, you didn't"?
"What DID I tell you about self-abuse"
"Ahm, I'm real sorry Pa. It is hard sometimes. I try not to, but it overcomes me."
"Boy, that is the devil tryin to take you over. I'm gonna beat him out of you, if it is the last thing I do."
I knew not to answer back to Pa. He was one of many of the folks in my area who were very superstitious and didn't like the idea of their boys foolin round like that. I knew better, and also knew that it was the 80's. In the real world, outside my little town, guys stoked it and did whatever they wanted with it. But as long as I was here, there would be trouble with it.
"Well boy, you just doubled your punishment. And I'm also sure that I will introduce you to the new punishment tool"
As he finished his sentence, he pulled out a switch. I knew what it was, cause Bobby's Pa used it on him mighty tough a few times. He showed me one of them a few weeks back, in his barn, the day after he last got it.
My thought was interrupted as Pa swished it through the air, and made contact with the front of my right leg, near where my pecker was. Bein that it was still hard, it was a very close call.
"Well boy, you just have your fun and finish it up. I don't want any messes while your gettin it."
"But Sir", I protested, "I can't in front of you".
"Well, you were when I walked in. Not get it over boy."
Scared, I stroked it, and came in about 30 seconds. I squirted it behind the hay, with my back towards Pa.
"Now you will get the whippins you deserve."
"More than one Pa?"
"Yeah, I said double and I meant it boy. Bend over and hold onto the hay."
I did as I was told. Slowly, I bent over the hay, and positioned my now softening pecker under me. The straw really scratched my pecker head.
"Do you have anything to say boy?"
I knew it. He wouldn't forget. "Yes Sir. I am sorry. Please give me what I deserve."
"You know that is not what you are supposed to say boy. You are sorry for _________."
"I'm ahm I'm sorry for not raking the leaves on time."
I heard a swish and then a loud crack as he bought the brown belt down on my butt. I was kind of shocked. I hadn't expected it yet.
"You need to explain what you did in full boy!"
"SSoorry Pa. I'm ahm I'm sorry for abusing it and for not raking the leaves. Please give me the whipping I deserve."
"Well, that will be two today boy. You will get it three-fold for your not rakin the leaves. That will be the first lickin. I will use your old friend the Belt for that. Second one's gonna be with this here switch, and that is one-fold with that."
_d_a_m_n_. I knew he was gonna put me in more pain than I had ever been in my life. He always told me how many "fold" I would get it, in a whippin. That meant that I would get that number times my age. I was 16 now, so I would get 3 times 16 with the Belt. Then I would get an additional 16 with the switch! I began to shake a bit just thinking about it. That was 48 with the belt and 16 with the switch, for a total of 64! I had never been licked so bad before. The most I had gotten was 35 with the belt. This would kill. But I had to act like a man and take it. After all I knew that Bobby had gotten it that bad a few times. He managed.
"Are you ready boy?"
"Yes Sir."
"Alright. You make sure to count."
"Yes Sir."
With that, he grabbed hold of the Belt firmly and pulled his arm back, then let loose on me.
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"Ouch, one Ssir."
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"Two"
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"Three"
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"FFouurrr" "Ouch, please Pa, not that hard.
"You haven't seen anything yet boy. Don't even bother cryin til you hear the switch. Alright, I'm sick of this countin _s_h_i_t_. I'm giving you the next 6 in a row."
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"Listen boy......I don't want to hear you wine." he said, as he grabbed my shirt, and told me to open my mouth. He stuffed it in, so that I couldn't scream."
"Stop actin so weak. Now you can't scream."
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"Alright boy, only two left with the belt"
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I was in total agony, but I knew it wasn't over yet. Fortunately, Pa had lost count. I don't know if it was some sort of way he had of being sympathetic in his own way, but he gave me the last belt lick, Swoosssshhhh cccccccccrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaccccccckkkkkkkk and forgot the other ten. However, he didn't forget about the switch.
"Alright boy....I'm gonna cut you some slack, only cause you haven't had the switch before. You are only gonna get ten instead of the 16. But you better not take this the wrong way. If you get in trouble again, it will be all switch. Don't forget."
"Yes Sir," I tried to mumble out between my lips and my shirt, which was still stuffed between them.
My ass was now hotter and in more pain than it had ever been. The backs of my legs also hurt. Pa always hit them as well. He said that it helped keep the lesson fresh in me longer.
"Alright boy, here goes."
SWISSHHH The pain was more intense than the belt ever was. I had to grab onto the hay bale harder than before and try as best I could not to reach behind me to rub.
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SWISSHHH mmmmm, ahhhh, I mumbled, in pain. Searing pain, as if my ass was on fire. He could just have easily burned it and it wouldn't have hurt as much. SWISSHHH
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Finally, it was over. Pa just turned around and left the barn. It was always this way. He didn't talk after the strapping was over. He just left and went about whatever he was doing before hand.
I got up, still buck, and went over to an old mirror on the other wall. It was tall, so I could see my whole backside in front of it. There were deep purple welts on my ass and legs. There was also ten thin bright red lines, where the switch had hit.
I was really glad that it was over. However, something else was glad. See, my pecker began to stir again. I guess he felt it was safe to do it's thing again, cause it got rock hard. Knowing that Pa was gone, I spat on my hand and went to work, pleasuring myself, trying to forget the pain. A few minutes later, in a mix of pain on one side and pleasure on the other, my body began to quiver and a huge load of thick cum spurt out all over the hay.