It was the first sunny day in what seemed like weeks, and ten-year-old Alex begged his dad to take him to the park. "Okay, but we can't stay very long since I have some errands to take care of this afternoon," his dad told him.
As on every other nice day the park was pretty crowded. Alex met up with a friend while his dad sat on a parkbench reading the daily paper. The two boys ran around freely.
"Well, if it isn't baby Alex and his friend Cryin Brian!" Kurt, the neighborhood bully said, jumping out from behind a tree in front of the two boys.
"Shut-up," Alex told him, trying to walk past him.
"Who's gonna make me?" Kurt said, pushing Alex's shoulder.
"Leave us alone!" Brian said loudly.
"I ain't talking to you!" Kurt said and pushed Brian to the ground. Brian looked up at him with a pained expression. "Aw, is Cryin Brian gonna start crying? Go ahead ya big baby!"
Right then Alex kicked Kurt in the shin as hard as he could. Kurt had a stunned look and did his best not to show his pain. "Maybe you'll leave us alone from now on!" Alex angrily told him.
Alex's dad suddenly showed up. He had only seen Alex kick Kurt. "You know better than to kick others!" he angrily told Alex as he grabbed his arm and began to haul him off.
"But dad...!" Alex began.
His dad didn't want to hear it. He angrily walked Alex right over to the parkbench where he sat down and turned his son over his knees.
"Pleeeeze don't spank me daddy!" Alex begged, but his dad paid no attention. He grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and underwear and pulled them right down below Alex's bottom. He then began to smack Alex's bare bottom repeately. He kicked and cried loudly. The spanking had attracted the eyes of several other kids who stopped to watch Alex's father redden his butt. He continued to cry loudly as his dad's hand slapped his small fanny. After a sound spanking his dad pulled the back of his sweats back up over his now sore and red bottom. Alex stood there crying loudly.
"Aw, did wittle baby Alex get a spanky-wanky?" Kurt teased.
"Will you shut-up!" Brian yelled at him.
"What are you gonna do about it?" Kurt replied, grabbing Brian by his shirt.
"KURT!!!" a voice suddenly yelled. A large man appeared over the hill and came walking down very quickly. It was Kurt's father. "How many times have I told you about pushing your weight around?"
Kurt was big, not fat, but big. He outweighed the other two boys by almost thirty pounds, yet he was the same age, and Brian and Alex were normal size for their age.
"Dad!" Kurt exclaimed in a surprised voice. "I was just playing around."
"Don't you give me that young man!" his dad angrily told him. "You're finally going to get what you've had coming to you for a long time!"
He grabbed Kurt's arm and walked him over to the parkbench. After sitting down he stood Kurt in front of him and unbuttoned his pants.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Kurt asked loudly in mortification.
"I'm going to spank your fanny right here young man!" his dad replied. "These boys deserve to see you get it after all the torment you've put them through."
"Dad, you can't spank me!" Kurt cried in desperation.
"I can, and I'm going to!" his dad answered, pulling his pants well below his knees. He then took the waistband of Kurt's briefs.
"Please don't do this dad!" he begged. "I promise I'll never push anyone around again. Just please don't spank me!"
Alex, Brian and a few other kids that had been victimized by Kurt were now enjoying the sight. For so long they had planned on getting revenge on him, but there was nothing better than this.
Kurt's dad pulled his underwear all the way down his knees. He immediately cover up. "Oh no you don't!" his dad said, pulling his hands away. "We're gonna let everyone get a good look at your wee-wee."
The teary-eyed, humiliated boy was turned to face the small audience that was watching. All the kids could see his stubby, little penis and balls, being held by his dad's hand. After a few moments he pulled the boy over his lap. Kurt had a big, chubby bottom and his cheeks jiggled a little as his dad's hand smacked across it. He took his time, spanking every last inch of the boy's butt. His dad even pulled his two large butt-cheeks apart and reddened between his crack. Kurt was blubbering like a little baby, big tears streaming down his cheeks. His bottom turned even a deeper red than Alex's had. It was a loud spanking, both the sound of the hand smacking the big butt below it and the boy's cries. After a very hard, long spanking Kurt resembled nothing but a big, bawling baby over his dad's lap. It was a sight that all the kids thoroughly enjoyed.
"Who's the baby now?" Brian teased. "You should wear a diaper!"
All the other kids laughed. They knew that Kurt would no longer bother them anymore. He danced around the area howling as he clutched his crimson bottom. Alex's bottom was still stinging, but not nearly as much as Kurt's, and he was thankful that the bully had gotten it because nobody remembered seeing him get spanked.