I had noticed him waiting for the train for a couple of days. We always ended up waiting for the same car. He was a little shorter than i was, maybe 5'9", he always wore baggy jeans or chinos, not something I'm normally into (I usually like tighter fitting jeans) but there was something about him I just couldn't keep my eyes off. I figured that under his jeans were a nice firm body, good _c_o_c_k_ and balls and a nice ass for slapping.
Today was no exception, i was waiting at the train station, and just before it arrived he came running up. He was panting and out of breath. He was standing beside me and could smell him, a nice cologne and just a hint of manly sweat. Just having him that near me made a stirring in my crotch. As we filed onto the train i noticed that the only seat left was one next to him in a small compartment at the rear of the upper floor. (These seats were much smaller as there was no arm rest seperating the seats, it was also more secluded from view). As i sat next to him our eyes met.
I was trying to read my paper, but he kept wiggling in his seat. I said what is your problem, "You have ants in your pants"?
"Sorry, I am a little concerned about how my ass is going to feel a few hours from now" he said meekishly.
"What do you mean" i asked. I couldn't help but ask, now that he brought up something that seeemed so personal.
"Well," he started" I got a ticket the other day, I was driving home car and was going 30Km over the limit. The ticket came to over $250. I have to pay the ticket by Friday or they won't renew my license. I need my license for work."
I looked inquisitively " How is paying a traffic ticket going to change the way that your ass is going to feel" i asked.
"Sorry," he said "I don't have enough money, I only have $150 in my savings account, and I am going to have ask my father" "He won't lend me the money like I wan't, he will only give it to me, but will make me take some other form of punsihment, since he's paying the fine".
"Are you implying that he is going to spank you?" i asked. "You are a little old for that aren't you, you must be what 19, 20"
"I'm 20, but to my father feels that as long as I need to go to him as a "child" for things, that I can be punished as one". "You know" he said "its not the pain of the spanking that bothers me, its letting him know that I can't take care of myself, it makes me feel like a failure".
"I see" i said as I wished that I was his father.
The rest of the train ride was pretty quiet, I read my paper he looked sullen and squirmed in his seat. I shouldn't really say that I read the paper because I didn't, I was thinking how I wished I could be his "father" today.
As the train was pulling into the station where we would be gettting off I finally found the nerve to say to him "You know, I might have a solution to your feeling like a failure to your father".
After we got off the train he said "but how"
"Don't tell him, I will give you the $100. that you are short, --- and the spanking"
He looked rather surprised, but after a few moments of silence he suggested that we go back to his place to consider the details. When we got to his place he immediately took off his jacket, and outer shirt. He was standing , staring at me wearing a loose pair of white cord jeans, and a tight black t-shirt. It clung to his body showing his firm pec's and abdomin. He finally muttered "So let me get this straight, your are willing to give me the $100. in return for a spanking"
"Well close", I said "I will lend you the $100, give you the spanking and you can pay the money back by helping me with some things I have to do around my house"
I was sitting on his couch, and without saying anything else, he moved closer. "I assume you wan't me bare"? he asked.
"Eventually, I said but for now just lye across my lap".
He did, and I thought I was going to come, just from the thought of it. While I had drempt of administering a hard spanking to a hard boy/man I had never had the opportunity prior. I positioned him so his ass was directly at my right hand, I wasted no time in starting the session. WHACK came the first blow, directly to the right cheek of his ass. After he quivered slightly I raised my hand again, this time on his left cheek went the WHACK form my hand. He didn't move, or say anything, I lined up and continued with 10 more hard SMACK to each of his asss cheeks. After the last blow, I heard him moan. I decided to escalate the spanking and had him stand up. Again I felt liek coming as I looked in his red eyes, though no tears were visible. I reached up and undid, and removed the thick black belt he was wearing in his pants. I then removed slowly unfastened the button of his jeans, and the zipper. I made sure to slowly brush my hand against his bulge, as i lowered his fly. I pulled his pants to his ankles and found that I was right, under those baggy clothes was a body to die for. I stood up and removed his t-shirt and had him step out of his jeans. He was now wearing only his grey CK boxer briefs, framing a huge bulge, and a perfect ass from the other side. I repositioned him over my lap, and again without delay or saying anything began delivering hard blows to his firm butt. After 10 or 15 blows he started to softly sob, as tears welled hin his eyes. I kept smacking till he finally asked me to stop.
I stopped only long enough to pull the waist band of his boxer briefs down to below his knees. His now bare - pink - bubble butt was in perfect position for a good bare asss slapping. I started a series of hard SMACKS, one, two three,--- nineteen, twenty I counted in my head. I the fueury of my swats landed i felt his manhood twitch against my leg. I spread the cheeks of his arse apart slightly and delivered a few especially hard blows to his pink tight button hole. As they were delivered he finally yelped and again asked that I stop. I had him stand in front of me, finally showing the fullness of his manhood, his 7.5 inch cut _c_o_c_k_ was starting to come to life. As he saw me look at his manhood, that was steadily showing more excitement he looked embarassed at his excitement. I reached over I grabbed the belt that I had earlier removed from his jeans. He looked immediatley frightened. "I said don't bother arguing now, we are almost finished, you wouldn't want to not get your $100 now, and have to explain to your father why your ass is already read".
He sheapisly said of course not, but do you have to use th ebelt?
Without directly answering the question I had him kneel bend over the chair that was beside us. He as leaning on the arms with his ass spread wide, and ready. I took aim with thick leather belt and SMMMACK, SMMMACK, SMMMACK I delivered a staedy assault of straps to his quivering crimson arse. As he began to openly cry, I continued the assault to his ass. SMMMACK, WHACK, WHACK, I delivered a steady offensive to his warm butt skin.
After it seamed that he could take no more, I finally stopped and placed the belt on the couch. I told him to stand up as I sat on the couch. I looked up to his face, covered in tears. I took his now fully swollen manhood in my hand and began gently pumping it. After, a number of strokes he began to moan in obvious delight. I took hid swollen _c_o_c_k_ in my mouth and lapped it generously. He quickly began throwing himself in the ecstasy of a wild orgasm as he pumped his jism in my anxious mouth.
When he was empty I told him to bend over the chair again. "No more, he said frightenedly as I got up from the coudh and directed him back to his spread pattern over the chair."
"No I said, I have more pleasurable things in mind for your hot ass", as I unzipped my own manhood and inserted a finger into his tight, virgin ass. As I wiggled my finger making room for more finfgers and finally my manhood he squirmed in great pleasure. Finally, as i inserted he came a second time on to the chair in front of him. As I quickly came to orgasm, we collapsed spent, sweaty and in his case sore, very very sore.
As I stood up and got readsy to go I reminded him how his weekend was booked, he had to repay the $100 I tossed his way. "And remember I said, I will be enforcing a good work ethic on your ass. So be on time. This Saturday, 7:30 am sharp, I gave him my address and told him to be sure to wear that belt"
***************************************************************************** Watch for part two to see if he shows up for work duty, and how his work ethic will be?