Chris thought he was too old for a spanking at the age of fourteen, he'd never known his father and his mother had rarely spanked him. He hadn't had his butt warmed since he was eleven years old, in fact. So he did as he pleased- he stayed out all night with the bad kids, with whom he had tried a variety of drugs and even committed a few minor crimes. Jane, his mother, was well aware of the problem. She often waited up nights for Chris to come home, and she was at wit's end.
One night Jane stopped by a local bar on the way home from work, she sat at the bar and ordered a drink. When she finished with the first she ordered another, then downed it and ordered another. So it went until a tall, heavy-built man came up to sit next to her, introduced himself as Frank and offered a drink. She was about to refuse when she realized she had just about spent all her money. So she introduced herself and the two moved to a table. She lost herself in his dark blue eyes and soon was chatting as though they had known each other for years. Jane ended up explaining her problem with Chris to the man, who seemed genuinely interested.
Frank had a solution, "I have three sons and a grown daughter myself, and good old-fashioned spankings have always kept them in line."
"Spanking?" Jane asked, unsure, "Isn't he too old for that?"
Frank luaghed heavily, "Of course not, my eldest boy is seventeen and a good strapping always gets him back on track!"
She slumped her shoulders and leaned back, "I couldn't possibly do it myself..." Maybe this idea would work, nothing else had. All that was left was to bring this man home with her.
Frank started to ask about her husband, but quickly thought better of it. A wave of vertigo passed over Jane, she knew it was time to go home. She stood up and the blood rushed to her head, her next sensation was falling...
She woke up in a strange place with a start, "Where am I?" she demanded out loud. Laying in bed, she could obviously tell it was a bedroom, but that's exactly what a young boy, maybe eight or so, came into the room to tell her. As her head cleared, she remembered the night before, "Where's Frank?" she asked.
"I'll go get him." the pudgy boy responded and ran off calling for his father.
Oh God, did I...? She pondered the events of the night following her black out. Oh well. She could do a lot worse, she figured. Sounds of footsteps in the hall broke her out of her thoughts.
"Good Morning," Frank said as he entered the room, "would you like some breakfast?"
"No thanks..." she said as she tried to fight the dull pain her head, she had a hangover. Then suddenly, she just remembered... "...Chris! He's all by himself..." she went to get up, but Frank held her down.
"Don't worry, just relax. My oldest son, Joey, goes to the same school. I sent him over to your house to watch your boy last night, he even brought him to school this morning..."
"Whoa, my dad would kill me if he knew it was gonna be like this!" Joey said as he stood centered in the chaos of a huge party.
Chris patted him on the back, "Don't worry about it, my mom's a pushover- even if she finds out about skipping school and the party, she won't do anything."
"But I was supposed to be watching you... and my dad will beat my ass if he finds out I skipped school..."
The smell of smoke cut through the air, "Relax man!" Chris said as he passed Joey a joint.
The smell wasn't bad and everybody else seemed to be enjoying it, but Joey decided to decline. Just then a voice called out, "Somebody's here!", then a shout, "PARENTS HOME!!"
Kids scrambled out of the house like roaches, and when the front door opened, there were Chris and Joey standing there in middle of the half-wrecked house.
A smirk on his face, Chris looked over at Joey and shrugged his shoulders, obviously unconcerned.
Joey stood there dumbfounded. He knew his dad would be really pissed, especially since he liked this lady and now he was ruining his father's chances. His hands went subconciously to his backside, which he was sure was about to catch fire. Maybe not there or then, but he was sure his dad would really give it to him...
Frank and Jane walked up to the house as the last of the stragglers exited and took off running wildly. Jane had asked Frank to spank Chris today, but now it appeared there was a real reason. She turned to face the man she was getting used to having around, "Now's the perfect time. Give it to him good, you have my permission."
"Sure, but I have other business to deal with first." he muttered as he gestured at his own son's car.
Chris was startled to see the man with his mother, he was huge! At least six foot and most of his 250 lbs. was muscle, his first thought was that the guy should be playing pro football. He sort of cowered, even though he knew (or thought he knew) that the man wouldn't touch him.
Knees shaking, Joey faced his father, he explained everything that happened. Then he faced the floor and waited for his father to decide his punishment.
With one motion, Frank pulled his belt from around his waist, "You know you're going to get a lickin'," then he turned to Chris and pointed, "You are going to get one also, young man. Your mother has decided she doesn't approve of your behavior and now I'm here to modify that behavior."
Chris' heart dropped, had he heard correctly? This big, burly man was going to give him a licking? He couldn't believe it, he wanted to sink away and disappear. He had to fight to keep from openly crying.
"Both of you go to Chris' room and strip to your underpants!" Frank ordered, and Joey headed off down the hall.
Shocked and in disbelief, Chris gave a pleading look at his mother. Jane turned away from the look in her son's eyes, "Do as you're told, Chris."
Now he was scared, so Chris tried to find the brighter side of things as he slowly made his way to his room. The upside, he decided as he entered his room to see Joey undressing, would be getting to see the older boy spanked. He stared at Joey's butt, framed by his white briefs, which Chris assumed would come off during the spanking.
So lost in thought was Chris that he was still fully dressed and not even motioning to unclothe himself as Frank came in the room. Thankfully, the man did not seem to care, "Get those clothes off, boy." was all the man said.
Joey moved a pillow to the middle of the bed then positioned himself laying over it so his butt was up in the air, obviously used to the routine. A glare from Frank caused Chris to start undressing, he slowly removed his shirt and sighed in relief as the man turned his attention back to his son.
Frank repositioned the boy a little bit then stood beside him, "You're going to get ten licks for failing to properly watch Chris here. Ten more licks for not bringing him to school, and another twenty licks for allowing the party. That's forty, plus another twenty for skipping school and general misbehaviour- a total of sixty. I'll give you half on your briefs, then bare from there. Any questions?"
"No sir..." Joey said as his stomach turned.
Chris' eyes widened, sixty licks?! He knew he himself could never take that many and would probably be screaming after two, judging by the size of Frank.
Then it started, Frank rose his belt and brought it down hard on the middle of Joey's ass. It landed with a crack and Chris winced, but Joey remained silent. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! This time three rapid licks and Joey gave a small grunt of pain. By twenty licks, Joey was not sure how long he could hold out before bawling.
The next ten whacks came hard and quick and Joey yelped with each one, a single tear rolled down his cheek as he tried not to cry. Then Frank reached down for the underpants. Watching in amazement, Chris couldn't help but get excited as Frank peeled the sweaty briefs off of Joey and threw them aside. The boy's ass was a bright red already, and now it had no protection from the belt.
WHAACCKKK!!! A hard smack started the licking back up and the younger boy watched as a mark formed where the belt had struck, Chris was so excited by the display that he begun to feel a tingling in his crotch.
Joey knew he couldn't take any more, the belt steadily fell on his bruised cheeks and tears started flowing down his face. He was yelling with each hit to his ass now and breathed a short sigh of relief as his father paused at fifty. He choked on his sobs as he tried to regather his composure, but the fire in his backside was too great.
The last ten licks were furious, they echoed so loud it was deafening, Joey screamed and bawled like a baby. Frank raised the belt for the last lick as his son cowered in fear, his well-punished butt-cheeks clenched together... WWHHAAACCCKKKK!!!!!
"OOOWWWW!!!!!" Joey yelled as the last whack landed, he jumped up and clenched his burning ass and cried out.
Chris' _c_o_c_k_ was rock hard and he was deathly scared of this man seeing it, as he knew he was next.
Then Frank turned to Chris, "Still got those pants on?"
Taking one more look at poor Joey's butt, Chris turned sheepishly to the man, "Please don't use the belt on me. Please?!"
"I'm not going to use the belt for this first time..."
First time?! Chris trembled at the thought of having to regularly recieve spankings like the one he just witnessed.
"...but since you couldn't take those pants off after all the time I gave you, I'm going to have to."
Chris fell to the ground begging, nearly crying before the spanking started, "Please...!"
Sighing, Frank gave in, "Okay, I'll give you a choice. Fourty licks with the belt on the seat of your pants, or fourty smacks with my hand on your bare ass."
He hesitated, knowing both would hurt a great deal. After a moment's consideration, Chris decided Frank's hand would hurt less, even if it was on his bare ass. The only problem was he still had a hard-on...
"Well?" Frank asked, impatiently.
Hesitating, then Chris answered by pulling down his pants and quickly removing his underwear, trying to cover his erection.
"What are ya trying to hide?" Frank asked as he grabbed Chris' arm, leaving his hard _c_o_c_k_ exposed.
The pain in Joey's rear slightly subsided at this new turn of events, this could be interesting...
Chris blushed as Frank examined his _c_o_c_k_, "I think you enjoyed Joey's lickin' a little too much, maybe you need the same thing!"
"NO! I mean, please sir! I can't help it."
"No, I don't suppose you can help it..." Frank muttered as he grabbed Chris by his hard pecker and pulled him over his lap.
The embarrassment was terrible, Chris actually prayed for the spanking to start so Frank would let go. Well, the spanking did start, but Frank did not relinquish his grasp on Chris' _c_o_c_k_.
Chris was softly crying by the fourth spank and each slap, it seemed, felt like a hundred needles stinging his ass. Then Frank picked up the pace and Chris started yelling as the smacks fell rapidly on his ass, reddening it. He struggled, but every time he wriggled about he moved his _c_o_c_k_ around in Frank's grasp- only making it harder. Soon Chris was bucking, bawling, and moaning as each spank landed and his vain efforts to move his butt out of the way brought him closer to ejaculation.
When twenty smacks had gone by, he was given a short rest. Chris didn't think he could take anymore, he'd never felt a pain like the fire in his asshe hadn't really noticed but Frank had been lecturing him most of the time, "yessir" he would sob now and again, or beg for him to stop. Worst of all, though, he knew that he would not be able to keep from cumming on Frank's lap if the man didn't let go of his pulsing _d_i_c_k_.
Frank tightened his grip on the teen's penis, it was rock hard. The boy was enjoying it, he thought. He couldn't have that...
The spanking started again and so did the bawling and crying as each slap brought Chris deeper into pain, yet his bucking and squirming brought him closer to pleasure and he was about to cum.
WWHHACCKKK!!! "ooohhh...!!" Only two more...
WWHHHAACCCKKK!!! "OOOHHHH!!!!" ...one more...
WWWHHHHAAACCCKKKK!!!!! "OOWWW!!!!!!!!!" Chris shot his load into Frank's hand and slumped down onto his lap, sobbing softly.
The man made no mention of the cum in his hand as he went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came back he grabbed the belt and told Chris he was going to get a quick taste of it for that little mishap.
Chris didn't respond, he layed there and braced himself. Bringing the belt back as far as he could, Frank warned him it would hurt. The belt came down with all of Frank's strength and Chris let out a dry scream as it felt as though the flesh had just been burned off his ass. Frank then told him to come inside and apoligize to his mother for being a brat as soon as he got himself together, then he left the room.
Chris just layed there, trying to understand what he was feeling, his ass was on fire, but he felt great. It still hurt really bad, and tears still ran down his face... but somehow he had just felt the worst pain and the best pleasure of his life.
Joey had watched, mesmerized through the spanking, he'd never seen anything like that. His _d_i_c_k_ was rock hard now.
Slowly, Chris found the strength to get up, "I'm sorry for getting you into this Joey, it's all my fault. I wish I could make it up to you..."
"You can." was all Joey said.
Looking at Joey's erection, he had an idea of what he meant. Chris knelt in front of the older boy and sucked him off.
"Not quite what I meant..." Joey gasped, then busted a nut, "... but it will definately do..."
Afterwards, both teens fully inspected each other's bruises... Joey's obviously being far worse. Then they got dressed slowly and came back into the living room.
Not sure what to expect, Jane watched as her son emerged from his room, his eyes red from crying. Chris walked up to his mom and hugged her, apoligizing for his misdeeds.
"C'mon, Joey. We're leaving." Frank said goodbye to Jane and went to leave.
"Wait." Chris called.
"What?"
"...thanks." he returned, staring at the ground.
Frank held out his hand for the boy to shake, but Chris embraced him instead, "Whoa. You be good for your mother now. You hear me, Chris?"
"Yes sir." he said with a smile, then turned, "See-ya, Joey."
"Later, Chris."
He closed the door and turned to his mom, who stared in amazement.
"So, how'd you and Frank get to be buddies so quick?"
"He's cool."
"And the spanking?"
"It hurt like hell... but I deserved it, didn't I mom?"
"Yes, you did Chris." she said with a smile as she hugged her son...