Bob and Greg both knew the phone call was bad news. Bob had just found out he got Sheri, his girlfriend, pregnant. It was a hot July afternoon. Greg was with Bob, both of them shirtless, just finished working out on the weight bench in Bob's garage. They both worked hard for their well defined muscles. Both had great broad shoulders, strong arms and chest, and washboard stomachs. Unbeknownst to either of them, the other actually started to enjoy seeing the other without much clothes on.
They were sitting on the spare couch in the garage listening to music when Sheri's father called demanding to speak to Bob's father. Being 18 years old, Bob figured his father would be very mad, but that would be the worst of it. After all, he was legally an adult. Bob was about to find out that it would get worse.
They heard his father slam down the phone. Next, they heard Bob's father stomp towards the house door leading into the garage. Bob looked at Greg apprehensively. He was suddenly becoming afraid of what his father might do. His father has given him spankings before. Even last month he got a good one for staying out too late on a school night. Bob hoped to hell he would not this time. Besides, Greg was over. His father surely would not embarrass him like that in front of a friend.
The door handle turned and Bob's father flung open the door. Bob could tell by the redness of his father's face that he was in a load of trouble. Greg wished he could be anywhere but here.
"I think you know what that phone call was all about!"
"Yes dad, but..." stammered Bob.
"You're old enough to get a girl pregnant but still think you're not too old to be punished!"
"No sir, but..." Bob felt the impending doom.
"Shut up!"
Bob's father walked over to the weight bench and sat down.
"Get your butt over here!"
Bob uneasily stood up. Greg did too and made his way for the door. He was uncomfortable enough being around Bob when he was being yelled at. Somehow he didn't look as buff anymore. He certainly did not want to be present as his best friend was being punished.
"Greg, you sit on the couch and watch. You might learn a thing, too."
"Dad, not in front of Greg...please" pleaded Bob.
"You should have thought of a lot of things before sleeping with Sheri! Now get over here!"
Bob slowly walked over to the weight bench and laid across his father's lap. He felt humiliated with his butt sticking out in anticipation of a spanking while his best friend looked on.
WHACK!
Bob winced in pain. He was suddenly glad he was wearing his boxer-briefs instead of his thong underwear. They absorbed a little bit of the sting.
WHACK!
Bob winced again. He noticed Greg winced at about the same time. Not only Bob was trembling with fear, Greg was too. Bob also noticed Greg's nipples were getting erect. From fear? From excitement?
WHACK!
That one stung even more. Greg started to casually look somewhere else. This entire scene made him uncomfortable. He didn't like the angry tension in the room, but he was getting somewhat aroused see his friend's great body getting spanked. Bob's father noticed Greg was not paying attention.
"Stand up!" ordered Bob's father.
Bob stood up. He hoped to God that his father wouldn't spank him bare assed. That would be too much embarrassment. Instead, his father positioned himself on the weight bench so that when Bob assumes the position again he would be looking right at Greg.
"Get over my lap!"
Bob slowly got back in position.
"Son, you take a good look at your friend while you get spanked. And Greg, you look this way. Don't let me catch you looking anywhere else!"
WHACK!
Bob squirmed in pain. He desperately wanted to get away. The humiliation was bad enough being spanked in front of his Greg. But now he had to look him in the eye at the same time.
WHACK!
Bob winced in pain. He was also becoming aware his _c_o_c_k_ was getting hard. The last time he was spanked he noticed that the combination of submissively waiting for another swat and the friction of his penis against his undershorts as each swat pushed him forward gave him an incredible hardon. Bob had almost cummed when he was last spanked. He definitely did not want to this time either. Also, it wasn't helping matters that he was staring straight at Greg's well built arms, chest, and stomach. Staring at Greg's body while working out was enough to get him hard once in a while.
WHACK!
Bob hoped this would end soon. His butt was really on fire.
"Stand up and take off those jeans!" demanded his father.
"Dad..." pleaded Bob.
"Now!"
Bob got up off his father's lap. Bob slowly pulled his jeans off, careful not to turn so Greg could see his hardon. He was sure his dad noticed it pushing against his boxer-briefs. There wasn't much he could do to hide it.
Greg was watching nervously. Bob looked hot in his underwear. His muscular butt and well sized _c_o_c_k_ and balls filled everything out in the right places. Greg also liked seeing his buddy naked in the showers, but this was not a good time. He noticed Bob looked very embarrassed. He felt sorry for him.
Bob laid back across his father's lap careful not to get his erection in a compromising position. He hoped this ended soon.
WHACK!
Bob's torso jerked upward as he cried out in pain. That one stung a lot.
WHACK!
He jerked upward as he yelped again. This wasn't helping his erection to subside, but he could not help it.
WHACK!
Bob's erection slid smoothly along the inside of his boxer briefs as he jerked forward again. The smacks were coming too quickly.
"Please stop..." pleaded Bob.
WHACK!
"Shut up!" demanded his father.
WHACK!
Bob felt himself reaching that point of no return. His butt was burning and with each swat, he would jerk upward and forward bringing him closer to orgasm. His _c_o_c_k_ was straining to pop out of the elastic band. Bob hoped to God that would not happen. Greg was hoping it would.
"I'm about to..."
WHACK!
"I said to shut up!" yelled his father.
Bob's father grabbed the back of Bob's boxer briefs and yanked them off his butt and down to his ankles. Bob's embarrassment grew. Both his father and Greg could see he had a hardon. Bob was completely naked, fully aroused, and there was no place to hide.
WHACK!
That stung even more. Bob's erection was so sensitive now that even as he jerked upward, his erection grew more with each slide along his father's rough work pants. Greg's own erection was straining his briefs. He actually thought it would be fun to give Bob a spanking.
WHACK!
WHACK!
Bob yelled out with each smack. His father was spanking faster and stronger.
WHACK!
WHACK!
Bob felt he was about to explode. His erection screamed for release as his butt was burning hotter and hotter.
WHACK!
WHACK!
As Bob arched upwards, a thick stream of cum forcefully sprayed out of his _c_o_c_k_. The stream flew across the garage leaving a trail on the floor leading up to drops which hit Greg's foot.
WHACK!
WHACK!
Bob's _c_o_c_k_ spewed more and more with each swat. He didn't care at this point. His butt was on fire and he was having the most incredible uncontrollable orgasm of his life. Greg knew he had to get Bob over his knee someday.
WHACK!
WHACK!
Bob continued jerking upward, but his erection finally was emptied.
"And here's for such a mess!" yelled his father.
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
By this time, Bob was sobbing. He was spanked bare ass in front of his best friend. Not only that, he got an erection and had an orgasm in front of everyone.
His father stopped the spanking. Bob collapsed over his father's lap crying and feeling completely humiliated.
"Get up!"
Bob slowly got off his father's lap. His butt was burning and he saw the mess he just created. Greg sat dumbfounded on the couch. He didn't know quite what to say or do. He didn't even know if he should wipe Bob's cum off his foot. Greg found the scene scary yet arousing.
Bob stood there sobbing as his erection subsided. He felt so humiliated.
"You've acted very irresponsibly," scolded his father. "Not only that, you've created quite a mess here. You obviously don't think with big head...you think with your little head."
Bob became aware just how small his _c_o_c_k_ subsided from such an intense orgasm and from the humiliation and fear of the situation. He wanted to hide.
Then, a car drove up in the driveway. Bob could hear the car door open, slam shut, and someone walking towards the garage. In walked Sheri's father with something in his hand. Bob's eyes widened when he realized Sheri's father was carrying a paddle.
"So, that's what you used on my daughter!" said Sheri's father once he saw Bob standing naked with his _c_o_c_k_ shrinking with fear.
"Bend over and grab your ankles!" he boomed.
Bob froze in fear. Sheri's father had every right to be mad, but not to paddle him. His butt burned enough. He felt humiliated enough. Now, he had to be paddled some more in front of three people instead of two.
"You better do what he says!" said Bob's father sternly.
Bob bent over seeing Greg as he did so. Greg looked very uncomfortable and scared. He did notice a lump in Greg's pants. Bob feared he could never face his friend again after being so exposed and humiliated.
Bob grabbed his ankles and waited.
Sheri's father walked up behind Bob and ordered him to spread his legs farther apart. Bob's limp _c_o_c_k_ hung down between his legs.
SMACK!
Bob jumped in pain. He was just smacked on his _c_o_c_k_! The pain was incredible.
"That one is to remind you where you should be getting all your swats! Now stay still!"
WHACK!
The paddle came down with such force it sent Bob sprawling to the floor landing in his puddles of cum. He started to cry again. Greg thought that if this keeps up, he'll shoot right here in his jeans. Bob's muscled hot bod was such a turn-on being spanked.
"Get up and stay in place this time or I'll make sure you don't move!" demanded Sheri's father.
Bob lifted himself back up and assumed the position. Some small globs of cum dripped off of one of his nipples. Greg thought if he gets Bob into a similar situation, he'd dab the cum off his nipples and make him eat it.
WHACK!
Bob fell forward but was able to stop himself with his hands.
"It looks like you are not quite a man after all!"
With that, Sheri's father yanked Bob up by his arm and dragged him over to the weight bench.
"Lay down!"
Bob nervously laid down on the weight bench. Sheri's father positioned each of his arms and legs next to corresponding legs of the weight bench. Bob's father handed Sheri's father some strands of rope. He tied Bob to the bench.
Bob laid there feeling even worse than before. Here he was completely naked, dripping with his own cum after having an orgasm in front of his father and best friend, tied to his weight bench, and with his butt exposed. Bob was glad that at least he was laying on his _c_o_c_k_ so it would be out of the way.
Greg moved his hips a bit so his hardon could rub against his own underwear. This scene was getting better and better.
WHACK!
Sheri's father brought the paddle down with such force that Bob lurched forward as far as his restraints would let him.
"AAAHHHHH!" Bob screamed.
WHACK!
That one was thankfully less hard but still stung.
WHACK!
Bob clenched his fists trying to endure each swat. Greg matched each swat with the movement of his hips. He didn't care right now if he shot in his jeans.
WHACK!
"Not again" thought Bob to himself. With each swat, he would lurch forward from the force, which was making his _c_o_c_k_ rub between his ribbed, tight torso and the smooth surface of the weight bench seat. He didn't want to get hard again.
WHACK!
Despite the pain, Bob felt himself getting harder and harder with each swat. Greg was enjoying the rhythm.
WHACK!
Bob started sobbing out loud again. The pain was too much. The humiliation was too much. Getting hard again was too much.
WHACK!
Bob felt himself getting closer to shooting again. Greg was getting closer and was suddenly afraid everyone would be able to see a wet spot on his jeans if he shot.
WHACK!
"Please stop" whimpered Bob.
WHACK!
He felt his _c_o_c_k_ get harder than before. His balls were clenching up for another powerful orgasm.
Suddenly, he noticed between his sobs that his restraints were being untied.
"Get up!" demanded Sheri's father.
"Bummer" thought Greg.
Bob, despite not wanting to get spanked further, didn't want to get up. He didn't want everyone to see his aroused state, especially Sheri's father.
"Get up now or so help me I'll tie you down again!"
Bob slowly and painfully pushed himself up off the bench. He felt his butt stinging and his _c_o_c_k_ throbbing from being brought so close to the edge.
Bob felt all eyes on him as his hardon came into view of everyone. Greg's _c_o_c_k_ was too sensitive to even move. The sight of his friend like this was awesome. Bob was standing there buffed from the recent workout with the most incredible hard _c_o_c_k_ ever.
"So, that's what you used on my daughter! There's other ways to take care of your hormones."
"Yes sir."
"Well, do you know of any or is _f_u_c_k_ing my daughter the only way you know how?"
"No, sir."
"What else can you do with your stiff _d_i_c_k_?"
Bob didn't know what to say. He thought to himself about when he lays in bed naked and slowly strokes his _c_o_c_k_ until he shoots all over his stomach and chest. He didn't want to come out and say it, but he also didn't want any more swats.
"I could jack off" Bob said softly.
"Then get at it boy!"
Bob grabbed his stiff _c_o_c_k_ and slowly pumped it. Greg moved his hips a little. He didn't care anymore about a possible wet spot on his jeans.
"Pump it faster! You must know how!"
Sheri's father swatted him in the butt.
"Lay on your back on the bench and get pumping!"
Bob laid on his back onto the weight bench. Greg thought his body and _c_o_c_k_ looked magnificent as he laid there stroking and pumping. Greg jerked his hips a little faster. His own pre-cum and the friction is his shorts felt so great.
Bob vigorously pumped his _c_o_c_k_. Suddenly, he arched his back, his _c_o_c_k_ got even stiffer, and he shot his load all over his stomach, chest, and face.
Greg simultaneously went over the edge. He felt the warm fluid flood his shorts and jeans. He felt flushed and very excited. He hoped no one noticed.
Bob finished pumping the last few drops out of his _c_o_c_k_.
"Now show us another use for that load instead of shooting it into my daughter!"
Bob, embarrassed and humiliated, looked quizzically at Sheri's father.
"That's right, eat it."
"What!" That command shocked Bob. Greg felt his wet shrinking erection stir a little more to life.
"Eat it now!" demanded Sheri's father as he grabbed the paddle.
Bob looked at the mess on his body. He couldn't make himself do it. Sheri's father quickly walked over to Bob, grabbed his feet with one hand, lifted them high into the air exposing his red butt, and began to swat him.
WHACK!
"Do it now!"
WHACK!
Bob scooped up a handful and poured it into his mouth.
WHACK!
"All of it!"
Bob hurriedly continued to scoop up the cum and ate it. His butt was on fire and he wanted the spanking to end. He licked off his fingers as the last drops went down his throat. His upper torso glistened with the remnants. Greg wished he could give his friend some more.
WHACK!
Sheri's father gave Bob one last swat and let go of his feet. Bob laid on the weight bench totally spent.
"Let that be a lesson" said Sheri's father.
"To both of you," said Bob's father.
Both fathers walked out of the garage leaving Bob lying on the weight bench. Greg sat on the couch in his cum filled jeans. The silence was awesome but as they sat without speaking, each knew what the other was thinking. "One day this'll happen with just the two of us......"