For those who wrote asking about other real situations, the following letters (this one and others to come) are shared with the agreement of their authors. Hopefully they are of interest.
[Stefan, please write again as I lost your e-mail address - apologies]
And for those who wrote about Scott's posting as "SpankGod" (yes, possibly the wrong handle for him!), he is very real, sincere, up-front, honest, and also apologetic about the difficulty he had getting it all posted (I & II). Scott and I have discussed some of your suggestions as to what he needs as we talk daily, but our feeling is that we will handle him more privately and personally. Scott, as other real boys out there, understands there are new realities in his young life now. Believe me, his attitudes and responses are appropriate, as they should be, in person. He is right in pointing out that a far extending relationship between a slightly older man and a boy has potential and he knows he is now subject to a spanking anytime, almost anywhere, including in front of anyone who happens to be there when he needs it. No one needs to be concerned that his own training will continue. He is an exceptional guy.
Cal
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Letter #1 " Matthew and that Basement"
Hi Cal!
Well, as you know yourself, there are, indeed, people like us out here ... real, live installers who do, indeed, practice paternal domestic discipline within the family. And, yes, we are, indeed, one of those couples. As I said in my earlier letter, I don't really know why I'm this way, I just know that I am and decided to stop fighting it a few years ago. I would never admit this to anyone I really know; heck, it took me all this time to get up enough nerve just to write to you, but now I wish I had written much earlier and it's good to be able to talk about it with someone who understands me, and us.
Bob was going to leave me years ago because I was quite the "boy-about-town" disco party boy. Some friends of better judgment talked me into trying to keep him because he is, indeed, a wonderful guy and I was simply so wrapped up in myself and all my party friends in town that I was meeting all my needs and none of his. So, once convinced that I should make amends, I went to him and asked him to forgive me and to help me because I didn't want to alienate my own good friends but I didn't want to move and I didn't want to lose him either. He knew of my predilection for punishment. Hell, I've read Jimmy since Day One! Bob wondered aloud if I didn't just need some discipline myself but not for fantasy. I'll admit at that point I didn't like where his thoughts were going and I hadn't expected it. With some discipline, he thought, I could keep my friends and still go out with partying buddies, but he would have some recourse, other than telling me to leave, if I got out of line ... some way to express his displeasure and vent his own anger when I screwed things up or disappointed him. We decided to try it, and the rest is history.
In our case I'm the one who makes more money (as a DJ) and I pay a lot of the bills and watch the budget, etc. In actuality though, Bob is older, rather timid, much more intellectual, and somewhat of a recluse. He's a Professor. He doesn't go out with friends much or anything, preferring to stay home and do crafts and sew things, etc, and he's always at those academic dinner parties where they talk for hours and hours about nothing all that important. You'd never guess in a million years that he's the "disciplinary type" and I know his "colleagues," as he refers to them, don't know. However, not unlike a poppa bear whose cub is in danger, a totally different side of him comes out when I've stepped over the line. I tease Bob now and again, though real carefully for sure, about his "Jekyle & Hyde" personality and he accepts it with a smile, usually -- that's the type of relationship we have.
So, we've lived our lives to date with me as the outgoing, affable trendy younger guy and him as the introverted, quieter older one who's usually in early. I sometimes look at the neighbors and wonder what they'd think if they only knew that this kind and quiet man often takes his weeping and scared "little boy" down in our basement and pulls him across his knee and blisters his bare behind with a big old hairbrush? The basement is where he's arranged for things like that because it's mostly underground and he's set up a special place behind the furnace where it's warm even on winter nights. He's got a carpet and a chair down there waiting for me and, of course, a paddle. I don't like it when he takes me down there! But I'm safe there and I can cry my heart out (and I always do) without any fear that any neighbors might hear me even though his property is large and they might not hear me getting spanked anyway. He's completely resolved to doing this "for my own good". Actually I think he's gotten what you'd call into it! But it also gives him a chance to take action on the anger that he feels for me ... and I'm sure it's his pent-up anger and deep concern for me that allows him to punish me as severely as he does. I get spanked, but I also get paddled. I HATE getting spanked, but it's the whole thing just before and after, OK I'll admit it, that part I like. Could I get up and get away? Of course I could. But I don't because I love him and I know that he loves me and this is the way that we choose to show it sometimes. Believe me, let me repeat. . . I don't like the spankings. They hurt like H and I cry hard and act like a little boy when I'm getting it. I know though, deep inside that I deserve what I'm getting and, after it's all over and the main part of the fire is gone, I often reflect that the corporal punishment I receive is not nearly as bad as the pain in my heart would be should he ever leave me due to my occasionally errant behavior and late party nights out.
I'd love to see more real letters from others like us too, I hope you get some ... and feel free to use mine. Though I'm not all that proud that I get spanked and I'm glad you can't see my face as I'm writing this, but perhaps my letter would show others that this lifestyle helps to keep guys together sometimes. Please write soon.
Regards,
Matthew