I was standing in the shower at the gym when I noticed a very handsome man walking into the shower room. He was at least 6'1 with blond hair and green eyes. I had to turn away because I was getting hard just looking at him. It was not till I was getting dressed that trouble started.
"Well if it isn't the little fag." Russ said.
Russ was walking towards me with his little gang of groupies. He was a very mean angry man who derived intense pleasure from hurting and humiliating me.
"What, now you don't even say hi to your betters, FAG?" Russ said pushing on me.
"Leave me alone." I said trembling and trying to dress faster.
I had hoped changing my schedule and coming earlier would stop me from having to deal with this guy.
"Ah am I making pint size nervous and scared." Russ asked his voice dripping sarcasm.
His friends laughed but looked around like they were slightly embarrassed by the scene he was making.
I said nothing I was really trying hard not to cry and to get the hell out of there. I hated being only 5'6 with a swimmers build. All my life I had been an easy target for bullies. I hurriedly stuffed my gym bag and tried to leave. As I tried to push by him he shoved me and I feel forward. I hit my chin biting my lip and scraping my hands on the floor. Now I really was blinking back tears.
"Don't _f_u_c_k_ING walk away from you little _f_u_c_k_ing RUNT." Russ yelled kicking me.
"Hey man, " One of his friends said. "Come on leave him alone he ain't worth the effort."
"Shut the _f_u_c_k_ up. I am going to teach this little pint size runt a lesson in respect." Russ snapped.
Through many experiences such as this one I had learned what to expect and protect during a beating. I had curled up into a tight ball with my hands trying to protect my head.
"Get up you _f_u_c_k_ing fairy." Russ yelled kicking me.
Oh that hurt so bad; I wanted to move my arms from the line of fire but knew better to know matter how much it hurt my arms.
"Leave him ALONE." I heard someone yell and felt Russ being pulled away from me. "Get the _f_u_c_k_ out of here before I teach YOU some respect." "Who the _f_u_c_k_ do you think you are? Protector of little pint size fairies?" Russ spat out.
"No asshole I am his friend and if I were you I would walk away before I really lose my cool."
"Whatever." Russ said but I heard him and his friends leave.
"Hey kid you OK?" The guy asked helping me up.
I nodded and started whipping at my eyes. I would not look at the guy I mumbled thanks and tried to grab my bag and leave.
"Hey now slow down there, little one." He said and I could hear the concern in his voice. His voice was so smooth and gentle that I looked up at him.
Then wished to god I had not. It was the guy from the shower. I pulled away almost losing control of my tears as I wished with all my heart the ground would open up and swallow me.
"Now sit down here and let me look at you. Did they do any damage to your cute little face?" He said pushing me down and grabbing my chin to make me look up at him.
I shook my head and tried to clear it. I thought he had just said I had a cute little face. I must really be losing it.
"Oh kiddo you are bleeding. Here stay still and let me get something to clean you up."
I stayed there and let him clean me up. I was really hurting and mad at myself for crying.
"My name is Lance by the way." He said smiling at me as he gently wiped my lips and face up. "What is yours?"
"Cody" I mumbled
"Well, Cody I think you are going to live." He said and ruffled my hair a bit. "Now how about letting me escort you home?"
"I'm fine." I said standing and trying to look OK. "Thanks for the help."
"Cody." He said as he gently took my hand. "In case you are not noticing I am trying to pick you up. Now please let me help you."
I turned a bright shade of red and mumbled OK. I was not used to such handsome looking men picking me up.
Well I guess as you can tell he turned out to be gay too and we ended up at his place for dinner. It was nice he was nice and I felt like I was falling in love. I mean how often does a knight in shinning armor come to your rescue and then take you home and feed you.
Well we started spending lots of time together after that. He went to the gym with me whenever I wanted and kept me safe bullies. I also stayed at his place a lot. He really did not like my place. One it was a studio apartment that was very very very small and two it was always a mess I was not the cleanest kid around.
Lance also developed this nickname for me, Half-pint. It was not meant to be mean I thought it was rather cute. He told me that he did not know why that jerk called me pint size when I was more like a half-pint. That actually made me laugh a bit. When he called me half-pint it made me feel safe and warm.
"You know brat," Brat is another name he loved to call me. Especially if I was acting like one. "This place really does need cleaned."
He said this as he looked around my place, as I was getting ready to go.
"Yeah I will do it later." I said slipping on my coat and kicking things out of my way to get to the door.
"Sweetheart you always say you will do it later." Lance said grabbing my hand. "I think we should take the time now and then go eat. It is early yet."
"No I wanna go now. I will do it later when I have time." I whined.
"Cody," Lance said firmly. "There is time now. So take off your jacket and let's get started with two of us it will not take long at all."
"No" I said stomping my foot. "It is my place and I don't have to clean it if I don't wanna."
"Cody Dawson!" Lance said looking at me in surprise. "I do not expect you to act like that when I ask you to do something. Now drop that attitude immediately young man and let's get to work on this so we can go have some fun."
"And if I don't." I asked sticking my chin in the air.
"Then I guess we can spank you first then clean, brat." Lance said.
He then walked over to me and swatted my little butt hard twice. I was shocked but quickly decided to clean rather than push Lance.
He was right it did not take us long to get my place sparkling clean. He made me clean the kitchen and the bathroom. Pick up all my scattered stuff and throw all the trash away. I had two bags of trash when we were done. He was also right that it was a better looking place clean. I also could see my bed for the first time in ages and it had clean sheets on it. He made me put my laundry in another bag and said I could do that tonight at his house.
"You hit me." I said glaring at him.
"No sweetheart I did not hit you I swatted you." Lance said pulling me into a hug. "There is a difference. I would never just haul off and hit you. But I will spank you if you need it. You are very special to me baby and I want to take care of you."
"I am to old to spank." I said indignantly.
"I might agree with that, Little One," Lance said kissing my forehead to take away the sting of his words. "If you did not act like a brat sometimes. But no worries ,love, I love you even if you are a brat."
"How do I act like a brat???" I demanded.
"Where shall I start?" Lance asked laughing a bit. "Let's see you were late to work four times last week because you stayed up to late watching TV or playing on the computer, you get out of the shower and just drop your wet towel on the floor till I tell you to hang it up, you eat junk food ALL the time and it is a chore to get you to eat right, and you throw a tantrum when someone says no."
By now I was blushing furiously. I had not thought he noticed it that much.
"While we are on the subject and since we are getting serious I must warn you that next time you step out of line I am going to spank you Baby Boy."
"WHAT!!????"
"Sweetie I love you and there are certain behaviors that I am not going to put up with anymore. Like that fit you threw a few minutes ago, but baby I love you and promise that I will never ever hurt you."
I just nodded. I had a lot to think about. I mean I knew I was a brat but to hear him say it kind of hurt. Although he was not being mean about it. I did love him and I trusted him. I would just wait and see what happened the next time he thought he should spank me. As it turns out I did not have that long to wait.
"Hey Cody," Lance yelled as I was in the bathroom getting ready to go a few weeks later. "I just took a call from the car company they said you had not paid your bill this month and tomorrow is the first and another payment is due already, what is all that about?"
"I just forgot." I yelled back. "I will try and remember tomorrow."
"Uh what do you mean you just forgot?" Lance asked as I walked into my bedroom/living room. "Oh you know, I just did not think about mailing it then I thought I would stop and pay it and I just have not taken the time."
"What else have you "forgot" this month, Cody? You can not just forget about your bills." Lance said and I heard exasperation in his voice.
"Lance come on, it is not that big of a deal OK." I said rolling my eyes. "I do this a lot. It will be fine."
"No young man it will not be fine. Give me your bills and lets go over them now."
"Lance I do not want too."
"Did I ask what you wanted, little boy?"
"No" I sighed and got him my bills.
We had been discussing seriously moving in together but I was still afraid of the spanking thing so I kept putting him off. The thing was we were always together anyway. I actually had more cloths and stuff at his place than my place now anyway.
"CODY DAWSON!" Lance yelled breaking me out of my thoughts. "When was the last time you paid your credit card or updated your check book. The last entry I see in your check book was TWO YEARS AGO."
"Well I actually never update it. I am lousy with numbers and all of that writing down stuff." I mumbled realizing I was in a bit of trouble.
"I see." He said tightly. "Well let's see what your account has in it shall we."
With that he called my bank and got the balance. As he listened his face grew dark. I knew that I had at least two over the limit charges and that they were $25 for each check that was over what I had in the bank.
"Alright Cody, you explain to me about these over the limit charges and why you seem to think that it is OK not to pay bills and to overdraw your account."
"Laaannnncccccceeeeee," I whined " It is an accident that this stuff happens. I do not mean to go over the limit I just forget things."
"If you wrote them down you would not forget!" He said then he took a deep breath. "Ok, little one, this is just to much to over look I am going to spank you then we are going to sit down and go over everything."
"I don't wanna a spankin', please Lance I am sorry don't spank me please." "Sorry little boy but you have more than earned this."
With that he grabbed me and headed towards the couch/bed. I pulled and tugged to get away but nothing worked. Soon I was over his knee with my pants around my knees and my underwear soon followed.
"Alright Cody I want you to tell me why you are getting this spanking." Lance said as he gently rubbed my bottom.
"Cause you're mean." I said in a pouty voice.
I received to hard slaps for that and they hurt.
"Cody don't make this any harder I can guarantee that you will ware out before my hand does. Now tell me why I am spanking you."
"Owwwwww because I have not paid bills or balanced owwww oh owwww my ow checkbook owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww."
"That is correct. Now let's see if I can impress upon you that these are two things you should be doing."
After a few more swats I was promising never to forget to pay bills or balance my checkbook. I would have promised him the world if he only would stop swatting my poor defenseless backside.
"ow pleasssseeeeeee stopppppp it hurts owww oh I will be good I promissssssssssseeeeeeeeee owwwwwwwww oh och oh please stop ow please Lanccccccceeeee stoooooooooooopppppppppppppp."
"Cody whack I whack do whack NOT whack whack whack want to whack see whack that whack you whack are whack NOT whack whack whack balancing whack your whack checkbook whack again whack."
"Ohhhhhh nooooooo sob I swear och ow owo ow never again owwwwwww."
"And whack bills whack had whack better whack be whack on whack time whack."
"Owwwwwwwwwwww yes sir they owwww oww will beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
When he finally stopped smacking my red-hot bottom I just laid there and sobbed. I could not believe the pain or heat radiating from my poor little butt. This hurt so bad. I was swearing I would never forget about bills ever again.
"Ok baby it is all done. Now go stand in the corner and do not touch that cute little butt of yours. I did not make it all hot and stingy for you to rub it out." Lance said as he stood me up and grabbed my hands as they went to my hot bottom.
Lance led me to the corner gave me a hug told me he loved me then put my hands on my head and left me there till I stopped crying.
" OK, half-pint, come here." Lance said when I was down to just sniffling a bit.
I turned around and I so wanted to tell him to get the hell out. I did not need to be treated like this. That I hated him now and never wanted to see him again; but when he opened his arms I ran into them. It felt so good to be in his arms and have him caress me and tell me he loved me and hated having to spank me.
We went over my bills. Lance had pity on me and let me sit with a pillow on my chair. We worked everything out. I was only spanked one or two more times over my checkbook. We moved in together a month after my first spanking.
I can honestly say that he loves me and I love him. Sometimes I am amazed at how I survived without him. I have had tons of spanking since that first time, but they are always fair and he has never really hurt me. Well other than my butt and that really does let me know the error of my ways. He still gives me lots of cuddles after a spanking and I know all is forgiven when the punishment is over. I am very happy to be his boy and he is happy being my man. What more could a person ask for.