Hoping to miss Jason, his roommate, little Jonathan ran back to his bedroom but Jason was already in bed and appeared to be asleep. Jonathan got into bed as quietly as he could; he didn't want another spanking. Jason looked like that kid, Simon Camden, from the show 7th Heaven, but his muscles were much more defined and Jonathan didn't want a spanking from him. Somehow he just knew that if Jason were to spank him he would probably get spanked harder than even David had just done. Jonathan softly cried himself to sleep.
He wasn't sure whether he was dreaming or not but Jonathan felt someone trying to shake him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw....no, he hadn't been dreaming, Jason was standing over him with his finger to his mouth, telling him to be quiet. Jonathan knew was certain he knew why he was being awakened and he all of the sudden started whimpering but he tried to be as quiet as possible. Jason pulled back his sheets and gently grabbed hold of his arm to have Jonathan follow him. Slowly, the two of them made their way to the vacant bedroom at the far end of the house. After entering, Jason shut the door.
"You know why you're here, don't you?" asked Jason.
Whimpering a little more loudly now, "Y-y-yes."
"I know you've been spanked once already but since it was just with David's hand, I'm sure I will be able to start fresh with you now," Jason continued.
Even though Jonathan knew that Jason was about to blister his butt, he couldn't help but think what a great looking guy Jason was, but the thought of being spanked by that great looking, muscular guy prevented him from being aroused. Jason walked to a closet and pulled out a yardstick about two and a half times the thickness of any ordinary yardstick, and the thought of being spanked by that made Jonathan really begin to cry.
"P-p-pleas, Jason, don't spank me. I'll l-l-listen," Jonathan pleaded.
"I'm sorry," Jason replied, "I didn't spank my last roommate and the guys gave me a real hard time about it." Jason wasn't about to admit to this little kid that the reason he hadn't spanked his last roommate was that he hated getting spankings himself. Whereas most of the guys his age were spanked with a paddle, David's hand proved to be more than hard enough for Jason's tender bottom.
"Now, let's get this over with," said Jason. "Drop your pajamas and bend over the bed."
Slowly, Jonathan did as he was told. Untying the cord that held up his PJs, he let them fall to the ground and wobbled over to the bed in his underwear. Bending over the bed, he reached across with his arms to steady himself.
Jason whistled, and then hated himself for doing so, but Jonathan was in great shape for a kid his age, and his pert little bottom was sticking out so perfectly. Quickly, Jason lowered Jonathan's underwear and kneaded his bottom with one hand, slapping it hard several times, Jonathan began to cry.
Jason stepped back to begin his warm up. Slowly, he tapped Jonathan's butt with the ruler and felt the spring as it popped back. Drawing it back, he aligned his arm in just the right position so that the ruler would land in the center. Drawing it back once more, this time he swung hard, SMACK! And Jonathan began to cry more as an angry, red whelp appeared across his bottom. SMACK! Just above the last line. SMACK! Just below the last line. SMACK!
Jonathan began to plead, "Pl-l-lease, no mooore!" His bottom was so small that the three, stacked strokes covered the fleshy part of his bottom with red whelps, and Jason knew he couldn't keep that up before those whelps would bruise. Quickly, he placed three more stripes in the same places across Jonathan's bare bottom, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! By the end, Jonathan was crying uncontrollably.
Jason thought Jonathan was a pretty tough kid. He couldn't have known how Jonathan took the spanking he received from David, but he had certainly show great cooperation here. Jason began to think that this could be very fun and he laid the ruler down and began to rub Jonathan's bottom for a few minutes.
After awhile, Jason pulled Jonathan's underwear up and told him he could go to bed. With Jonathan still whimpering, he said, "I'm sorry, Jason. I know I'll listen next time." Half-smiling, Jason said, "I hope not," and the two went to bed laughing.