Brad Tomkins knew that he was getting what he deserved. Afterall it wasn't the first time this had happened. His ass had been getting him in trouble all his life. Even as a young teen he had such a big round ass that it was hard to find pants that fit him. It was in Junior High that he learned the power of his big beefy globes. He'd hear the girls gasp as he walked by. They'd whisper things like, "Look at that bubble butt" and "It's so big and round". The guys would kid him in the locker room before gym class as he'd try to wiggle his huge ass into the little gym shorts. In fact on more than one occasion during PE his massive cheeks came popping out of the back of his shorts as they split the seam of the shorts. Since the shorts were so tight to begin with he could never get briefs under them just a jock, so his bare ass made regular appearances in gym class. He noticed that even his teachers would take time to stop and stare. But it wasn't until his Senior year of High School that he really learned how to use the power of his hot butt.
Brad had Mr. Wilson for Chemistry and was failing miserably. That's what made him cheat on the finale. Unfortunately he had gotten caught. He had noticed Mr. Wilson looking at his butt more than once. By this point Brad was used to this. Everyone stared at his ass, man or woman. Straight or gay. All were in awe of it. That's what gave him the idea. The idea to "earn" his passing grade. As Brad stood before his teacher as the rest of the class filed out of the room he felt the butterflies in his stomach.
"Cheating Mr. Tomkins. I'm disappointed in you.", said Mr. Wilson.
Brad hung his head, "I'm sorry , Sir."
"You should be. I hope you know this means you fail and therefore will not be graduating with the rest of your class."
"Please Sir, I know it was wrong but can't we work something out? I'll do whatever you say."
Was that a spark Brad saw in his teachers eye? This would be easier than Brad had expected. "Well, then Brad since you bring it up what do you have in mind?"
His a smart guy thought Brad. He won't suggest it first. He wants me to suggest it. And if truth be told Brad was enjoying the attention more than he thought. "Well, Mr. Wilson, you could always punish me couldn't you. I mean what if one of your own children had cheated on a test. what would you have done?"
There was a long pause before Mr. Wilson spoke. "If one of my own children had cheated he'd feel my hand on the seat of his pants."
Now Brad knew he had him where he wanted him. "Okay."
"Okay, what, Mr. Tomkins?", inquired the teacher skeptically.
"Okay you can spank me." Brad couldn't believe how easily the words flowed from him. But after all he had to pass this class to graduate and what else could he do. No one would ever know.
"That's highly irregular.", said Mr. Wilson as he loosened his tie to cool himself down a bit.
"But if I let you spank me I will pass, right?"
"Well, I suppose we could work out something like that.", said the teacher slowly.
"Then I want you to spank me, Sir." And with that Brad leaned over the teachers desk sticking his ass in the air.
All Mr. Wilson could do was stare. Here was this hot young 18 asking to be spanked. His tight jeans hugging his ample ass. There was a stirring in the teachers pants. He had fantasized about this for so long and now here it was. If he was going to do it he had better do it either before he woke from this dream or Brad changed his mind. He got up and stood behind the student. "Okay I want you to grab the desk and not let go." With that Mr. Wilson reared back and the first swat landed on Brad's big round ass. Brad Winced.
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This was great but while he had the chance Mr. Wilson was going to take full advantage of the situation. He was going to see all he could of this fine young man and his big firm ass. "All right I want you to stand and face me, Brad."
"Stand, Sir?"
"Yes, now do it and lower your pants."
This was something Brad hadn't expected. He stood and faced the teacher, "Lower my pants? But, Sir I don't know...."
"You have a choice of course. If you choose not to lower them then you can take the failing grade and graduate later.", now the teacher knew he had the student at his mercy.
It wasn't exactly what Brad had planned on but if it got him the grade okay he'd do it. He reached for his belt buckle and undid it. He then unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He then lowered his pants. Underneath the young man wore a very skimpy pair of red bikini briefs. His T shirt came to the top of where his jeans had been and the top of the briefs was considerably lower so he was barely cover. Not only did this young man have a big beefy ass but he also had an enormous set of balls, that wear straining at the little briefs. Mr. Wilson spoke, "Okay turn and bend back over the desk."
Brad did as instructed. As he turned the teacher couldn't help but see that the briefs barely covered the boys ass. Each of his round melons were popping out of the leg bands of his bikini. And as he bend over the briefs rode up further. This was a sight to behold thought Mr. Wilson as he picked up where he left off.
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With each slap of his hand to the youth's ass Brad would squirm and wiggle causing the briefs to ride further up his ass crack. It appeared to him the young man's big ass was swallowing the scant briefs. Mr. Wilson had to stifle a laugh as he thought to himself, "Maybe that's how his ass got so big, from eating his underwear." The assault on Brad's ass continued until he was instructed to stand again.
He did so but when he was told to face his teacher he refused. "Am I to understand you said no Mr. Tomkins?"
"Please don't make me turn, Sir." , Brad begged.
"Turn or fail."
What could he do thought Brad so he turn to face his teacher. As he did he hung his head in shame. His _c_o_c_k_ had grown to twice its original size and the top of it had popped out the waist band of his red bikini briefs. Not to mention that there was a wet spot on the front of the briefs. Precum though Mr. Wilson. So Brad was enjoying this.
"Okay young man now drop those little briefs and back over the desk."
Brad knew better than to fight it. He had come this far why turn back now so he did as instructed. As he lowered the briefs his dick and balls came flopping out. My this kid was put together nicely thought his teacher. Not only were his _c_o_c_k_ and balls huge but the balls were low hangers. With Brad back over the desk his big exposed ass in the air Mr. Wilson beg spanking again. He couldn't believe how red this kids ass was. But he was taking it like a champ.
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Brad's muscular ass quivered with each stroke. The teacher continued the punishment. He watched the boys ass turn redder and redder with each hit. He was squirming uncontrollably now just about in tears begging for mercy. As he wiggled his big nut sack swung back and forth. Finally he could take no more and began to cry.
Brad was full of mixed emotions. It hurt and he wanted it to stop but at the same time he was aroused and dripping precum. With each swat from the teacher his dick was pushed into the desk. He could feel himself close to orgasm but did not want that. He would be so humiliated. This was bad enough. as the tears streamed down his face he asked the teacher to stop. But it was if his pleas were unheard.
This was it he knew he could stop it he felt it coming but couldn't stop it. CRACK came the hit from the teacher and at that moment Brad began to cum. It ran down the side of the desk to the floor. A few drops landed on the teachers shoe. Brad screamed in both pain and ecstasy as he experienced the most intense orgasm of his life.
With that Mr. Wilson stopped. He walked around to the front of his desk and puled a box of tissues from the top desk drawer. He threw the box at Brad and told him to clean up and get dressed. Brad did as instructed and was told that he had passed the course and would be able to graduate providing that he never mention this session to anyone. Brad agreed and was off.
Well, here he was just a few short months later a Freshman in college and here he sat outside the coaches office waiting to be called in. He had been late for wrestling practice three times this week and most likely would not be able to compete this weekend. but as always Brad had a plan. He had noticed Coach Phillips staring at his ass the same way Mr. Wilson had. So he knew all he had to do was....
to be continued....