Bradley, Continued


by Anonymous

Jack dropped Bradley at school every morning and collected him every afternoon. He would wait in the car park, overlooking the boys exit and Bradley would walk to the car. In the mornings Jack dropped the boy at the school entrance and watched as Bradley met up with his school friends and marched off down the school drive together.

It was Friday. Jack looked at Bradley walking off witth his friend Adam and thought to himself that he must but Bradley another pair of school trousers, the ones he was wearing really were too tight now. As he admired the way his stepsons thin waist accentuated his bottom and legs he decided that perhaps a spanking would be required later in the day.

Jack returned home but could not get the thought of his stepson out of his mind. He had enjoyed being a father to the young boy for the last three years. He loved the boy who, because of his friendy personality and good looks, was easy to love. Jack thought how the boy was more cute than most of the girls in his class.

He was kind to Bradley and knew that the boys real father loved his son as much as he did. He had also discovered early on that Bradley was spanked by his father at the weekends and that his real dad had no objection to Jack keeping his son in line when he was with the stepfather. Both men discussed Bradleys behaviour on Fridays when the boy was dropped at his fathers. Bradley hated this part of the week and did not like the way his behaviour, and punishments, were discussed by his two fathers. On the one hand he felt lucky to have two dads to love and on the other he felt that perhaps he got twice the punishment for when he was bad. His real dad had bought a cane when he had divorced his wife and it was kept in Bradleys room for use when needed. Bradleys dad was not a cruel man but he did believe in enforcing discipline.

In the event Jack decided agaionst spanking Bradley and anyway he was running late. he had to take the boy to his fathers place and then meet his wife at the train sataion. They were heading for the beach for the weekend.

Bradley did not have to change, or pack, when he visited his dad. It was like he had tow homes. Jackl chose Bradleys clothes when he was at his house and his dad dressed him when he was there. Bradley just had to remember his homework book.

Bradleys dad was pleased to see Jack and his son. He welcomed them into his apartment and the two men exchanged news. Yes, Bradley had been a good boy that week and had only been spanked once for not coming when he was called. Bradleys dad then told the boy to go to his room and change. Bradley ran upstairs and undressed before putting on the cloithes that were laid out for him. As usual he had a teeshirt, socks and some play shorts. His dad never allowed underpants, that was one of his rules.

Bradley returned to the living room and asked to watch the TV. He was told, as he was every week, that he had to complete his homework to his fathers satisfaction and then the weekend would be his to enjoy. Bradley did his usual sulk but, knowing the consequences of pushing it too far, he obligingly went to his room and commenced with his homework.

About thirty minutses later Bradley announced that his homework was done. His father asked the boy to present it for inspection and , yes, he had written neatly and completed the job reasonably well. It was at this point that his father announced to Bradley that he had some maths papers for the boy to complete.

Bradley complained that his teachers had not set any work but his dad just smiled and reminded Bradley about the cane in his room. The boy sulked, took the papers and went back to his room. He looked at the stick, standing in the corner of his room, and decided to do the work as best he could.

Bradleys father was plaesed with the effort that his son had made and the rest of the evening passed uneventfully. Bradley prepared for his bath, his dad supervised as he alwayd did, washing the young boys hair for him. His dad admired his sons figure and good looks. He studied Bradleys bottom as the boy dried himself. No signs of a spanking. Father and son spent the evening watching TV and planning the rest of the weekend which would begin as usual with Bradleys swimming lesson at his fathers private health club.

Somewhere in the same town a young swim coach was thinking about the next day. He thought about Bradley, the excercises he would give the boy and lay back on his bad to exercise himself.


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