No question Jeb was up for a visit from Pops to bring Aaron over for some training. In fact, it was the first thing he thought of when the alarm jarred him to wake just before dawn. The city boy on the next spread was going to get his bare fanny spanked this day! Jeb showered, even shaved, then dug into three eggs, hash browns, two generous thick slices of fresh cut ham, and what for others might be a huge amount of perked coffee that offered that morning aroma that only a cowboy could appreciate. After all, this was Gods country and a substantial breakfast was common. Jeb could not feel better. The day was going to be a good one!
The morning was one of those ones when time stood still. Jeb had his own list of things that had to be done around his own spread. Regardless he kept finding himself thinking about his own chance to spank Aaron in the evening. He kept planning it out in his mind. He was going to do it right, even drag it out, for this young man! After all, it was not every night that a good looking teenage boys great grandfather was bringing a lad over for some good old fashioned discipline! Aarons pants and briefs were coming down. Jeb could see it in his mind that morning. And the young man was going to discover what it was like to be sunny side up over Jebs knees and get his bare fanny tanned but good! It was going to be time for a spanking tonight!
On the other hand, things were not the same at Pops spread next door, about three miles down the road. The alarm went off in Pops room at 4:30 a. m. just as it always did. The one in Aarons room went off too but it just rang and rang and rang. The old lady yelled, Pops yelled and even gave a feeble bang on the door, but the alarm in Aarons room kept on ringing. Finally, with Pops still banging on the door a weak voiced Aaron could be heard yelling out, OK, OK, I got it. Aaron was now awake too.
The old lady was cooking flapjacks and the coffee was perking in her kitchen too, but only Pops was there to sip it with her when it was finished. The two of them had started every morning that way for seventy-five years or so already. That kind of a habit was hard to break at their age.
Pops was already up and fuming about how long it was taking Aaron to get up and down to the kitchen again. He had fumed almost every day the boy had been there, it seemed. But this time his wife seemed impatient too.
You need to do something about that boy, she said shaking her head as she set a plate of flapjacks in front of her husband. Hes not like the others. Id call him just plain lazy. She pulled up her own chair and sat down cuddling her own cup of hot coffee in her hands in front of her while looking over at her husband. You would have never let our boys get away with what you ignore in him.
Im not ignoring anything, mind ya, nothing at all, Pops stared back at her. He was clearly annoyed at the question and showed it.
Well then, get on up there and lay the strap on him a couple of mornings when he doesnt get up. Ill bet he changes right quickly, she said shaking her head, you let him get away with too much. Things hes doing you would never have let our boys get away with and you know it.
Yea, Mom, I guess youre right; Im trying my best, ya know, but it aint so easy, Pops admitted.
Well, then maybe the problems you, she said looking right at him. I have to handle everything?
The old lady sat her coffee cup down and pushed her chair back from the table before she went over to the sink. Drawers jangled noisily as she opened and shut several of them until she found what she was looking for.
Morning, Aaron walked right in in the midst of all the clamoring she was making. He sat down at his place at her kitchen table.
What time do you have that alarm of yours set for, Aaron? the old lady asked without turning to look at him.
4:30, maam, he said, why?
Well, why cant you ever get up when it rings and get down here in time for breakfast then? she interrogated him gruffly.
Just cant, I guess, the boy had gulped down a glass of milk in one big gulp.
The old lady turned from the kitchen drawers where she had been fumbling and started to come toward the table where the boy and her husband were sitting. Time I teach you about promptness and manners, she said as she came toward him. Now you stand up and take them pants down for me. In her right hand was the ruler she had used on many boys when she had been a teacher.
Ah, Grandma, come on, please. Ill be on time tomorrow, Aaron wined while he was shaking his head no, but he stood up anyway and looked right at her.
You heard me, young man, she said, You get them down. Now.
Ah, Grandma, Ill be one time tomorrow. Promise. Aaron did not seem a bit concerned about any of this.
Dont you disobey your Grandma, the woman barked back while she tapped that ruler in her hand.
Obediently this time, Aaron unbuckled his belt and zipped down his zipper. His pants parted in the front showing his boxers. Aaron let them drop to the floor and stood there in his boxers while she pulled out her own kitchen chair beside him.
Grandma, please. Ill be on time tomorrow, promise I will!
You bet you will, she said sternly, because any morning you arent from now on, Im going to start your morning with my ruler to remind you. Lay over my lap, Aaron. She had sat down and was waiting.
Aaron certainly do not look happy right then but he did not seem scared either. He did not argue further with her either. Instead he went over her lap like she had told him too. When she tugged at the elastic tops of his boxers, he obediently lifted his hips up off her lap without being asked to. She pulled his boxers all the way down and off his bottom for him and to a clump down where his trousers were. The boy had an extremely strong tan line from working around the farm without his shirt on. But below that tan line his young bare ass was white as the first snow of winter and completely unblemished. There was not a single mark anywhere on his tight ass or strong but slender thighs that would indicate he had ever received the discipline a boy his age so badly needed.
Over that lap he was clenching his bare buns as tightly as possible but he still was beautiful like that! His thighs were together tight too until the hand parted them over her lap. His _c_o_c_k_ and balls, though small now, were visible then, but it was his tight thighs and his long bare, finely muscled legs that caught your attention as he lay there over her lap. Absolutely! Arron was a fine young man!
There the boy was, barely a bit after five in the morning and already he was bare up and over her lap with the old woman about to spank him with her ruler. And spank him she did. The ruler swiped his ass and left an immediate faint red mark showing where. Aaron raised his ass up quickly again as she barked out an order for him to do so. It had obviously stung. Then that ruler began and cracked the young mans bare ass again and again across his white bottom. It was not to be white for too long though. In a few minutes Aaron wiggled more frantically and squirmed more too at the sting of it as well. But she just kept hitting him with that ruler; he just kept squirming. Maybe twenty minutes or more went by with the sound of that ruler slapping his ass and his ooowing and aaaaahing and then finally she suddenly stopped. She stood him up. His eyes were a bit watery, his face was even a little red. His young ass glowed with redness and a few slight red lines from the ruler. She had tried her best, but she had not done very well for a boy his age.
Now buckle up your trousers and sit down and eat your breakfast. Time you get out there with your Grandpap and get your chores done. Make sure you get down here on time tomorrow, you hear?
Yes, Maam, the boy murmured faintly but loudly enough for her to hear.
Aaron yanked up his boxers and stuffed then in his pants quickly while zipping up and then quickly he gulped down the breakfast she had put before him. He was out of her kitchen in record time and he did not bother to look back either.
The old lady had tried. Pops was not impressed, but then again he doubted Aaron was either. Still, she had tried. The boy headed out to the fields with a slight warm feeling under his trousers. Pops knew he needed far more attention on that young fanny of his than what she had given him. And Pops was hoping he would be getting what he needed soon!
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Aaron was real quiet when Pops climbed up into his old battered up pick up in which the boy was sitting there waiting. The sun was just cutting the nights darkness, but there he sat scoweling, pouting and feeling sorry for himself. His hands were clasped between his knees. His lips were rolled and his face was red more from embarrassment and humiliation at what Pops had watched rather than anything else. Under his pants and briefs, his buns felt uncomfortable against the old cracked leather seats in the truck. His ass was rosy and he knew it, but what bothered him the most was that Pops had been there and saw his getting it.
Pops turned the key in the truck and the old engine muttered awake in a way that made it clear that it, too, did not like being up and starting work at this hour of the night. But, the truck started just as it always did and Pops threw it into gear. The truck jerked forward and two rode in silence over to the barn to take care of the animals.
When they got there, Pops climbed out and the boy did too. Walking over to the feed bin, Aaron was rubbing the seat of his pants unconsciously. Pops noticed, but simply smiled. The next time, Pops thought to himself, you arent going to get off so easily. Pops, for sure, was taking the boy over to Jebs spread tonight to get the boys ass whipped good for him. Pops knew it was what this boy needed.
Im sorry I made you wait for me this morning, Pops, Aaron finally said.
No problem, son, Pops replied, but spect it good you not do it again. . ..
OK, I wont, Aaron interrupted.
I want you to mind Ma more too, Pops said. She whupped ya like that before?
Yea, couple of times. But it dont hurt none like that last time you took your strap to me, Pops; that hurt more, Aaron seemed genuine. He was smiling more now.
Yep, understands that I do. You deserved it that time you did, now didnt ya.? Pops asked.
Yea, guess I did, but I wont need it no more.
Dont ya worry none about that that, ya hear, Pops said. Good for a boy your age now and then it is. Your poppa got it too.
Really? Aaron sparked up, you whipped my Dad too?
Yea, and lots of time too. Your pa got it lots of time growing up and out here too.
Awesome! Thats funny. Aaron was getting more animated now.
Just somethin a boy needs to get, I guess. Always bin the same.
Wow! Cool, Aaron replied, Dad got it too!
No so sure how cools it, but maybe a bit later when we gets these animals fed you and mell just go back in the shed for ya, the expression on Pops face made it unclear if he was certain or just kidding.
Aaron just stared at him. No, you dont have to do that, Pops! Aaron was quick to reply. I was just asking. Ill do me chores for you.
Pops looked at Aaron standing there. Well, maybe we will anyway? Pops smiled back, Be good for ya.
Nooooo, no way, Pops! Aaron made his feelings perfectly clear, if possibly a little too loudly.
The old man just stared at the boy, You use that tone with me and well go right back there now, Aaron.
Please, Pops, I didnt mean anything by it. Im sorry.
But Pops was pleased with the way he had caught the young mans attention. Maybe he could handle this young boy himself? Maybe he wasnt too old after all? Not a matter what you mean, Aaron. Its what you need that matters. Pops seemed to be smiling.
Aaron looked at his great grandfather but didnt know what to make of the old mans comment. Pops had made him bend over once and had strapped him but it hardly hurt at all. Grandmas was, if he were to tell the truth, worse. Aaron look at the old man who was then going about raking the feed in the trough for the animals that all found and crowded around him nudging for space to eat. Pops had not lead an easy life and his strap had not much hurt, but still Aaron knew it was embarrassing. He had gotten spanked by his grandma this morning and did not want another one so soon after from his grandpa this morning too. He hoped the old man was not serious.
Aaron forgot about it quickly, however, as he was finally starting his own chores feeding the other animals now.
Over on Jebs spread, the watering and feeding was almost finished. Jeb had fences to mend out on the far side of the property way out yonder beyond the creed. He would be heading out there in his truck to get it all out of his way as soon as possible. Aaron was in his mind, but not on his mind right at that moment. The day was peaceful. One of those quiet days in the rural country where silence was everywhere with the sole exception of the Sante Fe line that still passed by blowing its horn as it did way down in the town. That faint horn blowing now and then was all that reminded him there was other life around him out here.
Still, Jeb kept thinking about how nice it was going to be to have young Aarons ass up over his knees. That is, if Pops was really serious and actually brought him over. No way to know for positive, for sure. No way he could just pick up the phone, call Pops and say, Hey, Pops! You still gonna bring that boy over for me to whip him for ya tonight? All Jeb could do is wait, yea; but he could also think and thinking was just what Jeb was doing.
Grandma, the old lady, Pops wife, was back in her kitchen baking up a storm right then. She had done her duty and was right proud of it too. The boy had needed her ruler. That young one was out of control in thinking he could just get up anytime it pleased him. Grandma did not run a diner and she was not about to start one. With the bread now safely in her old oven in her kitchen, she took off her red and white checkered apron and set it aside over the back of her kitchen chair. Grandma went to her telephone and began talking with her neighbors in their own kitchens. It was something she had done every day for years. Today she would tell them all on that party line that she had spanked the boy and drawn the line finally. Her friend would nod in agreement for sure. That was just the way it was in this part of the country. It had not changed much in years and it was not about to change in the future either. Grandma saw nothing wrong with telling her friends she had spanked her great grandson with her old school ruler. After all, her friends never hesitated to tell her what was going on in their houses either! Nothing wrong with that for goodness sakes. All the women really ran their places anyway. It had always been like that out here. The men always thought they disciplined the kids. Well, maybe they did; but maybe they did not either?
Life continued on in the rural community as normal without any regard as to what city folk might be doing or thinking. No one gave a _d_a_m_n_ about those strange folks in the first place.
But Pops was out there working and thinking. If his wife had spanked the boy a good one this morning, maybe taking Aaron off to the shed was his duty and something he should be doing? He was still the man in the house. He huffed and puffed some to himself. Let fly an old hocker of cigar juice, hitched up his own pants a bit, and continued on feeding the animals. But, he was thinking.
And Aaron? He was walking around doing his own separate chores and thinking too. The old lady had not really hurt him much at all when she had him bare-ass naked over her knees and was spanking him earlier. From his idea she had not even gotten him remotely close to crying. But it had felt funny and been real embarrassing having to take his pants and underwear way down and having to get over her lap being bare like that and with her hand on his ass and then her slapping it with her ruler and all. There was something neat about when she had her hand on his ass somehow. That part he kind of liked even somehow, but then that rules really stung! Unconsciously he still was rubbing it through his trousers ever now and then. It was warm down there. He could still feel it where she had done it to him too. Aaron kept thinking about it while he was doing his chores that morning. And it was not all that bad either being spanked over her lap with her ruler. He had a feeling he had not felt before. Then Pops talking to him about that shed thing. He hoped Pops would not make him do it. He did not want to go into that shed for sure!
But he couldnt stop thinking about what Pops had said a bit ago: Not a matter what you mean, Aaron. Its what you need that matters.
_d_a_m_n_! Whats with these people? he thought to himself. All he knew was that his ass felt hot and even a little sore this morning as he went about his chores on Pops spread. And, it was not all that bad either.
Four people were thinking this morning.