It was noon on Friday when my neighbors called me on the phone and asked if I would like to babysit their 14 year old son tonight for them so they could go out. I didn't know quite what to say, I was 17 and I had seen their son (Jason) many times before when I was downtown playing basketball at the courts or when he would ride his bike past my house, I thought he was quite attrative at about 5'3 125 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, and a very nice body and cute face. After thinking about babysitting for my neighbors for a second I said "Sure"
"Great" His mom said, "Can you be here in 2 hours?"
"Yeah, I think so" I replied and hung up the phone.
After I hung up the phone I couldn't beleive that I was actually going to babysit this cute boy, and would be in complete control of him, at least I had hoped) I told my parents that I was going to babysit for the neighbors and they said that was great, and they said goodbye to me as they walked out the door to go to dinner thierselves. After about two hours I got in my car and drove next door to begin my night of babysitting. I knocked on the door and Jason answered. He was excited that I was going to watch him, as he has always thought I was cool and would always want to play basketball with me when I was at the courts. I walked in the door and his parents came into the living room and asked if I would join them in the Kitchen for a second.
"Sure" I said as I was taking my shoes off.
I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table with jason's parents.
"Now, here is the number of our cell phone if you need anything", they told me as they handed me a peice of paper with a number on it. "Also, if Jason gives you any grief, don't let him get away with it, punish him if you feel that you need to, but don't let him get away with anything"
"Okay, but I don't think we'll have any problems" I responded
"Well, we have reservations at the resturant in a half hour so we'll see you when we get home, have fun and Jason, make sure you mind". Jason's parents said as they walked out the door.
Jason and I sat on the couch and watched tv, after about a half hour we started to play some video games. Because I kinda get really into my video games I moved to the floor so I was only a few feet from the TV screen when suddenly Jason comes up to me and jumps on me and we start to wrestle. I pinned him and his shirt had flew up in the process and I could see the waitband of his boxers above the waistline of his baggy jeans, and I instantly wanted to see what he looked like in his boxers. A few hours went by, Jason was sitting on the couch and I was laying on the floor watching TV, when once again Jason came up and decided that he wanted to wrestle some more, so I did for a few minutes and he started to get a little rough and I told him to settle down before he brakes something. That worked for about 2 seconds and he was right back at it, he flipped up over my chest and his feet hit the entertainment center and broke one of the glass doors, I jumped up off the floor making sure he was okay.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" I yelled at him
"I TOLD YOU TO SETTLE DOWN BEFORE YOU BRAKE SOMETHING!!"
"Sorry" he said
I then told him to help me clean up the mess and we would figure out what to tell his parents when they got home. While we were cleaning up the mess I heard Jason say that "when my dad get's home he's gonna kill me" and I thought that if I told his parents that I told Jason to calm down and he didn't they would want to know if I punished him for not minding me.
I turned to Jason and asked "What do you suppose we should say to your parents?"
" I don't know", he replied "All I know is that dad is going to kill me when he finds out."
Hearing him say that I asked "What do you mean?" (knowing what he meant)
"My dad's gonna ground me and who knows what else for braking the glass, especially when you told me to stop messing around."
"Well Jason, I think I need to punish you for not listening to me, and If I did what you just did, my dad would spank my butt. "Do you think your dad will do that to you?" I asked.
"I don't know, he might" Replied Jason
"Well I think that's what I'm going to do, give you a good spanking, and maybe you'll learn to listen to me." I told him
He looked at me in shear horror, he had the look like he just lost his best friend. "You can't do that, your just babysitting, your not my dad!" he hollored.
"Your right I'm not your dad, but your dad did give me permission to punish you if you didn't mind me, and you didn't"
"I DON'T CARE, YOUR NOT GONNA TOUCH ME" and he started running to his room.
I followed him to his room, opened the door, walked in, and he was standing by his bed. I grabbed him by the arm and leaned him over the bed, so that his feet were still touching the floor.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!" he hollored
Holding him down by his neck and began spanking his baggy jean covered butt with my hand,
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
PLEASE STOP!!! he begged
I then lifted him up a little and undid his belt, took it off, undid his jeans, and then pulled them down to his knees. Now with his boxers showing I pushed back over the bad and began spanking is boxer covered butt with my hand.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
"PLEASE STOP, I'LL LISTEN TO YOU, I PROMISE" Jason begged
At this point Jason was crying pretty good and begging me to stop, I reached down, grabed his pants and pulled the belt out of the belt loops and doubled it over. Jason hearing this, instantly began begging me not to use the belt.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! over his boxers I used the belt. Then I pulled his boxers down
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I spanked him with the belt on his bare butt.
Satisfied that he learned his lesson I left him cry in his room and went back out to watch TV. About an hour later his parents came home and noticed the glass was broke and I told them what happened and that I gave Jason a good spanking for not minding me. They were satisfied with how I handled the situation and gave me some money and said "THANK YOU SO MUCH" as I walked toward the door.
"Wait,, can you watch Jason again sometime?" They asked me
"Sure, anytime"
"okay great, we'll call ya and let you know".
With that I left and drove home. What happened when I got home... Well, you can probebly guess, I just spanked the kid that I've always wanted to spank.
THE END If you have any comments or suggestions for future babysitting spankings, please email and let me know. Thanks