Jim and Ben's Vacation 3


by Rosewood

Ben stood at attention in the designated corner with his hands firmly on the top of his head. His shorts around his ankles and his teeshirt riding up his back and his young firm bottom on full display , Jim was delighted. He had not given the 13 year old any instructions other than go to the corner of the bedroom and drop his shorts, the rest was clearly action that Ben was used to doing for Ray, his guardian.

jim walked up behind Ben and sensed the boy's apprehension. Ben remained silent.

Jim reached out and cupped Ben's right buttock in his right hand. he gave a gentle squeeze and was elated at the pleasure he felt.

''We will have to deal with this after my bath, won't we boy'' Jim smiled to himself as he tormented the defenceless boy. ''Yes daddy'' he went on.

Ben, realising what the man required, and not wanting to make the situation he was in any worse, just replied softly.

''yes daddy''.

''now you remain here like a good boy...I will not be long'' Jim spoke as he began to undress, his eyes still focussed on the boy's two firm buttocks. They reminded him of his dear wife's breasts when they had first met, frim and delightfully curved with a deap cleavage, he would enjoy fondlng the boy as much as he had enjoyed his wife's firm breasts.

Jim entered the bathroom, giving one last lookat Ben's bottom. Delightful, he thought.

In the bath Jim relaxed. He was looing forward to the coming hour. Ben was his son now and he had the authority to do whatever he wanted to the child. He wished his wife had delivered a boy to him, instead of a daughter whom he had never spanked. The years of frustration flooded into Jim's head. Well, now he had a son and that was fine. In addition Ben was such a good looker. If Jim had been given the chance of selecting a boy from a group of fifty, he would have chosen the blond haired lad who now stood, a few metres away, waiting for daddy to deal with his naughtiness.

Jim reminede hmself of the thoguhts he had run over so many times in his mind.

At home he had thought of what words he would use with Ben. For example, he had considered referring to his favourite part of the boy's body as butt, backside. rear, buttocks and bottom.

he had chosen bottom

He had considered referring to Ben's punishments as spankings, smackings, whackings, beatings, beltings, even the word his own father had used to him, tanning. He remembered how his own father had come into his bedroom on returning from work and telling Jim that it was time Jim had his bottom tanned. Jim decided that spanking was a more modern and jolly word and had decided that, each time he wanted to punish the boy, he would tell Ben that he would be giving the boy a 'hard spanking on his bare bottotm', yes, Jim liked the sound of that.

Ben waited nervously. He felt an itch on his thigh. He did not know whether to risk putting his hand down to scartch. If Jim came out of the bathroom and saw him , he reckoned that it would be worse for him but the more he thought about the itch, the more irritating it became and in the end he decided to take a chance and quickly sctarched the spot.

JIm remained in the bathroom.

Once dry Jim pulled on the tight silk boxer shorts that he had bought to waer when spanking Ben. He pulled them tight between his legs and left the bathroom.

Ben was in the same position.

''come here boy'' Jim ordered and sat on the edge of Ben's bed.

Ben knew the routine. He stood at the man's side. He began to become embarrased. Here he was , on his own, with orders from his guardian to obey Jim. Jim looked at Ben's eyes and smiled.

''I think you know what to do'' he said and Ben laid down over Jims lap.

Jim was delighted with Ben. he loved the way the boy's body was laying on his thighs. Ben was not too heavy, but this weight was perfect. Bens's bottom peaked from his thin waist into two delightfull buttocks and fell in deep curve to the crease of the top of his thighs. Jim examined Ben's bottom closely. There was a small birthmark on the left buttock. Otherwise the boy was hairless, his pale skin flawless.

Jim carressed Ben's bottom gently. He shifted on the bed, causing Ben to move forward on Jim's lap. The very peak of the 13 year old's bottom was over the centre of Jim's thighs, giving a view of the bottom that Jim had so looked forward to punishing. Jim would be easily be able to spank the part of the boy that sat on the chair, the area from the peak to the top of his thighs. Jim knew from seeing ray spank Ben that this was the way to get the boy's bottom bouncing under each stinging swat. In future Jim would use his clothes brush on Ben, but this evening the boy would feel the sitng from his hand.

Jim left his hand resting on Ben's pretty right buttock. Ben lay still, wishing that JIm waould begin and that this would end soon. Jim closed his eyes and remembered his dear dea wife's breasts. Ben fely Jim beging to massage his bottom. Ray did the same thing. Ben wanted to cry but he knew thsi would only make the man spank him longer and harder. He joped that JIm was a kinder man than Ray.

Jim massaged the boys bottom frimly in his hands. Now, after all these years, he had a boy at his mercy. The boy was helpless, he would be spanked for as long and hard as Jim required. The boys bottom was firm and smooth. Jim wanted to ensure that, when he allowed the boy to stand, Ben's eyes would be as red as his bottom. The boy would take a shower and then go to the pool with a very red botttom indeed.

Jim lifted his hand high in the air and looked at the white bottom.


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