Aaron¡¯s spanking was not over and finished that Friday night until Jeb decided it was. It had, after all, been a long time since Jeb had been able to discipline a boy to his heart¡¯s content. Thus he could only be forgiven for planting the palm of his hand on the boy¡¯s bare bottom over and over and over again and far, far longer than would have been necessary just to punish the boy for Pa. But the squirmings and pleadings of this young man who was over his lap was just far too good not to continue. Adding to Jeb¡¯s pleasure was the fact that this was a young man with extremely tight and firm buns that had never been treated to the pains and pleasures from a real man¡¯s hand. When Jeb had begun to spank the boy, Aaron had clenched his buns as tightly as possibly but after the boy had given in and collapsed almost limp over Jeb¡¯s knees, all of the boy was available to Jeb. Jeb took full advantage of his good fortune and continued spanking Aaron. After all, Pa had asked him too. Every young man needs a good, long spanking like this sometimes! Jeb proceeded to give him one!
When Jeb finally did end it and swooped the young man into his arms to calm him, Aaron was very submissive and still shaking with tears of grief. Aaron¡¯s young body was fully open to Jeb¡¯s hand, and Jeb took full advantage of that fact too. Aaron sobbed for a long time with his head buried in Jeb¡¯s shoulder. While he comforted the boy, Jeb had more than enough opportunity to feel the boy, and he did! When it was finally all over, Jeb pushed the boy off his knees and on to the floor. Aaron huddled there in front of Jeb¡¯s feet until Aaron finally pulled him to his knees and then pulled him all the way up on his feet. With the boy still sobbing, Jeb grabbed him and pulled him close in his arms. Aaron buried his head in Jeb¡¯s shoulder and continued crying. Jeb just held him tightly and comforted him with his big arms holding the boy firmly against his chest though his right hand did reach down occasionally and feel the heat to the touch radiating from the boy¡¯s just spanked bare and nicely tight buns. From Jeb¡¯s point of view things were as they should be ¨C a still sobbing young man in his arms with a beautiful tight and very sore bare bottom! The evening had been great, Jeb thought, ¡°Maybe I should give him some more?¡± Just touching the boy¡¯s bare ass made him think so for sure. After all those times watching this young man in the downtown caf¨¦ and around town, Jeb had finally been able to realize how much this particular young man had to offer once those clothes were shucked aside and his body bared privately.
As Jeb continued holding the boy in his arms, he began to be aware that the more the boy calmed down, the more Aaron seemed to hug and hold on to Jeb more and more tightly. Given the way Aaron was bare and in Jeb¡¯s arms, it was easy to be aware of the feeling of the boy¡¯s _c_o_c_k_ growing and hardening against Jeb¡¯s Levi¡¯s. Jeb said nothing but he was patting the boy¡¯s very hot to the touch ass and doing absolutely nothing at all to stop his _c_o_c_k_ from hardening. Quite to the contrary, a young man whose _c_o_c_k_ hardens after a spanking was a joy to feel and opened up a whole new level of promise.
Jeb ignored Aaron¡¯s hardening _c_o_c_k_ between then, but the way his hands were now patting the boy¡¯s bare buns only encouraged its growth. By the time Jeb became bold enough to let his fingers slowly slip in between the young man¡¯s bare buns, that _c_o_c_k_ between the two of them was at full staff and if anything, straining. Aaron¡¯s only response between him whimpering spouts was to push his body closer into Jeb¡¯s arms and get even more tightly against his fully denim clothed body. Jeb did not object at all! To the contrary, it was all Jeb could do to not reach down and explore the young man much more intimately.
But Jeb did not do that. He simply continued holding Aaron and comforting him. He said nothing but words of comforts, but his fingers were not above a bit of exploring. Aaron¡¯s buns were so nicely hot to the touch. It had been a long, long time since Jeb had had a young man so responsive. Sure, Jeb¡¯s private thoughts were soaring with potential explorations and the possibilities of a very special summer, but he gave no indication to Aaron that he was anything but the man Pa had asked to spank him. To be sure, Jeb was already planning to do it again. Aaron felt that good!
Aaron, to be sure, could feel his _c_o_c_k_ growing against Jeb¡¯s tight Levi¡¯s, but the pain and heat in his bare bottom was more of a concern to him. He knew he felt so good and so right in Jeb¡¯s arms and he did not want to move forever, but it was the pain emanating from his buns as Jeb patted them that caused the sting to increase and kept him still sobbing. He could not seem to stop! It hurt, the spanking had really hurt and it seemed like it had gone on for ever, but he felt really good about being in Jeb¡¯s arms like he was now anyway! He didn¡¯t care about his getting an erection that was straining up against Jeb¡¯s Levi¡¯s. Strangely enough he felt good about himself. He felt better about himself than he had for a long time. As for Jeb¡¯s hand on him ass and his fingers doing ¨C OK, you know what they were doing ¨C Jeb instinctively he had better stay still and not wiggle too much. Jeb, after all, had just spanked him . . . he, Aaron knew, could always do it again.
When Aaron finally calmed down and even his whimpers ceased, Jeb patted the boy on his very hot bottom and handed him a Kleenex box. Aaron looked over at him with large, wet eyes and tried to smile but it was hard for a boy his age at a time like this. His pants and boxers were gone now. Jeb had no intention of allowing them to return anytime soon.
Jeb grabbed him again and brought him back with a huge hug. The boy looked at him almost with appreciation now. His _c_o_c_k_ was still very erect but neither of them seemed to care.
¡°I hope you know I had to do that?¡± Jeb asked.
Aaron sniffled a bit but finally got it out ¡°It¡¯s OK, sir.¡± He said, ¡°at least you cared.¡±
Jeb just held him more tightly as he again patted his bare bottom. Aaron tightened at the feel of Jeb¡¯s hand on a place that still was sensitive and hurt!
¡°Do you think you can start listening to Pa from now on,¡± Jeb asked him, ¡°or do you need some more attention down here?¡±
¡°No, no, please, Sir, I got the point, really I did,¡± Aaron replied quickly.
¡°Well, I hope so,¡± Jeb said, ¡°and no more arguing with me or with anyone. Got it?¡±
¡°Yes, Sir,¡± he replied quickly, ¡°I won¡¯t. I promise you I won¡¯t¡±
¡°Well, just to be sure,¡± Jeb said as he walked the boy over to one side of the room as his arm was still around the boy¡¯s shoulder, ¡°you¡¯re going to put your nose in this corner and stand here thinking until I tell you you can come out?¡±
¡°Like this?¡± Aaron said incongruous at the words he was hearing, ¡°without my clothes?¡±
¡°Of course, my son, of course.¡±
Jeb placed the almost naked boy in the corner and he went to sit down at the table and finally take the time to read the paper. The boy stood in that corner and he stood there stiffly. He very red buns contrasted to the rest of his pure white bottom and especially to the start line where his belt held his pants in place usually and with the rest of his back being nicely tanned. He was clutching his buns, but Jeb did not care. He just looked at the boy and knew what fine tight buns he had. This boy was a prize and Jeb had no intention of losing him now. Jeb let him stand there thinking with his nose in the corner while Jeb himself half watched and enjoyed the show but also half breezed through the local paper that only came out on Fridays. Every now and then he would look over at the boy standing in that corner. He was not moving a muscle. He stood at attention with his nose in that corner and his hands straight down at his sides. His buns were scarlet and tightly clenched. Those buns of course could be spread anytime Jeb wanted them spread, but they had put on such a show over Jeb¡¯s knees that there was nothing more left to Jeb¡¯s imagination
For thirty minutes the boy stood in that corner not moving a muscle. Jeb just smiled. The kid certainly seemed to have practice on this one! Jeb had the small paddle on the table beside where he was sitting just in case. Tonight he did not have to use it.
After the boy¡¯s corner time was up, Jeb went over and patted his bare bottom for him. His buns were still nicely hot to Jeb¡¯s touch. That was how they should be. Jeb¡¯s hands enjoyed the feel but he said nothing and the boy did not move at all. When Jeb was good and ready, he put his arm around Aaron and walked him out of the corner. Jeb sat back down on the same chair he had been sitting on when he had spanked the boy. Aaron just looked at him with more than a little fear in his eyes. Jeb had his hand on Aaron¡¯s forearm. Aaron stiffened more than just slightly, but Jeb merely directed the young man to sit on his lap and, once he did, the two of them talked through a lot of the problems Aaron had been having over at his neighbor¡¯s house. The conversation must have gone on at least an hour. Yes, the conversation was a good one and opened up more doors between the two of them for sure. Aaron finally lost his erection and came back to his more, shall we say, normal state!
But even though Aaron would never have admitted it, at that point he knew there was something about all of this that he liked and he liked a lot. He did not like the spanking, no way; but he had liked the way Jeb had talked to him and all and he liked how he felt in Aaron¡¯s arms after it had been all over. He did. He liked it deep down. He liked that part a lot! Sitting in Jeb¡¯s lap like a small boy felt different especially since he was still practically naked, but there was something about that which was appealing too.
The two talked and just seemed to keep on talking until finally it had become quite late. Jeb walked Aaron up to his eldest son¡¯s bed room and showed the boy the bathroom on the way. He turned down the covers for the boy and tucked him in under the old quilt his great great grandmother has made years and years ago. He put his hand on Aaron¡¯s cheek and smiled. The boy looked tired but he managed to smile back too. His eyes were still red and watery. Jeb turned out the lights in the boy¡¯s room and then he turned in himself. Morning would come early enough and there were animals to feed and normal chores that needed to be done. There was no such thing as a sleep-in weekend in farm life out here.
And, if the truth be told, Aaron began to get hard all over again.
The ice between the two of them had finally broken.
To be continued . . ..