This is the continuation of Peters second offense. Peter had been spanked five times last night with my paddle and slept in bed with me wearing only his pajama tops.
I woke up at about 8 o'clock and looked over at Peter. He was covered by the white sheet and looked cute as a bug laying face down on my bed. I wanted to see if Mr. Good had left any marks on his bottom so I slowly pulled down the sheet. His little rear had returned to normal, no longer red, and there were no marks. I couldn't help thinking how perfectly shaped it was. Every inch of this boy was just beautiful.
Peter woke up and smiled at me. Morning he said. I asked him how he slept and he said good. I got a surprise when he rolled over and so did he. Peter's little penis was fully erect. It was sticking out straight and curved up a little. The head had turned from the gray-blue color it normally is to pink and you could see a brown scar in a circle from his circumcision. He wasn't the least bit embarrased and when I asked if he had to pee he said yes. Will you help me? Sure son I replied. I walked him to the bathroom wearing my jockeys. I stood Peter in front of the toilet with my left arm around his chest. I leaned him over so far that his head was alomost on the wall behind the toilet. Next I reached down and held his penis with the thumb and first two fingers of my right hand. It was warm and even though it was hard it felt soft to the touch. I pushed it down and when I was sure he would hit the water I said go ahead kid. Peter let his bladder go and I could feel his pee racing through his little penis as if I was holding a garden hose.
By the time we got back to the bedroom his penis was limp and returned to it's normal 2 inch size and color. Peter loved to pretend that he could beat me up and he got on top of me on the bed. He put his knees on my arms and sat his little rear end on my stomach. After a few minutes I took him off and said that I need a shower. He asked if he could get in with me and if I would wash him and I said sure buddy, but then you have an appointment in your room with the spanking chair. Peter just smiled and said can I tell you a secret about when you spanked me. Sure I said, what is it. It makes me feel good he said. In what way I asked him. Well when i'm getting it it hurts and I cry but when it's over I feel like I paid for what I did and I'm not a bad kid anymore. I understand i said. I felt like that after my dad spanked me to.
Peter had never seen me undressed before and when we got into the shower he was facinated by my pubic hair. I let him touch it to see what it felt like and explained that in a couple of years he would start growing some to. I washed him head to toe not useing a wash cloth. When I got to his privates I offered him the bar of soap and asked if he wanted to do it. He said it's ok,, I trust you. I made lather in my hand and gently soaped up his penis, pulling the redish fringe from his circumcision back so I could do the head properly. He never pulled back or anything.
I dried Peter off and told him that it's time for him to go to his room and have a seat on the spanking chair. He looked so cute as he left the bathroom still naked with his head hung down knowing that in a few minutes he would be getting a spanking. God he was beautiful and I loved him.
When I got to his room the door was half open and I could see him sitting on the chair waiting. He was swinnging his feet back and forth and pinching his little noodle in nervous anticipation. I went in and sat on the bed. Are you ready to get spanked I asked. Yes sir I guess so, am I getting twenty swats? yes you are and I think you know that you deserve all of them dont you? yes sir he said and I stood him up and sat on the chair. Peter was real nervous because he had never gotten as many as twenty swat before. He laid himself over my lap voluntarily but he wasnt big enough so I had to help him a little to get in position. I rested my hand on his perfect round little cheeks and reminded him that I love him. He said I love you and called me daddy.
I delivered 10 hard swats to Peters little butt and he cried and squirmed on my lap. I was only wearing jockey underpants and could feel his warm little body on my legs and his penis rubbbing on the inside of my left leg. The second 10 I gave him made him cry and squirm even harder and his rear end was getting real pink. Peter just stayed still except for kicking his feet as I gave him the last five.
After I stood him up and when he stopped crying we went down stairs for breakfast. Peter ate breakfast standing up nude at the table. Before he got dressed for the day he gave me a hug and kiss and said thanks for spanking me, I feel good now.