By Eric
I went home to visit my dad for a few days....I hadn't seen him for almost a year so I figured it was time to catch up. We just hung out for a few days just talking and helping him with a few things around the house. We were in the yard one day and we were throwing away some old junk that had been back there since I was a kid. I moved some large pieces of plywood and there it was! Dad I yelled! I can't believe you still have this barrel back here. I thought you got rid of that damn thing! What...don't you like it he laughed. Dad knew I had a long history of being bent over that thing getting my butt whipped! Man I used to hate that thing.....But I did have one good memory of it! What was that my Dad asked? N....nothing never mind. No tell me my dad insisted. Well I used to keep my stash in it. I looked at my Dad to gauge his reaction! Your stash? Stash of what? There is no way he could be that clueless I thought to myself! You know what I mean dad.....he kept looking at me with that unknowing look......Pot Dad! I used to keep my pot in there! His eyes shot wide open......What! Pot...You mean Marijuana? I can't believe you used that stuff and especially in this house!
Wow....calm down Dad...It was along time ago. I don't do that stuff anymore. I'm sorry. No it's not ok...you lied to me about it and kept it here right under my nose. He turned to walk into the house...Dad...where are you going? Come on...I said I was sorry. He stopped and turned to me. Son...I'm very disappointed in you. I know it was along time ago but you still lied to me. I think it's time for you to go home. Dad please....I was a kid...I know it was stupid. I only used a few times then I stopped! Your right son...It was stupid. He turned and walked away.....but I stopped him. Dad...what do you think you would of done to me if you found out I was smoking that stuff? You know damn well what I would have done...I would have whupped your butt good! I looked over at the barrel, I know Dad...I think maybe you could do it now. Damn did I just say that out loud? Do what...whup my but for smokin that stuff. Son you said it yourself...it was along time ago. I know Dad but If it will set us straight I'm willing to go through with it. My dad looked over at the barrel and then back at me...son your 30 years old don't you think it's a little to late? No Dad....the more I think about it the more I feel it's the right thing to do! He looked at me and said, ok son....let's get to it.
Get them shorts off....I'm gonna get my strap! I hadn't heard those words in a long time and I was suddenly real nervous. I only had a pair of loose fitting shorts on anyway so I pulled them and my underwear off over my sneakers. There I was just like I used to be all those years ago....butt naked waiting for my dad to come out and wear my behind out! Dad came back out into the yard carrying that thick black strap he use to use on me.....Ok son...get over the barrel so we can take care of this.
I walked over to it and bent down and put myself across it. It was cold and damp.....and it smelled just like I remembered it....the rust, the dirt on the ground the smell of all the bushes and grass! All those memories suddenly come flooding back to me! My bare ass was sticking up and ready for the strap. He raised his arm high and brought it down hard! Ahhh....I screamed! Whack Whack....uggghhh...damn that strap stung! Thwack!!!! Thwack!! dammnnn it! ahh...shit I said. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all? I was trying not to yell but it hurt more than I remember. I'm a grown damn man there is no way I'm gonna lose it! Thwack, Thwack ,Thwack, Thwack...Ahhh....dad...plaese....damn....I was starting to squirm pretty good now.....my eyes were starting to water....No No...I'm not gonna cry...I'm not a kid anymore.....Thwack, Thwack...Whap....right across my upper thighs..AHhhhhh! Owww....daddy please....! I was begging him now....my pride was rapidly disappearing. Whap whap whap....he was hitting the same spot just below my cheeks over and over again! Owwwwwiie....no more....sniff please no....Whap Thwack, Thwack, Thwack! The the flood gates opened up....and I started bawling big time!
I was crying harder than I have in a real long time......He gave me ten more real good ones then left me laying over the barrel crying my eyes out. My ass hurt so bad...I couldn't even get up. He helped me up and gave me a long hug. He told me he loved me and was sorry he had to do that but he was proud of me for admitting what I had done all those years ago and for asking to be punished for it. Thank you Daddy...sniff. I hugged him again and cried a little more. Even though my ass was in intense pain...I felt a little better about what had just happened. My dad took my chin in his hand and made me look at him and he said. I think I'll hang onto that barrel for now. We both smiled then laughed.
Dad doesn't care who's around either....when he says go, we go! I can usually get through a whuppin with out making to much of a fuss but when he's really mad and I know he's gonna blister my butt good I have to wrap my hand around the trunk and hold on for dear life! My brothers watched me get such a whuppin today and I knew they enjoyed the show! It's not often I openly cry but he really laid into my ass this time. They like seeing there cool older bro crying like a little boy...but soon I know it will be there turn on the tree! When he's done he makes us go up to our room for the rest of the day. If were lucky no one will be around to watch our bare red butts marching through the house. I wish another storm will come along and finish knocking down that damn tree!
When you realize that he did stop you reach back and feel the welts on your very sore behind and you can also see your friends looking through the window at your bare butt! You would give anything not to have to go back in the house and face them. You go back inside trying not to make eye contact and get dressed making sure to carefully pull your pants up over your welted behind! They do tease you for a while just as most teenage boys would but they are really good friends and soon your playing and laughing just like nothing had happened. They actually seem to be proud of you and how you took such a whuppin and lived to talk about it! Later that night they will all be thinking of what they saw with a smile on there face before they drift off to sleep! Tonight when you go to sleep (laying on your stomach of course) you know not to mess with dad no matter where you are or who's around!
It had been almost two years since he has seen my bare, brown butt and I was truly embarrassed to be in this position with my butt sticking up and knowing he was gonna whup my ass good. I was hoping that none of the neighborhood kids were out playing but I could hear them in the distance and I knew they were gonna hear this and I'll be the talk of the street for the foreseeable future! Dad didn't waste any time and laid right into me! He whupped my ass long and hard but I took the first ten strokes without making a sound and then I just couldn't hold it in any more......I started the whole I'm sorry routine and then came the shameful begging and pleading until I finally just laid there crying harder than I have in a long time!
he was carrying one of the stools from the kitchen counter with him. Marcus didn't like the looks of this and decided to asked him what was going on? His dad told him that he got a call from his school about him being absent quite a few times this semester. Marcus's face damn near drained of color when his dad told him this. He thought he covered his tracks. Marcus tried to explain but he knew he was busted! His dad told him to drop those shorts and get his butt bent over this stool for your whuppin! Daddy please, he begged in his best little boy voice ...hoping to get his dad to have some pity on him and maybe let him off with just grounding or something. I said strip and get your behind across this stool unless you want a whuppin every night this week! Shit Marcus thought to him self......There is no way out of this....he hadn't been whupped in quite awhile. He thought he was getting a little to old for this and never thought he would be spanked again but that was about to change. Marcus the realized that he was only wearing his long baggy basketball shorts and his doo rag and if he took them off it would leave his bare ass naked out in the yard...but the look on his dad's face told him not to push it so he striped his shorts and briefs off and stood there naked as the day he was born in front of his dad. Ok Marcus get over the stool....I'm gonna go get the strap and take care of your behind! Marcus was there dying of embarrassment bent over that stool with his pretty brown rump on display. He froze when he heard some of the neighborhood boys playing in there yards and knew that they were gonna hear it all! When his dad came out he pleaded for him to do this inside but his father told him that he should of thought of that before he chose to do such a stupid thing to do so maybe if you get embarrassed you will think twice before doing it again! His father didn't waste a second and started laying itno his ass good and hard with the strap! Marcus didn't last ten strokes before he was crying and begging his daddy to please stop! Whap, Whap, Thwack! Ahhhh...Marcus was yelling but still holding on to the stool! After about twenty minuets of continuo
us butt whuppin his daddy stopped. Marcus wasn't even aware that his dad stopped because he was in his own painful world. Marcus was crying very loudly now but was starting to calm down. His dad told him that he hoped he learned something from this and hope he doesn't have to repeat this anytime soon or he would really be sorry. Now I want you to stand there until I tell you to move and don't even think about rubbing that behind young man. Marcus said yes sir and stood up and winced at the intense pain coming from his ass! He stood there for awhile and was aware that some of the neighborhood kids were peeking through the fence and taunting him! Stuff like Hey Marcus...did daddy spank you? I'm gonna tell everybody in school tomorrow..ha, ha.! Marcus just hung his head down and cried. Before his dad told him it was time to come in he looked back at the fence and saw somebodies hand sticking over the fence holding one of those damn camera phones! Marcus knew that next week in school was gonna be a long embarrassing week!
