Jarred was my last stop of the night.....he's always had the money when I came to collect and I was sure he would have it tonight since it was his last payment. I've seen him on the streets hanging out with his boys.....he was definitely the alpha male of the group which is why it surprised me when he approached me about borrowing some money. It looked like had a few dollars already....he had a nice car always wearing the latest things and had plenty of bling to blind a man! There wasn't a week that went by where I didn't see or hear about him getting into some kind of fight.....I knew this little shorty could throw down and wondered how he would react if he had to pay the penalty for not having the money. When I loaned him the money I explained to him about what happens if he doesn't pay and he told me he already knew and he would except it if it came to that but he's had the money every week so neither of us had to worry about it! He answered his door like he did every week, in nothing but his boxers and looking good! He handed me the envelope and I counted it and told him thanks and let him know that our business was done.
I shook his hand and went to turn and leave but he didn't let go of my hand for some reason....I turned back to look and ask what was up and he said that he wanted to ask me about something. He was looking down at he feet as he tried to speak...uh...Yo man....I just wanted to know if.....uh....would you....uh....really of done what you said you would do if I didn't have the money yo? I was a little shocked but very curious on why he was asking about that? I wanted to play along but I also wanted to hear him say it! Done what Jarred? You know dog.....what you said if I don't have the money.....you know....whup my ass? I saw that he was very uncomfortable answering my question but he did it! Well Jarred that was the deal and you agreed to it so if I had to I would of taken my belt to your ass! I've already done it twice tonight already but your good yo....you don't need to worry about that! I tried to read his face after I answered him but I still couldn't figure him out.
Look man....I gotta ask you something and I don't know how......he asked me to come in and I sat down on the couch still wondering what this was all about. I sat there looking up at him waiting for an explanation but he didn't say anything for a minute. Look yo.....I'm embarrassed to even ask this but could you.....uh, I mean would you .....would it be ok if you did what you said you were gonna do if I didn't have the money? Damn....did he just ask for a butt whuppin? Jarred....what are you asking me? You want me to whup you ass? Y...Yeah man, he said nervously. As I soaked that into my brain I could already picture him ass up on his bed and me laing the leather into that ass.....but wait...whoa man! Look Jarred.......Why would you want me to do that? I only do that when they don't pay so I have no reason to do it to you! Aiight man look......I need to get my shit together man....ever since my old man died it's just been one fuck up after another, I left school, been getting into trouble...been arrested twice, I don't do drugs but I sell um and I think it's just a matter of time man.....so look yo I just want somebody to.....well ya know..... help me!
We both sat there in silence for a little bit before I spoke. Wow Jarred.......I think it's cool that you wanna get your shit together and straighten up but I'm not your dad! You can do everything you just said on your own....just stop getting into trouble and stop hanging out with those thugs I've seen you with on the street. I've tried that yo....I just end up back there doing stupid shit. They said if I get arrested again my ass is going to jail and I'm not gonna let that happen yo! I hear ya man....but do you think one whuppin is gonna fix all that? Naw man.....I was thinkin I could like...uh...ya know come around now and then. Jarred I'll help ya out but it's not gonna be every now and then....I'll bust your behind once a week until I think your headed in the right direction and then whenever I think you need a reminder....how does that sound? Sounds like it's gonna hurt yo!
Yeah it's gonna hurt....alot! Well...you ready? What you mean right now? Yeah.....lets get the first one out the way so you know what your getting yourself into! Aiight.......where do you wanna do this? I asked him where his bedroom was and he took me to it....I watched his butt under those boxers just asking for a taste of the leather! Ok Jarred strip down and climb over these pillows. He gave me a weird look and told me that he wasn't into any of that funny stuff and that he didn't see why he had to be butt naked for this. Look Jarred there is only one way to give a good ass whuppin and this is it! If you've changed your mind let me know and I'll leave! He looked at me for a few seconds and I could tell he was extremely nervous but he reached down and peeled those shorts down over his smooth brown rump then layed across his bed.
Before I started I asked him if he was sure this is what he wanted......he nodded his head and layed his head between his arms and waited. I have to say he looked mighty good laying there like that but I had to keep those feelings to myself and concentrate on my job! I reached down and unbuckled my belt making sure I made as much noise as possible doing it and pulled the belt through the loops..Woooosh! Alright young man, I said....I think you've been needing this a long time and I'm about to give it to ya.....now keep you but in position or I guarantee it'll be alot worse for ya! I doubled my belt over and snapped it a few times and watched him jump every time I did it then I laid the first lick right across the center of his beautiful cheeks! WHAP! I saw him grab the sheets of his bed but he didn't yell out....at least not yet! WHAP! WHAP, THWACK! He had those cheeks clenched tight but he had yet to make a sound! THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! I started to hear some moaning and he was starting to kick his legs a little...WHAP, WHAP, THWACK! Finally a little yelp escaped his lips.......Jarred don't be afraid to yell out......were only getting started young man! WHAP, THWACK, THWACK! His rear end was getting pretty red now....any other boy would have been crying like a baby by now but Jarred was determined not to! THWACK, THWACK, WHAP! I decided to turn it up a notch and started to aim for his upper thighs ...WHAP, THWACK, WHAP! Ahhhhhh! Finally a good yell came out of his mouth.....aiiiggghhhttt man...ok, WHAP, THWACK, WHAP! He was starting to squirm and reach back now.....MOVE those hands Jarred or I'll tie you down and start all over! WHAP...ok...ok man he said....but not before I gave him a lick on the back of his hand! WHAP, WHAP! I saw the tears running down his face and I knew he was hurting so I decided to finish him off with something he probably hadn't had before! I told him to get up and stand infront of me with his hands behind his head. He slowly got up and did what I asked....his face was soaked from his tears but he never openly cried....I turned him around and put him up against the wall and checked out his ass. It was a mass of criss crossed thick red stripes and welts but I wanted to finish him off with something to remember! I told him to stay in place and I went out to my car and got my bathbrush out ot it! I've never used it on any of my visits but I thought this would be a good occasion to try it out! I was a short round brush and I knew it would get his attention!
I walked back into his bedroom and saw this once tough street thug standing there butt naked waiting on his spanking! I sat down on his bed and put the brush on the bed next to me. Ok Jarred.....come over here and get across my lap! He turned and looked at me....I....I thought we were done? No not yet.....I gonna finish with this! I picked up the brush and showed it to him! His eyes grew big and started to back away but I grabbed his arm and pulled him across my lap! Jason was pretty tough but I was bigger and stronger and wrestled him into position! I had his chest laying across the bed and had his legs split across my left leg. I layed the brush on his already tender ass just to let him feel the weight of it a little....I think he soon realized that this was gonna really hurt! I lifted up the brush and brought it down hard on his lower cheek....WHAP! AHHHH.....shit fuck no man...let me up he screamed but he wasn't going any where...WHAP, WHAP.....Ahhhhhh....stop! WHAP, WHAP! I'm sorry yo....damn it....shiiittttt! WHAP, WHAP, WHAP,! He was kicking and screaming like his ass was on fire...and it was! He was putting up a good fight but he wasn't going anywhere...I pinned his legs and gave him ten more swats before i stopped. Jarred was really crying now.......he was still kicking his legs even after I had stopped! His ass was a mess......red, bruised and welted. I helped him up and took him back to face the wall and made him put his hands behind his head again. Ok Jarred....that was a serious ass whuppin.....and thats what you can expect every week because I plan on roasting your sorry behind until you get your shit together understand? Jason just nodded his head....I knew he didn't want to ever go through that again. I got behind him and told him it was for his own good! I also told him the day and time that I would be back for his next session and that if I had to come looking for him he was gonna be one sorry boy and that this would be a picnic compared to the whuppin I would give him! I told him it took alot of courage to not oly ask for a whuppin but to take one as well but I let him know that this was only the first. I left him standing right where he was and left. I wanted so much to lay him down and rub the sting out of those cheeks for him but I knew it wasn't the time for that. Next time....maybe.
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You realize your gonna have to get up and leave your room eventually and face him and the rest of your family who your sure heard every last lick of dads belt on your ass and all the fuss you made while you were getting it! You remember how embarrassed you were the last time you got it but that was over a year ago so now that your a little older is gonna make it even worse! You always tease your little brother on how you don't get whuppins anymore like he does because your to old and make fun of him after he gets a butt whuppin from dad! As if on cue your younger brother knocks on your door and tells you that dad said to come down stairs and get to work mowing the lawn....he said you have 5 minutes or your getting another whuppin! You hear him laughing as he walks down the hallway......."shit" you say to yourself as you bury your head in your pillow....it's gonna be a long day!
Walking back to the house in nothing but your birthday suit and handing the switch to your father or uncle or worse yet...your older brother already has you in tears.
Your made to bend over and put your hands on the porch swing where everyone has a good view of your big teenage ass cheeks and you get the hell switched out of your ass. No amount of crying or begging is gonna get him to stop either as you already know from past experience! He stops just before he permanently scars your behind and has you stay in that position for another hour before your sent to bed without supper to let your younger brothers know whats gonna happen to them it the mess up! The whole time your bent over with your welted rump on display you can hear you brothers, cousins and friends laughing at you....you know better than to say anything back to them because that's just gonna get your ass blistered again!
Even though they are having fun with you they all still look up to you since your the older than all of them and they secretly have alot of respect for you for taking one of dad's famous switchin's like you did! 
He makes me stand by that old drafty window in the spare bedroom and wait not knowing who might walk by and see me like this! I usually can see him pull up in the driveway but sometimes he will come early and park around the corner and check to see if I'm at the window. If I'm not where I'm supposed to be I can expect a much longer whuppin! Today he pulled up into the driveway and as soon as I saw his car I put my nose in the corner and waited. I know I have asked for this but I'm still just a scared little boy waiting there for my punishment. I here the door slam and his footsteps coming up the stairs. He enters the room and I can feel his eyes go right to my backside! Son....do you know why your here he asks? Yes Sir. Why son? I've been getting bad grades and talking back Sir! So you know what happens when you do things like that right? Yes sir.....It means I'm gonna get a whuppin! You sure are son now get into position. Usually the first part on my punishment he has me face the wall up on my toes with my hands still behind my head and my forehead against the wall. It's a really uncomfortable position but it's all part of his punishment. I hear him take the thick leather strap off the hook on the closet door and I start to shake. He will usually give me twenty hard strokes on my bare ass and thighs and let me tell you....it's all I can do to stay in position! By the end of the first part I'm in tears and promising to do better in school even though I graduated years ago. (It's a strange feeling when your pretending to still be a teenager and getting a whuppin in your room by you dad! My dad never whupped me like this growing up but sometimes I wish he would have.) After he finishes blistering my ass he places a few pillows on the foot of the bed and has me bend over it. Now my ass is propped up nice and high for him and his strap. I'm allowed to do what ever I want with my hands like grab onto the bed or pound my fists into the mattress but at no point am I allowed to reach back to rub or cover my ass. 
This session last longer than the first.....he takes more time in between licks, usually about forty in all. I varies depending on how he feels and my reaction. He's really good about knowing if it has gone to far! Sometimes when I'm feeling a little crazy I told him he hit like a girl "Big Mistake!" He really roaster by black ass for that and I cried like a baby! I can tell he is taking full swings at my blistered butt....he's not holding back tonight! By his twentieth stroke on my ass I was on the verge of bawling my eyes out....I hate it when it gets to this point because I know he will see me openly crying and it's always been embarrassing for me but he has told me before that it's part of the punishment and he's not gonna stop until he sees some real tears running down my face. By the fortieth lick my ass feels like it's been stung by a thousand bees and I'm crying like a 4 year old boy! The sheets are wet with my tears but I'm proud of myself for not reaching back once asking him to stop! At this point he usually goes and sits in the chair in the other corner of the room and waits until I calm down a bit. It must be quite a sight seeing my naked, crying ass clenching and unclenching my cheeks and rolling around on the bed trying to make the sting go away! I'm not allowed to touch my ass until the entire session is over. He lets me rest there for about thirty minutes before he tells me to get up for the final session. It's always the same (unfortunately for me) I slowly and gingerly get up and turn around to see him sitting in the straight back chair with one of the thickest wooden hairbrushes you've ever seen. Even though he has blistered my ass with it many times it never fails to get my tears flowing again! He pulls me down across his lap and rubbed the hairbrush across my already welted behind and tells me I'm getting this for my own good. Y...Yes Sir, Thank you daddy! Whap! Whap! I instantly begin to kick and squirm.....it's like he poured red hot lava on my ass! His strap tenderized my ass so much that anything touching my ass now seems to be ten times worse now! Ahhhhhhh....I couldn't help but to scream now...Whap, Whap, Whap! I don't think he missed a spot! He hit me all over my ass paying special attention to the crease below my cheeks and then gave me a good session on my upper thighs! I had to grab the bottom of the chair to keep from reaching back....I can't tell you how hard that was. Then it was over....I felt him rubbing my sore and sensitive ass even though I was still crying like a baby. It took a long while but i finally calmed down enough to notice his hardness beneath me. He picked me up off of his lap and kissed me and told me that I did very well this time. He would usually put me back in the corner at this point but instead he laid my back down across the end of the bed and I got worried my ass whuppin wasn't over but I felt him gently spreading me open and entering me. Mmmmmm this is much better than the corner!
They all go through this age where they think they are a little to old to still be getting there butt whupped by you and they do everything in there power to let you know this! The give you a defiant look that they know will automatically result in a good ass whuppin! Sometimes they will even go as far as yelling back at you or a middle finger! You know this phase there going through well because you went through the same thing growing up with your father. It took a while and alot of nights crying yourself to sleep before you realised that as long as he is the father and your the son your going to be getting a good butt whppin when ever he think you need one!
A little embarrassment will almost always do the trick! Even though you have been taking the strap to his bare backside since he was 15 maybe a old fashioned session over your lap like when he was a little boy might humiliate him enough to snap him out of his defiant attitude! I'm talking butt naked across your lap with the hairbrush until he is bawling like a baby! I'm sure that will get his attention and let him know exactly who the dad is in this house! It will also let him know what will happen if he tries to give you any of this attitude again!
There was no speech or yelling he just gave me twenty stinging licks right across my ass! I can't even imagine what I must have looked like getting my ass whupped with my dick and tiny brown hole on display like that! I glanced up at my cousin as I was squirming around and I swear he had a smile on his face! Was it from seeing me getting my butt tore up of from seeing all my boy parts I wondered! This wasn't the first time my dad whupped me like this but it was usually in my room and in private. Me and Jason both got whuppins but this was the first time he was a witness to one of mine! My dad put his belt back on and told both of us to go up stairs and to get dressed and told us the pool was off limits for the rest of the weekend! I was still crying pretty hard when we got to my room when I heard Jason quietly say he was sorry. I nodded my head back to him as I slowly pulled up my pants over my sore ass but I knew he enjoyed it....he enjoyed every second of my humiliation and butt whuppin! I also knew that I would some how get him back for this as I watched him slide his pants up over his plump brown behind! 
Were just gonna have to explain to him the his behavior this past year was totally unacceptable and he need a good bare bottom lesson! I'd say first he is made to strip down and if he won't do it we will do it for him! Then a long OTK spanking till he is begging for us to stop! After that he thinks it's over we will bring out the razor strap and give him a good long strapping with it! He will put up a fight of course so we might have to tie him down across the padded work bench so we can have a clear shot of his big brown and red butt! When he is laying there crying like the little boy he is promising to be good and stay out of trouble we will untie him and let him stand up but he won't be allowed to rub! With his hands on his head and tears running down his face and his butt on fire we tell him that he is to report back to this shed one a month for the next year for a maintenance whuppin to make sure he stays out of trouble! We also tell him if he refuses we might have to let the video of this little session get out! This news brings back the tears from him again but he understands! After an hour of standing on display for us we let him get dressed and leave but we tell him we better not see him in the news for anything bad or his monthly session will be twice as bad as this one! We would hat to see you be the bad boy two years in a row.....well maybe that wouldn't be so bad for us!
He was looking around nervously and then started to pull down his pants and underwear! To say I was shocked would of been an understatement! I was parked in the corner and my windows are pretty dark so I guess he didn't realize I was there. 
He just stood there looking around with his bare ass on display for anyone who happened by to see! I was truly enjoying it! He was covering his front parts with his t-shirt but I was more interested in what was in the back! 
Here is what I didn't know..... 
The first thing his father will see when he pulls into the garage is his bare ass son waiting on him....he realizes that he must of done something serious for his mother to send him down here.....that's why he keeps his razor strap in the trunk! This is the second time this month he had to disciplined like this so he was gonna make sure he wouldn't forget this any time soon!
As I was watching his every move a car pulled into the garage and paused....I would have done the same thing I saw that standing in the middle of the floor! The car slowly turned and pulled into one of the parking spaces and a large man got out. He looked like an older version of the young man on display so I assumed it was his father. I had seen him in passing around the building but we hadn't spoken to each other yet. I heard him yelling at the young man but could not really hear what he was saying but I could tell he was mad! I cranked down my window a little just to try and hear a little better. I could hear it was something about school but that was all I could make out. After a minute or two of yelling his father popped the trunk and pulled out what appeared to be a belt...no I thought tho myself.....that's to thick to be a belt. It's a strap, I said out loud! Then it finally dawned on me....he gonna give his son a whuppin..oh shit! I could not believe my eyes! I got my share of them growing up but to be honest I didn't think it happened anymore these days. I watched as he closed the trunk and pointed to the car. His son moved forward and bent over the back of the car. I kinda felt that I was seeing a private moment between a father and son and but hey, they were in a public place so I figured it canceled each other out. My breathing was becoming heavy and I thought I was gonna pass out.....just looking at that perfect brown butt and knowing it was gonna be in some serious pain real soon was almost to much! I noticed the the strap had a handle on it....this guy meant business. The man raised the strap and brought it down on his son's backside with a loud THWACK! The echo in the garage made it sound ten times louder than it actually was but from the boys reaction I knew it hurt. I was surprised that the kid didn't let go of the car and stayed in place...I know I would have been jumping around and rubbing my burning ass but I guess he knew better! THWACK, WHACK! Two more licks rang out as I heard the boy start to groan and beg his dad to stop. WHAP, THWACK, THWACK!...please daddy...I'm sorry I heard him say but still he stayed in place. WHAP, THWACK, THWACK! The young man was really crying hard now and his butt had to be on fire. I heard his father say to him that I don't wanna have to do this again so I'm gonna make sure you remember this son. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! I will dad he screamed...I will...I'm sorry I won't do it again! After about twenty more hard strokes to his son's backside he told him to get up. I watched as his crying son stood in front of him and talked to him in a calm voice. His son was listening to his father and furiously trying to rub the sting out of his behind! Damn I wish I could hear what he was saying! Then his father took his son in his arms and hugged him. He put the strap back into the car and put his arm around his son and headed for the stairs. I was still impressed on how well the young man took the whuppin.....he must have had alot of them to take it like that!
On the way up I heard the door to the floor above me open And I heard someone coming down. It was him.....the boy with the butt that I'm was sure was still on fire! He was wearing pants now and I said hi as he passed me and he just nodded at me but didn't make eye contact. I could see his eyes and wet cheeks and anyone could tell he had been crying. I wanted to ask him how his butt was but I didn't wanna blow my cover so I kept going up the steps......I didn't want to let on what I saw. I did wonder where he was going so quickly after he just went up...I thought to myself that maybe his dad decided he needed a little more and sent him down for the strap! Oh man what is going on with me? Twenty minutes ago I wouldn't of given spanking a second thought! I went into my place and sat on the couch remembering every detail of what I saw. I looked down at my cell phone and...SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! Damn it I just realized I had video capability on this phone! Damn....I could of captured that whole thing! I'm a idiot! Oh well I thought.....Maybe I'll stay in my car everyday after work and wait for something to happen! 
