Waiting On Dad

The Garage

By Eric

What is he doing I thought to myself as I watched this young man who couldn't of been more than 17 or 18 years old. I just pulled in to the garage below my building a few minutes ago and was checking my messages on my cell when I saw him. 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.....

He got into trouble at school today and his mother had sent him down to wait for his father to get home to deal with him. He was told to strip his pants and underwear off as soon as he got down there and wait in the garage for his father to get home. If someone just happens to walk through the garage while he's waiting...well, that's just part of the punishment! 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!

I waited a few minutes before I got out of my car after they had left (with a raging hard on) still not believing what I just witnessed. As I was walking past there car I put my hand on the trunk and It was still warm to the touch from that young man's body. I'll bet that strap was still warm too...or maybe hot! My head was spinning as I climbed the stairs trying to understand what I was feeling...I wasn't sure why I enjoyed that so much...I am gay but I never really gave any thought to spanking. But it was all I was thinking about. 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!

I thought I might strike up a conversation with his dad next time we meet and maybe I could get a little more insight into my new favorite family! This story isn't over!

Thanks to Deej for the use of his photos and of his model Tomlin.

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The Neighbor Boy

One of my long time neighbors son Randy was home from school during spring break and came knocking on my door. I hadn't seen him in almost a year.....Wow, little skinny Randy has filled out nicely I thought! He asked If my son Troy would be coming home for spring break and I told him that he wouldn't be back for a few more days. He seemed a little disappointed at first because the grew up together on this street and were pretty good friends. He asked if I needed anything done around the house because wanted to make a few dollars while he was home so he could have a little spending money while he was here and maybe some to take back to school. Randy really was a good hard working kid.....even when he was little. I wanted to help him out so I told him If he mowed my lawn that I would give him Fifty dollars......his eyes lit up and a big smile came across his face! I told him not to tell my son Troy when he got home or he would want the same thing...we laughed and joked for a few minutes and then I lead him out to the garage. I showed him the mower and how it worked....it was a riding mower and he couldn't wait to take it for a spin! I told him to be careful and don't run over the flowers or my wife would kill me and you! Randy smiled and got to work. I went back inside and thought about how much he had grown and couldn't wait to see my own son. About forty-five minutes later I heard Randy knocking on the door. He was standing using his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face which gave me a good view of his well developed abs and his jeans were just hanging on his ass...I have no idea how they were even staying up. He turned his head to me as I was opening the door...I quickly averted my eyes away from his mounds and asked him if he was finished already? He had a strange look in his eyes when he turned to me...it was the same look my son gave me when something was wrong. He told me there was a problem and asked me to come with him to the driveway. I followed him assuming that there was a problem with the mower but when got around to the other side of my car I saw a long dent and scratch on the rear quarter panel! I blurted out a few choice words and then asked him what happened? He told me that he didn't realize that he was so close to the car when he was backing up and hit it. He was truly sorry and I could see in his eyes that he was worried about what would happen next! I asked him if his dad was home. I've known his father for years and we saw each other about every day and I knew he wasn't gonna be happy about this! No Please...don't tell my Dad...Please can't we work this out another way? I knew what his dad would do to his behind...the same thing I would do to my boys butt! I told him to calm down......look Troy this will cost at least fifteen hundred dollars to fix and I know you don't have that kind of money do you? He shook his head no and put his hands on his knees trying to figure a way out of this mess. I told him I knew what his dad would whup his behind when he found out and that I would do the same thing If he were my son. I suddenly thought to myself that this might be a good chance to see whats under those jeans.

Ok Randy.....you could either tell your dad and get your butt whupped and on top of that he would have to pay for the damage or I could whup your butt and your dad wouldn't have to know a thing. He looked at me kind of strange for a minute but I could almost see his mind thinking it over! He knew I punished my son the same way his dad punished him. He even saw me spank Troy's bare butt right in front of him during one of they're sleepovers so he knew I was a serious. So all I have to do is take the strap and It's taken care of he said? I told him that It would be a series of strappings! One today and one tomorrow and every time you come home until I think it's paid off. If you don't wanna agree to this we can go speak with your dad right now. I really didn't give him any choice but to accept my offer so he agreed. I could feel myself growing harder the more I thought about what was about to happen! I took him into the garage and had his take off his pants....and as I thought he didn't have anything on underneath. He had the most round, gravity defying brown cheeks I ever saw.....even better than my own boys ass! I tried to act like I wasn't seeing anything special and told him to bend over the work bench stool I had in there. He bent himself over the stool and grabbed the bottom rungs....I could tell he had been through this kind a thing before with his own father. He had a smooth hairless ass except for a small trail going down his crack. I walked over and got the strap that had been hanging there since the last time I whupped Troy for coming home late. Ok Randy.....are you ready? Y...Yes sir he said. But before I started I told him that I knew he was a good kid and that it was a accident and that I was glad he came and told me what happened but he still had to pay for the damage and since he couldn't afford it this was how he had to pay. He nodded his head and waited for the first stroke. Whap!! I laid it right across the center of his cheeks...Owww.......Whap, Whap, Whap! Agghhhh.....Whap, Whap, Whap! Please Sir.....Whap, Whap, Whap! Whup, Thwack, Whap! I was going up and down his cheeks and paying very close attention to those sit spots! When I would strike his sit spot his legs would kick out and give me a great view of his tight brown and pink hole of his! Whap, Thwack Thwack! He finally jumped up and was rubbing his butt furiously and looked at me with tears running down his face and begged me to stop! I told him to get back across the stool or it would be worse on him and that it would be over sooner if he stayed in place. Before he got back across the stool I spun the seat to raise it higher so when he got back across the stool his toes were barely touching the floor! I have to say it was quite a site!

Whap, Whap, Whap! He was really screaming now and was on the verge of bawling so I gave him a few to send him over the top! WHAP, WHAP, WHAP! Whaaaa.....pllleeeeease...Whhaaaaa....I knew that got his attention. I know when I got my own son crying good and hard that he was learning a good lesson but I made sure I gave him another good ten to make sure! Whap, Whap! Thwack, Thwack, Thwack Whap! WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP! I really laid the last four on hard ......I let him cry it out for a few minutes and then helped him up. He put his face into my chest and cried a little more and I put my arms around him to let him know it was ok. I'm sure he was a little embarrassed by his reaction but I don't think there is a boy out there who wouldn't of reacted the same way! I took a chance and reached down and rubbed his bottom ...he didn't seem to mind but in the state he was in I don't think he even realized I was doing it. I helped him get cleaned up and sent him home but told him to come back the same time tomorrow, when I knew my wife would be at work. He looked at me like he wanted to say something but he thought better of it and walked or should I say limped home. I can't wait until tomorrow! I think fifteen hundred was well worth getting to give him a few sessions with the strap! I'll go easy on his behind tomorrow....I think I'll just use my hand...or maybe hat big heavy wooden brush my wife uses?