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Sunday, May 9, 2010
Wet That Ass!
By Bunbuster
Copyright on this story text belongs at all times to the original author only, whether stated explicitly in the text or not. The original date of posting to the MMSA was: 03 May 2010
In the 1990's I had an African American neighbor named Doris who was the single mom of an 18 year old boy named Rocky.
Rocky was very handsome and he wore muscle shirts and shorts which revealed his delectable smooth brown arm muscles and tight slightly furry calves. Aside from being one of the young neighborhood hotties the 2 things that stood out about young Rocky was that he was a cocky spoiled brat and that he had a gorgeous big ass. It was the type of big shapely caboose that made me want to bury my face between the cheeks. The first time that I saw Rocky's ass in tight jeans I wanted him to hire me as his ass licker and I would do an excellent job keeping that fanny crack nice and sweat free, and I'm a woman.
Doris found a live in lover named Mark. He was African American and a big stern looking fellow. Mark was not in the house more than 3 weeks when I noticed a big change in young Rocky's demeanor, a big change. Somehow Rocky's perpetual smirk was replaced by a kind of little boy calmness mixed with a slight worry and it was a healthy worry, if that makes any sense. Rocky used to swagger home whenever he wanted to bu now he seemed to be keeping to a program, even running home nervously as if he was afraid to be late. Another thing that was noticeably different was that the formerly cocky brat who I know had ruled the roost as the 'man of the house' was now seen many times, which surprised me and all the other neighbors, looking like a little boy as he walked along, or was walked along, with Mark's big arm tenderly yet firmly around his shoulder. I didn't know why but at these times Rocky's big beautiful ass looked more like a boy's ass rather than a humpy young stud's rump. It was obvious to me that Rocky was disciplined. I didn't know how Mark achieved it but in 3 weeks time he had Rocky in line.
One morning I heard Rocky begging in a loud high pitched voice, 'please, no, please don't'. It was totally unlike the gruff voice that I used to hear when he was cursing at his mom. I was walking down my driveway and I peeked into Doris' bathroom to see her drawing some water into the tub. I never saw Doris look so happy. In fact she was positively radiant. The begging could be heard escalating and I was shocked to hear cocky Rocky being so downright under control. Doris left the bathroom and nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. The door opened and in walked Mark shirtless and in bermuda shorts. In his left hand Mark held a wide thick strap that was cut into 2 tongues at the end. In the other hand he held an utterly fear filled Rocky and the kid was naked as a pin! I never in a million years thought that I would ever see Rocky naked but there he was and he was a staggering young beauty. The boy's muscular smooth brown frame was covered in sweat and his dick was a fucking masterpiece of young male virility, a thick brown club with a silky smooth purple head that I would love to wrap my lips around. His nut sack could be likened to a big fuzzy walnut.
One morning I heard Rocky begging in a loud high pitched voice, 'please, no, please don't'. It was totally unlike the gruff voice that I used to hear when he was cursing at his mom. I was walking down my driveway and I peeked into Doris' bathroom to see her drawing some water into the tub. I never saw Doris look so happy. In fact she was positively radiant. The begging could be heard escalating and I was shocked to hear cocky Rocky being so downright under control. Doris left the bathroom and nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. The door opened and in walked Mark shirtless and in bermuda shorts. In his left hand Mark held a wide thick strap that was cut into 2 tongues at the end. In the other hand he held an utterly fear filled Rocky and the kid was naked as a pin! I never in a million years thought that I would ever see Rocky naked but there he was and he was a staggering young beauty. The boy's muscular smooth brown frame was covered in sweat and his dick was a fucking masterpiece of young male virility, a thick brown club with a silky smooth purple head that I would love to wrap my lips around. His nut sack could be likened to a big fuzzy walnut.
"No, please, don't whip me, please", Rocky begged. It was both pathetic yet sweet to see a formerly cocky boy in the full control of a man.
"Wet that ass boy, and then bend over for a damn good whipping", Mark ordered and he spun Rocky around and there they were, 2 of the most beautiful young buttocks that I have ever seen, 2 freakin' boyish beauties. Rocky's buns were massive, round, muscular and shiny smooth, like 2 huge mountains of delicious chocolate ice cream that I wanted so bad to lick though I was about to witness those superb cheeks get another kind of licking, the kind of licking that an alpha male like Mark thought that young male buttocks badly need, the kind of licking that is also known as an ass whipping, a fanny tanning, a rump roasting or a good old fashioned spanking. Literally whimping in fear and sweating his pretty ass off, Rocky got in the tub. He bent over, with his ass still toward me, 
and as he bent his cheeks spread and I tell you, if I died right there I would have died a happy woman. The crack of Rocky's rump crack was hairless except for a soft ring of black curls which served as, nature works things out so beautifully, doesn't it, a delicate nest for Rocky's bung hole, which was a very tight and tender little mass of delicate brown tinted puckers. Yes, Rocky even had a pretty little asshole and quite delicate for such a studsy kid. Maybe that's why it's called the forbidden fruit because young guys don't want people to see how tender, pink and delicate their little rosebuds are?
and as he bent his cheeks spread and I tell you, if I died right there I would have died a happy woman. The crack of Rocky's rump crack was hairless except for a soft ring of black curls which served as, nature works things out so beautifully, doesn't it, a delicate nest for Rocky's bung hole, which was a very tight and tender little mass of delicate brown tinted puckers. Yes, Rocky even had a pretty little asshole and quite delicate for such a studsy kid. Maybe that's why it's called the forbidden fruit because young guys don't want people to see how tender, pink and delicate their little rosebuds are?Rocky sat in the tub and then brought his ass up a bit and wiggled it in the water, assuring that as Mark had ordered, his ass was nice and wet.
"Ok boy, get that ass out of the tub", Mark ordered and he grabbed Rocky by his left wrist and hauled him out of the tub, Rocky's big brown cock swinging as he did so. "Bend over and touch the wall, boy", Mark ordered and the whimpering young hunk did just that, bending at the waist over the tub and touching the walls.
"You've got the kind of big ass that was made for lots of spanking, boy", Mark said and he grabbed Rocky's right arm and held it tight as he wrapped his left arm around Rocky's waist.
"No, please, don't", Rocky whimpered as Mark brought the strap back then down on those big ass cheeks with a firmness that took my breath away.
Whap Whack "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mark, owww, please." Whap Whap Whap Whap "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack WHack "Owwwwwwww, choke, oww, my ass, choke, oh god, my poor ass, ahh." Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Owwwwwww, sob, choke, oh my god, oww, my, sob, butt."Poor Rocky screamed out when the 2 tongued devil tore into the smooth and tender brown skin of his big pretty boy buns. The strap curled wickedly around each cheek or inner thigh and it obviously was bringing Rocky some serious pain. He screamed out like a girl and he had a look on his face that was priceless, his eyes and mouth opened wide in shock, shock that showed that he was one cocky boy who had met his match, a firm older man who held the whip hand, a man who would relentlessly beat his ass raw each and every time that he got out of line. Quite a realization for a modern snotty young puppy dog and well deserved. Mark was taking the boy in hand, reining him in with the strap to the bare wet ass and the boy was acting accordingly, screaming, begging and jumping in place as a real man tanned his naughty young caboose firmly, relentlessly and stingingly. This was the all time ideal, a sexy and humpy boy being soundly punished with a strap on the big bare ass. Hot, hot, hot! Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Ahhhhhhhhhh, choke, choke, sob, sob, sorry, please, sir, owwww, sob." Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Ahhh, I'll be a, sob, good boy, Sob, I will, I promise." 
When Mark stopped whipping ass poor Rocky's big beautiful butt, tender thighs and furry muscled calves were raw and covered in purple welts. Mark let the cute boy dance around a bit but then it was back to business and Mark's business was disciplining a very undisciplined boy, a boy who never had a daddy before to tan his hide and he was long overdue for the daddy treatment that Mark was more then generous to apply whenever the handsome big assed horse dicked young stud got out of line. "Ok young man, get out the bucket and scrub brush, get on
your knees and wash this floor and if you don't do a good job, I'm gonna invite all of your mom's friends over to watch me spank your ass diaper style with the hairbrush, they'd be mighty entertained seeing your little pink asshole puckering and unpuckering while I tear your ass apart", Mark ordered and then left the bathroom. Rocky scrambled to get the bucket, actually squatting down so that I could see his little asshole peeking out from behind it's soft nest of fur pie. Rocky got on all fours, big well whipped ass sticking out and he started scrubbing. At one point Rocky reached back and rubbed his buns, which spread the cheeks and his asshole puckered. The inner walls of the tender little orifice were of the prettiest pink that I had ever seen. That, along with those plump tight balls and big purple headed cock hanging down made me run home and peel a banana.
When Mark stopped whipping ass poor Rocky's big beautiful butt, tender thighs and furry muscled calves were raw and covered in purple welts. Mark let the cute boy dance around a bit but then it was back to business and Mark's business was disciplining a very undisciplined boy, a boy who never had a daddy before to tan his hide and he was long overdue for the daddy treatment that Mark was more then generous to apply whenever the handsome big assed horse dicked young stud got out of line. "Ok young man, get out the bucket and scrub brush, get on
your knees and wash this floor and if you don't do a good job, I'm gonna invite all of your mom's friends over to watch me spank your ass diaper style with the hairbrush, they'd be mighty entertained seeing your little pink asshole puckering and unpuckering while I tear your ass apart", Mark ordered and then left the bathroom. Rocky scrambled to get the bucket, actually squatting down so that I could see his little asshole peeking out from behind it's soft nest of fur pie. Rocky got on all fours, big well whipped ass sticking out and he started scrubbing. At one point Rocky reached back and rubbed his buns, which spread the cheeks and his asshole puckered. The inner walls of the tender little orifice were of the prettiest pink that I had ever seen. That, along with those plump tight balls and big purple headed cock hanging down made me run home and peel a banana.Thursday, May 6, 2010
Finish Your Homework...Or!
This is David Allen Grier's character "Black Daddy" singing a funny song about finishing your homework! Grier's is mostly known for his work on the comedy show "In Living Color"! If Black Daddy singing about kicking your ass isn't enough you also have mom singing backup who looks like she could whup some butt just as good ans he could!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Spankable Butt Of The Week #5
Son, this is how I got it growing up and I think it's about time you learn what a real butt whuppin is like. Your mom's been protecting you for to long but she's not here right now so it's just you and me! Butt naked laying on your bed just like I got it! Keep those hands behind your head....spread those legs and stick that butt up nice and high! I'm gonna whup your ass good! You can scream and yell all you want but don't you dare move until I'm finished unless you want to repeat this ass whuppin tomorrow! Your gonna thank me one day!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Hot Wheels, Hot Butt
Recent comments have lead me to believe that I wasn't the only one that this has happened to!I must have had the biggest collection of Hot Wheels cars within a twenty mile radius. My dad actually gave me buckets to put them all in! When I was a kid and like most of the kids I knew I also had alot a race tracks to play with them on. In the 70's the race tracks I had were orange and were about 2-3 ft long. They were made of plastic of course but the were still a little fixable. If my mom or dad needed something in a hurry all they had to do was grab on and start swinging! Since I had so many I had them laying around in just about every room (no to smart)!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Damion's 4 Spankings!
Copyright on this story text belongs at all times to the original author only, whether stated explicitly in the text or not. The original date of posting to the MMSA was: 11 Nov 2009
"He's got a cute little butt, doesn't he?", my new wife said, referring to her 18 year old son Damion. "Yes, he does, and if he doesn't shape up that cute little butt will be across my knee", was my reply. I m
arried Elle when I was 50 and she 48. It was the second marriage for the both of us. I'm Irish American and Elle is African American so we became kind of the new cool couple in our neighborhood. Aside from being love at first sight, we married after a 6 month courtship, it was fun meeting each others families and sharing our differences and our similarities.
I had been a husband and dad of boys so when I married Elle I thought I was done with the diaper changes, the baths, the baseball games and the spankings. However, I was rudely awakened to the fact that there was one of those points that I was not done with. Elle had a gorgeous 18 year old son Damion who was spoiled to the max, who had never been spanked and was badly in need of some serious manhandling.
Damion was away at school when me and Elle started to date, his absentee dad was filthy rich and he made up for not being around by showering the kid with the best that money could by, including the best college, so I did not meet him till right before the wedding.
Damion had baby smooth light brown skin and he had the kind of pretty face that the young Harry Belafonte had, but even more pretty. He was lean and muscled and, Elle was right, he had a very round high arched little bottom on him, a perfect young bottom in fact, not that I was checking it out. Well, ok, I was checking it out but Damion had the kind of bottom that was irresistible to the eye, what can I say.
A real ladies man, Damion did not take to me in the least and even at the wedding, he resplendent in his tailored tux and he had girls practically hanging on his pants legs. In fact he acted like I wasn't even alive which was fine with me. I did not need another brat in my life and Damion was a brat, demanding and disrespectful to his mom, which kind of got to me, and of the opinion that life revolved around his cute high arched tiny hiney, which his mom was always patting and pinching, though eventually, it was inevitable, I would be smacking and lashing that very same hard round little light brown caboose.
arried Elle when I was 50 and she 48. It was the second marriage for the both of us. I'm Irish American and Elle is African American so we became kind of the new cool couple in our neighborhood. Aside from being love at first sight, we married after a 6 month courtship, it was fun meeting each others families and sharing our differences and our similarities.I had been a husband and dad of boys so when I married Elle I thought I was done with the diaper changes, the baths, the baseball games and the spankings. However, I was rudely awakened to the fact that there was one of those points that I was not done with. Elle had a gorgeous 18 year old son Damion who was spoiled to the max, who had never been spanked and was badly in need of some serious manhandling.
Damion was away at school when me and Elle started to date, his absentee dad was filthy rich and he made up for not being around by showering the kid with the best that money could by, including the best college, so I did not meet him till right before the wedding.
Damion had baby smooth light brown skin and he had the kind of pretty face that the young Harry Belafonte had, but even more pretty. He was lean and muscled and, Elle was right, he had a very round high arched little bottom on him, a perfect young bottom in fact, not that I was checking it out. Well, ok, I was checking it out but Damion had the kind of bottom that was irresistible to the eye, what can I say.
A real ladies man, Damion did not take to me in the least and even at the wedding, he resplendent in his tailored tux and he had girls practically hanging on his pants legs. In fact he acted like I wasn't even alive which was fine with me. I did not need another brat in my life and Damion was a brat, demanding and disrespectful to his mom, which kind of got to me, and of the opinion that life revolved around his cute high arched tiny hiney, which his mom was always patting and pinching, though eventually, it was inevitable, I would be smacking and lashing that very same hard round little light brown caboose.
DAMION'S FIRST SPANKING
Damion came home for the summer after our marriage and he became a real trial from the very first second he arrived, ordering his mom around, flatly refusing to pick up after himself, shit, I was used to tripping over sweaty jockstraps but tripping over them in the kitchen was a bit much to me, or to help around the house at all.
Damion had another habit that his mom hated, though as the dad of to 2 boys, it wasn't the worst thing a young bugger could do, and that was walking to and from the bathroom buck, or is it butt, naked. The kid sure had nothing to hide, which is probably why his mom hated his nudity. She had a number of cougar girlfriends who wanted to get their hands and lips on her baby boy, hot young Damion.
Watching Damion in the morning, yawning and scratching his tight fuzzy young ball sack, walking to the can was, I have to admit, a treat for me too. The kid was in real good shape, slender and tight muscled, tight shoulders, flat belly, and his pecker looked like an overfed snake, plump and long and it swung as he swaggered along, and that ass, good gosh. His can was the most perfectly round ass that I had ever seen, on boy or girl. It was firm looking and covered in the smoothest baby skin ever and dimpled too!!!!
After having already seen this cute brat in action several times, when I first saw his bare young bottom on his way to the can I had the urge to haul the kid across my knee and spank that cute young tush to the moon. In
fact, when I first saw that high arched butt wiggling in the morning, I made myself a promise, that the next time Damion acted up I was going to spank his can to a burning sore red. Damion did not make me wait long.
One Saturday afternoon Damion was going to take part in one of those wrestling matches that boys take part in, the kind that you see on TV where they bend each other into pretzels so that each others asses are right in each others faces, and they try to look like they're not enjoying it. Damion was dressed in his wrestling suit, a red and white striped skin tight short short spandex number that had shoulder straps with nothing under it so lots of gorgeous baby smooth skin, chest, back, scrumptious thighs and muscular boyish calves, was visible and the damn thing hugged his butt so hotly I almost could see him stopping traffic on the street.
Well, young Damion, cute, snotty, unspanked Damion bought himself a ticket, or a ticket across my knee and the young bugger's ass was super spankable in the tight spandex, which rode up his ass crack. Young stinker most likely had one of his colorful thongs on.
"Mom, fuck off ok, and get the fuck off my case", the little brat yelled.
"Don't talk to your mom like that, kid", I yelled. "Mind your own fucking business", the young stinker yelled as he strutted his stuff like a peacock toward the door.
"You're getting a good old fashioned spanking, kid", I yelled and I grabbed Damion and pulled him into the living room. "Let me go, I said let me go, do you hear me", the brat yelled and struggled to no avail. "Hey, no you don't, stop it now", the young bugger yelled as I sat on the big arm of the couch, pulling him between my thighs and picking him up slightly and forcing him over my left thigh, even holding on to his young buns to push him over. He looked at his mom red faced and pathetic as she looked on with a smile. There is something very special and very personal about a boy's first spanking, especially when he's a cocky teen and the spanking is given by a man who is not his real dad. Damion was beside himself with mortification. He struggled helplessly and was forced across my knee in his tight spandex, his round young ass, one of his best attributes among many, sticking up helplessly for me to spank, after I patted it lovingly, pats that he usually got from his mom, not from a man who claimed authority over the young stinker. I had a big part in this session. I had to punish the boy by way of his buns, a very intimate and painful type of punishment was what I had to apply. My hand, the hand that started off patting his adorable buns lovingly, was going to cause a considerable sting to that most private part of the young stinker's anatomy and there was nothing that he could do about it. So, I needed to spank him hard, so that he got the message about who was now the boss in the house, and with enough love so that the boy did not feel overwhelmed with an authority figure that he despised. It's not easy to punish with love but I had done it countless times before. Once a man knows that his palm can create the needed effect then all negative angry feelings go out the window, in fact, seeing a naughty young bugger across one's knee helplessly causes one's heart to go out to the boy and you know that the spanking that you are going to give him is what he so badly needs and nature sure supplied this cute young rascal with a more then perfect spanking target. Damion's ass was superb in the tight spandex which was so tight that through the wedgie up his ass crack I could actually see his little anal ringlet puckering. Poor young bugger was nervous. Spank "Ahhh, hey." Spank Spank "Ouch, owww, are you crazy?" Spank Spank Spank Spank "Owww, damn, this is, ouch, crazy, oww, get off of me, man."
I did not lecture since Damion knew that he was a brat and why he was getting his bottom spanked. He was a bad boy and to his new step daddy bad boys get their hineys spanked.
Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Whap "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, yelp, yelp, yelp, sob, will you, sob, stop." There is nothing in the world quite like a boy starting to cry during his first spanking, the giving in to the sting in his precious young hiney, the feeling of being overwhelmed by a male authority figure, a man who would tan his buns relentlessly and stingingly if he did not shape up. No shape up or ship out on my watch. To me it was shape up or it's buns up across my knee for a good hot tanning, boy. Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Owww, sob, sob, you made, sob, oww, your, sob, point, oww, stop, sob, oww, will you!!!!" Damion conceded that he was well spanked by the 'you made your point line', one of the lines my own boys used when they gave in to a spanking but did not want to pour it on too thick. I made sure that I did not spank Damion's thighs, though they were damn tempting, so smooth and muscularly tender, so that he would not show any redness during his wrestling match. I have a big deadly spanking palm but I also have a big heart. Damion ran out of the house clutching his fanny. While he was gone I went into the garage to get the 'after spanking chair', a chair with the seat scooped out enough to accommodate my own boys' plump young bottoms so it would surely hold Damion's hot little tail. The edges of the chair had padding attached so a boy who also had spanked thighs could have some comfort while sitting at the dinner table. "I don't want to eat, mom", Damion said with bluster when he came home. His ass was so adorable in his tight spandex that I'm sure that if his ass stuck up in another boy's face that that kid was delighted. "Young man, get your butt out here for dinner", I ordered and I grabbed the red faced young bugger and marched him over to the spanking chair and actually put him in it. Me and Elle laughed at the look on the kid's face when he felt his sore fanny fall into a pit rather then on a hard surface. Damion ate his meal in silence.
Damion came home for the summer after our marriage and he became a real trial from the very first second he arrived, ordering his mom around, flatly refusing to pick up after himself, shit, I was used to tripping over sweaty jockstraps but tripping over them in the kitchen was a bit much to me, or to help around the house at all.
Damion had another habit that his mom hated, though as the dad of to 2 boys, it wasn't the worst thing a young bugger could do, and that was walking to and from the bathroom buck, or is it butt, naked. The kid sure had nothing to hide, which is probably why his mom hated his nudity. She had a number of cougar girlfriends who wanted to get their hands and lips on her baby boy, hot young Damion.
Watching Damion in the morning, yawning and scratching his tight fuzzy young ball sack, walking to the can was, I have to admit, a treat for me too. The kid was in real good shape, slender and tight muscled, tight shoulders, flat belly, and his pecker looked like an overfed snake, plump and long and it swung as he swaggered along, and that ass, good gosh. His can was the most perfectly round ass that I had ever seen, on boy or girl. It was firm looking and covered in the smoothest baby skin ever and dimpled too!!!!
After having already seen this cute brat in action several times, when I first saw his bare young bottom on his way to the can I had the urge to haul the kid across my knee and spank that cute young tush to the moon. In
fact, when I first saw that high arched butt wiggling in the morning, I made myself a promise, that the next time Damion acted up I was going to spank his can to a burning sore red. Damion did not make me wait long.One Saturday afternoon Damion was going to take part in one of those wrestling matches that boys take part in, the kind that you see on TV where they bend each other into pretzels so that each others asses are right in each others faces, and they try to look like they're not enjoying it. Damion was dressed in his wrestling suit, a red and white striped skin tight short short spandex number that had shoulder straps with nothing under it so lots of gorgeous baby smooth skin, chest, back, scrumptious thighs and muscular boyish calves, was visible and the damn thing hugged his butt so hotly I almost could see him stopping traffic on the street.
Well, young Damion, cute, snotty, unspanked Damion bought himself a ticket, or a ticket across my knee and the young bugger's ass was super spankable in the tight spandex, which rode up his ass crack. Young stinker most likely had one of his colorful thongs on.
"Mom, fuck off ok, and get the fuck off my case", the little brat yelled.
"Don't talk to your mom like that, kid", I yelled. "Mind your own fucking business", the young stinker yelled as he strutted his stuff like a peacock toward the door.
"You're getting a good old fashioned spanking, kid", I yelled and I grabbed Damion and pulled him into the living room. "Let me go, I said let me go, do you hear me", the brat yelled and struggled to no avail. "Hey, no you don't, stop it now", the young bugger yelled as I sat on the big arm of the couch, pulling him between my thighs and picking him up slightly and forcing him over my left thigh, even holding on to his young buns to push him over. He looked at his mom red faced and pathetic as she looked on with a smile. There is something very special and very personal about a boy's first spanking, especially when he's a cocky teen and the spanking is given by a man who is not his real dad. Damion was beside himself with mortification. He struggled helplessly and was forced across my knee in his tight spandex, his round young ass, one of his best attributes among many, sticking up helplessly for me to spank, after I patted it lovingly, pats that he usually got from his mom, not from a man who claimed authority over the young stinker. I had a big part in this session. I had to punish the boy by way of his buns, a very intimate and painful type of punishment was what I had to apply. My hand, the hand that started off patting his adorable buns lovingly, was going to cause a considerable sting to that most private part of the young stinker's anatomy and there was nothing that he could do about it. So, I needed to spank him hard, so that he got the message about who was now the boss in the house, and with enough love so that the boy did not feel overwhelmed with an authority figure that he despised. It's not easy to punish with love but I had done it countless times before. Once a man knows that his palm can create the needed effect then all negative angry feelings go out the window, in fact, seeing a naughty young bugger across one's knee helplessly causes one's heart to go out to the boy and you know that the spanking that you are going to give him is what he so badly needs and nature sure supplied this cute young rascal with a more then perfect spanking target. Damion's ass was superb in the tight spandex which was so tight that through the wedgie up his ass crack I could actually see his little anal ringlet puckering. Poor young bugger was nervous. Spank "Ahhh, hey." Spank Spank "Ouch, owww, are you crazy?" Spank Spank Spank Spank "Owww, damn, this is, ouch, crazy, oww, get off of me, man."
I did not lecture since Damion knew that he was a brat and why he was getting his bottom spanked. He was a bad boy and to his new step daddy bad boys get their hineys spanked.
Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Whap "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, yelp, yelp, yelp, sob, will you, sob, stop." There is nothing in the world quite like a boy starting to cry during his first spanking, the giving in to the sting in his precious young hiney, the feeling of being overwhelmed by a male authority figure, a man who would tan his buns relentlessly and stingingly if he did not shape up. No shape up or ship out on my watch. To me it was shape up or it's buns up across my knee for a good hot tanning, boy. Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Spank Owww, sob, sob, you made, sob, oww, your, sob, point, oww, stop, sob, oww, will you!!!!" Damion conceded that he was well spanked by the 'you made your point line', one of the lines my own boys used when they gave in to a spanking but did not want to pour it on too thick. I made sure that I did not spank Damion's thighs, though they were damn tempting, so smooth and muscularly tender, so that he would not show any redness during his wrestling match. I have a big deadly spanking palm but I also have a big heart. Damion ran out of the house clutching his fanny. While he was gone I went into the garage to get the 'after spanking chair', a chair with the seat scooped out enough to accommodate my own boys' plump young bottoms so it would surely hold Damion's hot little tail. The edges of the chair had padding attached so a boy who also had spanked thighs could have some comfort while sitting at the dinner table. "I don't want to eat, mom", Damion said with bluster when he came home. His ass was so adorable in his tight spandex that I'm sure that if his ass stuck up in another boy's face that that kid was delighted. "Young man, get your butt out here for dinner", I ordered and I grabbed the red faced young bugger and marched him over to the spanking chair and actually put him in it. Me and Elle laughed at the look on the kid's face when he felt his sore fanny fall into a pit rather then on a hard surface. Damion ate his meal in silence.
DAMION'S SECOND SPANKING
About a month later Damion was acting a whole lot better toward his mom but he still needed work. He was a boy and boys need lots of spanking so if you're a spanker they will keep you busy. Elle went out of own for a week and the chore of 'baby sitting' the boy with the high arched tiny hiney fell on my shoulders. After about 4 days of watching the boy hang around and do nothing I laid down the law and it did not sit too well with him.
"Kid, I want you up at 9AM tomorrow to mow the lawn, got it?", I asked/ordered, the kid.
"Yeah, yeah", Damion answered snottily but he did answer in the affirmative so I did not beat his ass. The next morning I gave the little brat till 9:30AM to get his pretty little ass out of bed but when he didn't stir, I went to get him. Damion was asleep on his tummy and he was naked except for a very skimpy pair of blue with red hemming silk briefs which cupped his butt cheeks exquisitely. "Hey you young rascal, get your butt up, you've got work to do", I said and I shook Damion's smooth muscular shoulder with my left hand and swatted his adorable buns with my spanking hand, not a full fledged spank but one of those firm daddy swats that a boy should know could lead to something much harder. However, the fanny swats
seemed to only enrage the sleeping young beauty and instead of getting up he reacted in true naughty boy fashion. "Fuck off, will you man", Damion snapped and he stuck his adorable buns up and farted before attempting to go back to sleep. 'Daddy' went into action.
"Ahhhhh, what, hey, ahhhhh, what???" Damion was rudely woken up when he felt a big manly arm encircle his flat boyish belly. Damion looked shocked when he was lifted up while I sat down on his bed. "Hey, ahhhhh, hey, er." Damion was really waking up as he found himself laying face down rump up across my lap. I could feel his rock hard young morning boner pressing on my thigh, even the wet cum spot. I was tempted to give Damion a wedgie but his gorgeous can looked so cute in his little panty briefs that I spanked the seat of the damn things hard and long.
Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Oww, ow,wwww oww, oww, ouch, owwwwwwwwwww, damn, oww." Damion kicked hard, something that he could not do during his first spanking since he was pinned between my thighs, and his little butt was bouncing every which way to avoid my hand, utterly failing every time. Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Awwww, sob, choke, sob, oww, ok, I'll get up, owwwww." Another successful bottom warming accomplished. I smacked Damion's adorable buns about 20 more times then I let him up, tore the panty briefs off of him and wacked his ass to the bathroom. Whack "Owwwwwww." Whack "Owww, ok, sob." Whap Whap "Owwww, sob,sob." After he pooped and brushed his teeth I put the boy in a pair of loose fitting sports shorts and whacked his little can all the way to the front lawn. 
Whack Whack "Owwwwww, ok, I said, sob." The neighbors were grinning as they saw, for the very first time ever, a weeping Damion mowing the lawn, something that his mom always hired a boy to do. That evening I fixed burgers for me and Damion and he made full use of the spanking chair, since I had spanked his tender thighs for him, spanks that almost sent him flying off my lap.
DAMION'S THIRD SPANKING
"Does this brat belong to you, sir?", the big latino cop asked when I opened the door to see him holding Damion by the scruff of his neck. It was midnight and me and the brat's mom were worried sick about him.
"Yes he is sir, what did he do?", I asked as I pulled Damion in the house firmly and put my arm around his shoulder, which made the boy grunt in disapproval of the very public manhandling.
"He instigated a fight with another boy over a girl, I saw the whole thing", the cop said.
"Thank you sir, I will get to the bottom of this in the morning", I said, stressing the word 'bottom', which made the cop smile and Damion blush.
"Get up to bed young man, in the morning you're getting s spanking", I announced and as Damion blushed and scowled I turned him towards the stairs by the shoulders and gave him a very hard spank on the seat of his skin-tight black cutoffs, which got his squealing in a high pitched voice and running up the steps rubbing his adorable young can.
"Well, great sir, spank his little kulo good and soundly", the cop said and I could see from the
boy's expression as he ran up the steps that he heard the man's words and he was mortified.
The next morning I was in my room when I heard Damion's door open. He had fear in his eyes as he started to walk to the bathroom probably hoping that maybe I had changed my mind since I did not wake him up to spank him. What was real cute this time was that Damion was obviously going to jerk off in the shower since he had a huge drooling hardon riding up his flat brown belly. The massive boner looked like a big chocolate rocket and it was so virile that it throbbed out of the boy's control. As the naked young stud-puppy tried to slink toward the can step-dad went into action.
"Get your ass back into your room young man, you're getting a spanking", I said and I turned the shocked and surprised boy around toward his room, sending him on his way with hard smacks to his bare brown adorable bottom.
Smack "Owww." Slap "Ahhhh." Smack "Ahhhhh." A naked boy with a huge boner was in his room. His hardon was so hard that it stood up like a steel crowbar as I whacked his tail into the room. Damion struggled to keep from going across my lap and he fell back on his bed, giving me a good idea and that was to spank the boy diaper style, the postion that boys hate the most since they are looking right up at their spanker who is looking right up his ass while he spanks his boyish buns.
Sure enough Damion looked up at me with the most shocked pathetic look as I looked up his ass crack, and what an asscrack. The crack walls were as smooth as the boy's buttcheeks but in the center was a ring of soft black curls, and I mean a real ring, and in the center of that ring was one of the tightest little boyish buttholes that I had ever seen, and being a hands on dad and granddad I have seen a lot of boyish butholes. It was obvious that nature provided that ring of curls to keep that cute little farthole nice and warm and to absorb boyish ass sweat and anything else that the boyish little pooter gave off. I spanked the boy's bottom relentlessly and as always with a diaper style spanking, I watched him first look up at me in mortified shock, then turn his face away to avoid my gaze, only to look at me with a yearning look that said 'please stop spanking my bottom', as tears rolled down his handsome boyish face.
Also, as I spanked Damion's bare young bottom his asshole puckered and I saw that the walls of the cute brown puckered little orifice was as pink as the walls of my owns boys' boyish rump chutes. When I was done administering one of my patented butt burning spankings, I let Damion's legs go and he yelped when his buns hit the bed then turned into the fetal position and rubbed his sore butt as he wept like a baby boy. "You have 5 minutes to get yourself together then get your butt into the bathroom, do your business then get downstairs and clean the basement, like your mom asked you to do weeks ago", I ordered and I gave the boy a slap to the purple buns. Smack "Oww, oww, ok, sob, sob." In about a half hour a cute well disciplined boy in black boxers and rubbing his seat was on his way down the basement stairs.
About a month later Damion was acting a whole lot better toward his mom but he still needed work. He was a boy and boys need lots of spanking so if you're a spanker they will keep you busy. Elle went out of own for a week and the chore of 'baby sitting' the boy with the high arched tiny hiney fell on my shoulders. After about 4 days of watching the boy hang around and do nothing I laid down the law and it did not sit too well with him.
"Kid, I want you up at 9AM tomorrow to mow the lawn, got it?", I asked/ordered, the kid.
"Yeah, yeah", Damion answered snottily but he did answer in the affirmative so I did not beat his ass. The next morning I gave the little brat till 9:30AM to get his pretty little ass out of bed but when he didn't stir, I went to get him. Damion was asleep on his tummy and he was naked except for a very skimpy pair of blue with red hemming silk briefs which cupped his butt cheeks exquisitely. "Hey you young rascal, get your butt up, you've got work to do", I said and I shook Damion's smooth muscular shoulder with my left hand and swatted his adorable buns with my spanking hand, not a full fledged spank but one of those firm daddy swats that a boy should know could lead to something much harder. However, the fanny swats
seemed to only enrage the sleeping young beauty and instead of getting up he reacted in true naughty boy fashion. "Fuck off, will you man", Damion snapped and he stuck his adorable buns up and farted before attempting to go back to sleep. 'Daddy' went into action."Ahhhhh, what, hey, ahhhhh, what???" Damion was rudely woken up when he felt a big manly arm encircle his flat boyish belly. Damion looked shocked when he was lifted up while I sat down on his bed. "Hey, ahhhhh, hey, er." Damion was really waking up as he found himself laying face down rump up across my lap. I could feel his rock hard young morning boner pressing on my thigh, even the wet cum spot. I was tempted to give Damion a wedgie but his gorgeous can looked so cute in his little panty briefs that I spanked the seat of the damn things hard and long.
Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whack Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Oww, ow,wwww oww, oww, ouch, owwwwwwwwwww, damn, oww." Damion kicked hard, something that he could not do during his first spanking since he was pinned between my thighs, and his little butt was bouncing every which way to avoid my hand, utterly failing every time. Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap "Awwww, sob, choke, sob, oww, ok, I'll get up, owwwww." Another successful bottom warming accomplished. I smacked Damion's adorable buns about 20 more times then I let him up, tore the panty briefs off of him and wacked his ass to the bathroom. Whack "Owwwwwww." Whack "Owww, ok, sob." Whap Whap "Owwww, sob,sob." After he pooped and brushed his teeth I put the boy in a pair of loose fitting sports shorts and whacked his little can all the way to the front lawn. Whack Whack "Owwwwww, ok, I said, sob." The neighbors were grinning as they saw, for the very first time ever, a weeping Damion mowing the lawn, something that his mom always hired a boy to do. That evening I fixed burgers for me and Damion and he made full use of the spanking chair, since I had spanked his tender thighs for him, spanks that almost sent him flying off my lap.DAMION'S THIRD SPANKING
"Does this brat belong to you, sir?", the big latino cop asked when I opened the door to see him holding Damion by the scruff of his neck. It was midnight and me and the brat's mom were worried sick about him.
"Yes he is sir, what did he do?", I asked as I pulled Damion in the house firmly and put my arm around his shoulder, which made the boy grunt in disapproval of the very public manhandling.
"He instigated a fight with another boy over a girl, I saw the whole thing", the cop said.
"Thank you sir, I will get to the bottom of this in the morning", I said, stressing the word 'bottom', which made the cop smile and Damion blush.
"Get up to bed young man, in the morning you're getting s spanking", I announced and as Damion blushed and scowled I turned him towards the stairs by the shoulders and gave him a very hard spank on the seat of his skin-tight black cutoffs, which got his squealing in a high pitched voice and running up the steps rubbing his adorable young can.
"Well, great sir, spank his little kulo good and soundly", the cop said and I could see from the
boy's expression as he ran up the steps that he heard the man's words and he was mortified.The next morning I was in my room when I heard Damion's door open. He had fear in his eyes as he started to walk to the bathroom probably hoping that maybe I had changed my mind since I did not wake him up to spank him. What was real cute this time was that Damion was obviously going to jerk off in the shower since he had a huge drooling hardon riding up his flat brown belly. The massive boner looked like a big chocolate rocket and it was so virile that it throbbed out of the boy's control. As the naked young stud-puppy tried to slink toward the can step-dad went into action.
"Get your ass back into your room young man, you're getting a spanking", I said and I turned the shocked and surprised boy around toward his room, sending him on his way with hard smacks to his bare brown adorable bottom.
Smack "Owww." Slap "Ahhhh." Smack "Ahhhhh." A naked boy with a huge boner was in his room. His hardon was so hard that it stood up like a steel crowbar as I whacked his tail into the room. Damion struggled to keep from going across my lap and he fell back on his bed, giving me a good idea and that was to spank the boy diaper style, the postion that boys hate the most since they are looking right up at their spanker who is looking right up his ass while he spanks his boyish buns.
Sure enough Damion looked up at me with the most shocked pathetic look as I looked up his ass crack, and what an asscrack. The crack walls were as smooth as the boy's buttcheeks but in the center was a ring of soft black curls, and I mean a real ring, and in the center of that ring was one of the tightest little boyish buttholes that I had ever seen, and being a hands on dad and granddad I have seen a lot of boyish butholes. It was obvious that nature provided that ring of curls to keep that cute little farthole nice and warm and to absorb boyish ass sweat and anything else that the boyish little pooter gave off. I spanked the boy's bottom relentlessly and as always with a diaper style spanking, I watched him first look up at me in mortified shock, then turn his face away to avoid my gaze, only to look at me with a yearning look that said 'please stop spanking my bottom', as tears rolled down his handsome boyish face.Also, as I spanked Damion's bare young bottom his asshole puckered and I saw that the walls of the cute brown puckered little orifice was as pink as the walls of my owns boys' boyish rump chutes. When I was done administering one of my patented butt burning spankings, I let Damion's legs go and he yelped when his buns hit the bed then turned into the fetal position and rubbed his sore butt as he wept like a baby boy. "You have 5 minutes to get yourself together then get your butt into the bathroom, do your business then get downstairs and clean the basement, like your mom asked you to do weeks ago", I ordered and I gave the boy a slap to the purple buns. Smack "Oww, oww, ok, sob, sob." In about a half hour a cute well disciplined boy in black boxers and rubbing his seat was on his way down the basement stairs.
DAMION'S FOURTH SPANKING
I was supposed to be away for a week but I came back late at night a day earlier.
Damion was obviously unaware that I was home as he swaggered cockily to the bathroom with a big hardon. My wife told me that the little brat was picked up for driving drunk with a few of his little brat buddies. I was going to give Damion a taste of the belt on the bare young bottom so I, in my bathrobe, took my belt, the very one that I had used many times on my own boys' tight plump asses, and headed towards the bathroom.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I smiled and looked back at my wife, as she stood in the doorway of out bedroom smiling, as we listened to Damion scream out in orgasm as he blew a huge creamy wad. I listened to Damion happily singing a Coldplay song as I snuck into the bathroom. I peeked through the curtain to see Damion smiling as he washed the crack of his adorable ass, spreading the cheeks as he scrubbed the deep crevice
and his tight little butthole. "What the fuck, hey, noooooo!" The boy knew what I had in mind as I pulled the curtain aside and he saw me holding my belt in my hand.
I turned the water off, grabbed Damion by the left shoulder and whipped his bare wet bottom till the smooth brown skin was covered with purple strap welts.
Whap Whap hap Whap "Oww, yelp, oww, stop, owww." Damion screamed out almost as loud as he did when he shot his boyish cream bomb as I whipped his wet ass long and hard.
Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap WHap WHap
"Oww, sob, sob, sob, yelp, sob, sob, sob, yelp." I tanned that adorable wet brown bottom with almost 100 licks of my belt and Damion was screaming out in mortified pain.
Practically unable to step out of the tub, he was so sore, I helped the boy out and through his tears he seemed very surprised at how tender I was as I dried him off, even expertly spreading his bottom cheeks without touching his welts and drying his bottom crack, even running the towel in and out of his little brown puckered pink walled bottom hole before putting my disciplinarian hat back on and whacking his can with the belt as he walked out of the bathroom till the boy was back on his bed weeping his tender boyish heart heart out.
That was the last spanking that I gave Damion. He is back at school now but he will eventually be back home and I will be ready for him, lovingly and firmly furnishing him with what he never had before I came along, firm loving manhandling which included beating his cute brown ass till it was sore and purple when he was naughty. Boys' bottoms, whether brown, white, copper colored or baby pink, whether bubbled, plump, billowy, or high arched and tiny, like Damion's adorable rounded brown mounds, were provided by nature for a man to soundly spank, and I was not a man who went against nature.
I was supposed to be away for a week but I came back late at night a day earlier.
Damion was obviously unaware that I was home as he swaggered cockily to the bathroom with a big hardon. My wife told me that the little brat was picked up for driving drunk with a few of his little brat buddies. I was going to give Damion a taste of the belt on the bare young bottom so I, in my bathrobe, took my belt, the very one that I had used many times on my own boys' tight plump asses, and headed towards the bathroom.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I smiled and looked back at my wife, as she stood in the doorway of out bedroom smiling, as we listened to Damion scream out in orgasm as he blew a huge creamy wad. I listened to Damion happily singing a Coldplay song as I snuck into the bathroom. I peeked through the curtain to see Damion smiling as he washed the crack of his adorable ass, spreading the cheeks as he scrubbed the deep crevice
and his tight little butthole. "What the fuck, hey, noooooo!" The boy knew what I had in mind as I pulled the curtain aside and he saw me holding my belt in my hand.I turned the water off, grabbed Damion by the left shoulder and whipped his bare wet bottom till the smooth brown skin was covered with purple strap welts.
Whap Whap hap Whap "Oww, yelp, oww, stop, owww." Damion screamed out almost as loud as he did when he shot his boyish cream bomb as I whipped his wet ass long and hard.
Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap Whap WHap WHap
"Oww, sob, sob, sob, yelp, sob, sob, sob, yelp." I tanned that adorable wet brown bottom with almost 100 licks of my belt and Damion was screaming out in mortified pain.
Practically unable to step out of the tub, he was so sore, I helped the boy out and through his tears he seemed very surprised at how tender I was as I dried him off, even expertly spreading his bottom cheeks without touching his welts and drying his bottom crack, even running the towel in and out of his little brown puckered pink walled bottom hole before putting my disciplinarian hat back on and whacking his can with the belt as he walked out of the bathroom till the boy was back on his bed weeping his tender boyish heart heart out.
That was the last spanking that I gave Damion. He is back at school now but he will eventually be back home and I will be ready for him, lovingly and firmly furnishing him with what he never had before I came along, firm loving manhandling which included beating his cute brown ass till it was sore and purple when he was naughty. Boys' bottoms, whether brown, white, copper colored or baby pink, whether bubbled, plump, billowy, or high arched and tiny, like Damion's adorable rounded brown mounds, were provided by nature for a man to soundly spank, and I was not a man who went against nature.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Thanksgiving Dinner
My dad loved Thanksgiving dinner but he always hated when his house was full of people or I should say he barely tolerated it! It seemed like every holiday our house was the gathering spot for the whole family and I knew how easy it was to get my dad mad on a day like this and I already knew he was in one of those moods but I wasn't thinking about that at the time. Like most families when we sat down to eat the grownups had there table and us kids had ours.......I was 15 now and for some reason I thought I would be sitting with all the rest of the adults! We had such a large family that there were multiple tables lined up end to end from the dining room all the way into the living room.....us kids usually had the kitchen table to our selves. When my mom told me I would be sitting in the kitchen with the rest of the kids for dinner I kind of threw a fit and I guess I was making quite a scene and before I knew it I felt my dad's hand grabbing my upper arm and pulling me into the next room! I felt my pants being pulled down and his belt hitting my bare ass! I was in shock because it happened so fast....how the hell did he grab me and get his belt off so fast I thought? (Lot's of practice I guess) I couldn't believe I was getting my ass whupped in front of the whole family! I knew all my cousins and brothers were enjoying every second of my embarrassing butt whuppin and I know they gonna dog me about this for a long time! After my dad finished tearing my ass up he told me to stay there until he told me I could come and eat! I had never been so embarrassed in my life......but everybody in the other room seemed to be talking and laughing as if nothing had happened!
Me and all my cousins were no strangers to a good whuppin so to all my aunts and uncles it wasn't no big deal. I heard the say grace and they started eating.....I stood there for fifteen minutes with my bare butt on display until I heard my dad call me and tell me to get into the kitchen and eat. I pulled my pants up and wiped the remaining tears from my eyes....I had to walk by the entire family to get to the kitchen but they didn't seem to notice me except my mom and dad who were giving me that look! When I got to the kitchen all eyes were on me and then the teasing started but within a few minutes I was talking and laughing with all my cousins and brothers just like always! Just another typical holiday at my house!Have a Happy Thanksgiving and don't eat to much....and don't make dad mad!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Shhh....Don't Tell On Me!
It never failed to happen when you were a kid......you do something dumb or stupid that you knew was gonna get your butt in trouble so you told your brother or your friends not to tell on you but somehow it gets back to Mom or Dad anyway! With your friends it was always a matter of time until everybody in the neighborhood knew what you did and would get back to your parents eventually!
Sometimes your brother knew you did something wrong and swore he would never tell but he would accidentally let something slip out in front of your Mom or Dad and then the jig was up!
The usual culprit in my house was my tattling little sister who thoroughly enjoyed seeing me get into trouble and enjoyed it even more if it ended up with dad taking the belt to my bare behind!
What ever I did wrong it usually ended up with me laying face down on my bed crying and rubbing my butt....so if there is a possibility of getting a butt whuppin for something you did....Trust No One!
Saturday, September 8, 2007
When a Good Whuppin Won't Do?
That was the name of a blog post I stumbled across the other day. At first I said to myself a good whuppin will always do but then I saw these pics and changed my mind......Not that I thought he still could of used a good whuppin but having her son stand out in public like that holding that sigh up has to be almost as bad!! Now that's a serious mom there! When the dads out of the picture it's real easy for a young boy to stray off track...but this kid is lucky to have a strong mom like her. He'll thank her one day! He should be thankful she didn't whup his behind out there and then make him hold up the sign. Either way I don't think he will ever forget it!
Original post http://blog.qusan.com/2005/08/when-good-butt-whuppin-wont-do.html
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