Rodney O2


by Ted B <Eddybear@xtra.co.nz>

When Katrina and Rodney heard the sound of Rodney's fathers car in the driveway, Katrina sprang away from Rodney as though he suddenly had a deadly plague. She rushed from his room leaving the door open and went along the passage to her own room. Rodney threw himself face down on his bed, cursing his family under his breath.

A short time later Mr Welch came upstairs to go to his bedroom and seeing Rodney's room open poked his head through the door. He expected to see his middle son sitting at his desk studying diligently after the talk that they had had that morning, instead his son was laying face down on the bed naked, his buttocks covered with deep purple weals.

'Ho ho' Mr Welch went under his breath, ' that talk on the phone to Rodney's teachers had already borne fruit, it would be better to say nothing' and he went to his room to get into something more comfortable. Coming back along the passage he tapped on Rodney's door and said, "Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes Rodney."

There was no response, so he poked his head into the room again to find it empty. As he passed the upstairs toilet he heard it flushing so he called out louder, "Dinner ready in 15 Minutes."

"Thanks Dad, I'll be down shortly."

Mr Welch went downstairs. Rodney came down about three minutes before dinner was served, and wile being polite was not overly adding to the conversation flowing around the table. After dinner he excused himself and said, "I've got quite a bit of homework to do for school, so I wont be down to watch TV, I'll have a shower and go straight to bed." He left the dinning room. Lingering in the passage before going upstairs, he waited to see if his father said any thing to his two brothers. However there was only the murmur of his older brother, David's voice as he discussed a lecture he had had that day at Uni.

For the next two weeks all was well. Rodney studied hard even the subjects that didn't interest him. His teachers thinking that the caning that he had got from them both on the same day had worked, left him alone to get on with his work. Apart from a few trick questions in English and history to see if he was paying attention, Rodney suddenly found school a much nicer place. He even got his essay back with a "Well done" scrawled in red ink which was very unusual.

He hadn't forgotten that he wanted to make love to Katrina, feeling that if his father had not come home he would have got into her pants.

Several more weeks went by and nothing had changed, Rodney was still trying to get to Katrina. On this particular Wednesday when he got home he found his father's car already in the garage. Going into the house he went first to the kitchen to ask Katrina why was his father home early and finding the kitchen empty, raided the fridge for a glass of milk and after drinking that he went upstairs.

As he got upstairs he heard movements in his fathers room and a sort of moaning sound. Going to the door he saw his father nude from the waist down, apart from his socks, laying on top of Katrina. Katrina's legs and feet were locked across his father's thrusting buttocks. Rodney stood there for a brief moment and then went to his own room throwing his bag onto the floor he left the room and went outside banging the front door as he left the house. He got his bike out again and rode away.

Rodney got home just as dinner was being served. Mr. Welch looked at him and asked, "Where have you been?"

"I had to go to the library to do some special study," he hoped that his father would not notice that he had told a lie.

After dinner when the family were watching the news on TV Mr Welch went into the kitchen and came back with Katrina.. "We have something to tell you all and it is time that you know." Rodney thought that his father was looking directly at him. Mr Welch went on, " Katrina and I are getting married." There was a shocked silence.

"Congratulations," came from David after about twenty seconds of silence.

Mr Welch looked at his two younger sons. After a further pause he said gently, "I know you both still miss your mother, but life goes on and I need someone I can talk to and ............"

"Have _s_e_x_ with," said Rodney his cheeks burning with anger. Both David and Keith's mouths dropped open with surprise.

Mr Welch's face turned to stone. "You will go up to your room now. I will be up to talk to you shortly. GO," he said seeing Rodney hesitate.

Rodney got up and slammed the door of the lounge as he left the room. Going to his room he sat at his desk and started revising the work for next day, but he couldn't concentrate. After about fifteen minutes his father came to his room. He shut the door quietly.

"After this discussion you will make a decision. I wont force you one way or the other it will be your decision and then I will decide what I am going to do with you. Do you understand?"

Rodney looked at his father.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes Dad."

"Now I don't have to explain myself to you, but I will try. First of all I really miss your mother, I need someone I can talk to regarding you and Keith. David is just about old enough to fly alone, but you two still take a lot of thought and with the pressures of my job, I need assistance. Katrina has been here nearly nine months, and today was the first time that we had physical relations, we made love, not just _s_e_x_, but there was love and respect as well. Do you see what I'm getting at?"

"I think so Dad."

"Well that is a start. Now comes the first decision. You have upset Katrina and I by your outburst downstairs. What are you going to do about it

"I'll go and apologise to her and to you, Dad. I am sorry Dad."

"I'm pleased that you are now thinking properly. I will wait here while you go and apologise, and then I want you back upstairs."

Rodney went downstairs. He found Katrina in the kitchen sniffing and wiping her eyes.

"Katrina, I'm sorry I upset you and Dad, but it was such a shock."

"Rodney, I am upset, but I accept your apology. I want us to be a happy family. I know I will never replace the love you had for your Mother, but as long as you treat me with some respect, I will be happy."

"Thank you Katrina, now Dad wants me back upstairs, and I am guessing it may be a painful talk he wants." Rodney turned and left the kitchen. When he got upstairs his Father was still waiting in Rodney's bedroom. He motioned for Rodney to close the door.

"Well son?"

"I've apologised Dad. I guess the painful part comes now?"

"Rodney, I am happy that you realise that you must be punished for your outburst. You have got to think before you open your mouth and cause a scene. When I was coming upstairs I was going to give you a real thrashing, one that you would remember for a long time, however following our talk, while you still must be punished, it wont be as hard a punishment as I originally intended to give you. A few days ago I purchased a cane and I am now going to get it from my office. I want you to drop your jeans and bend over the bed while I get it."

As his father left his bedroom, Rodney undid his belt and pushed his Levis done to his ankles. He shuffled to the end of his bed and bent over resting his head on his arms. He heard his father come back into his room and shutting the door quietly behind him.

The cane tapped gently across the middle of his bottom. His father had played cricket for one of the local clubs when he was younger and now played golf. Rodney had no doubt that this caning was going to hurt.

The cane was lifted away and came rushing back with that high powered swish, followed by the crack as it landed. On the receiving end Rodney felt the cane as it landed and for a second or so there was no pain. Suddenly a line of fire errupted right across his bum. He was so taken up with the sudden stinging pain that he didn't hear the second stroke whistleing in. A second line of fire errupted a little lowere than the first. The third and the fourth landed each a little lower and then he felt his father gently rubbing his upper back.

"You took that well, I am proud of you. You can either join the family or go to bed as you like."

As his father left the room Rodney stood up gently rubbing his scorching buttocks. Only four whacks and it felt far worse than the caning he had got at school a couple of weeks earlier. He opened his wardrobe door and looking over his shoulder peeled down the back of his underpants. There were four angry red stripes across the lower half of his buttocks. Rubbing the weals gently Rodney could feel the weals raised against the white skin where the cane had not landed. He also thought that weals were quite warm. While he was rubbing gently his _c_o_c_k_ sprang to attention pushing at the front of his underpants. He looked at his watch. It was 8.15 and he wanted to watch 'The Avengers' on at 8.30. He went to the bathroom and had a quick luke warm shower and was back downstairs in his Pjs and dressing gown in time for the start of the show. His two brothers looked at him, but said nothing. They watched the show and then Katrina went to get supper ready.

"Rodney stood and said, "I'll help Katrina."

In the kitchen Katrina said if you put some of those Choc o mints on a plate while I get the coffee ready."

"I really am sorry Katrina."

"I know Rodney. Your Dad told me. However if you want to have your botty rubbed better, you will have to find your own girlfriend, ok?"

Rodney smiling at her, I guess so."

He helped her carry the tray to the lounge.

After supper wishing everyone good night he went up to his room. He set his clock an hour earlier than usual so he could get up and finish his study assignment.


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