It had been about three weeks since I'd spanked Randy. He was still grounded and I had made him get a note signed by each teacher every day to assure that he didn't skip any classes. I had started to feel guilty for being so hard on him that when he asked me if Mark could come over after school I finally said I'd consider it. To say he had been on his best behaviour was an understatement. He was well aware that any further problems would result in another session across my lap.
Thursday night, as I was tired I decided to go to bed early. Randy cleaned up the dishes and went in to do his homework. I was sitting up in bed reading when he knocked on the door. "Can I talk with you Ron?". I beconed him to come in. He sat on the bed. "It's been three weeks since I lied to you. You punished me, gave me a spanking which I deserved and I've brought home a note every day from every teacher. I think I've learned my lesson. Id' like to ask you two favors; 1 that I no longer have to bring home the teacher notes and 2 can my punishment end." I took a long look at "my son". Was it time to end his punishment? "If I end the punishment how do I know you will not do it again?" "Dad", he said, "I'll make a deal with you. From now on if I do anything wrong then you spank me. No matter what. Just like you did three weeks ago. That taught me more than being grounded and on restruction. When I was at the group home and they spanked me I learned real quick not to do something again. Except for when they tried to make me strate, spankings were helpful for me. Even tho I'm almost 16 they still are good. I know it may sound stupid but it's true.""No Randy", I told him, "It doesn't sound stupid. If more parents spanked their sons like I spanked you then perhaps a lot more boys would stay out of trouble and be responsible for their actions. Perhaps your deal has merit." As I started to say more the phone rang. Typical teenager he leapt up saying "I'll get it" and ran to answer it. "You what" I heard him say in the other room. "And you're where"... Hold on a minute".. he came running back into my room. "Ron, err Dad it's Mark. He's calling from McKinney's dept store. He's been busted by the store detective for shop lifting. I can't believe he's that stupid. His dad is out of town til Sunday and his mom has no car. Can we go down there and see if we can help straighten this out before they call the police?"
I picked up the phone over my bed. Mark sounded very scared. I told him to say nothing and that Randy and I would be right down. I hung up the phone, dressed quickly and we went to the store. We got to McKinney's in less than 15 minutes. At the courtesy counter I asked the young clerk who was only about a year older than Randy where I would find the security officer. He directed me to the rear of the store. When we got to the office Mark seemed somewhat relieved to see us. At least we were friendly faces. The security guard spoke. "Hi Ron, How are you. Surprised to see you here." I couldn't believe it. Paul Carr. I hadn't seen him since college.
After we got the amenities out of the way he explained how he caught Mark trying to leave the store with a couple of CD's tucked into his shirt and that it was not the first time he'd stopped and questioned Mark before about it. He then looked at Randy. "And if you and your friend here hadn't left when you did last week I'd have questioned you both then", he said to Randy. Randy was speechless. I looked at him and asked if it was true that he had been in the store last week while he was supposed to be home grounded. Randy hung his head and said, "Ya dad, I'll be honest I was, but it was only once and on the way home from school" he added quickly. I spoke up then to Paul. "I can do nothing about mark but Randy is my son. He had been grounded last week and was not supposed to go anywhere. I had planned to let him off punishment this weekend but now I will not. Believe me, he will be punished and he knows what I mean." I looked squarely at Randy. He shook his head yes meaning he knew what was to happen when we got home.
Mark jumped in. "Ron, please don't let him call the cops. Whatever punishment you give Randy I know I'd deserve if I was your son. Please, help me. You can talk with my dad when he comes home Sunday and then you can both decide my punishment." I looked at Mark. What would I want his dad to do if this were Randy and I was out of town? "As the boy didn't complete his attempt at shoplifting I might be inclined to not press charges Ron, If you will see that he never does this sort of thing again" said Paul. I then asked him if I could have a word in private with both boys. He was more than obliging and left the small office.
I looked at Mark. "You are not my son. If you were you'd get the same punishment that Randy will get when we get home." He looked at his friend and said "What does he mean, Randy?" My son looked at him and said "It means I'm gonna get my ass spanked." He said it in a low voice that only the three of us could hear. Mark looked at me. "Ron, my dad hasn't laid a hand on me since I was about 11. When he finds out what happened he'll probably beat the _s_h_i_t_ out of me and throw me out. Then I'll have no place to go. If you spanked me could we not tell my dad?"
The idea of spanking Mark had never entered my mind. He was not my responsibility. Randy then said to him, "You don't know what your asking." He then briefly told Mark of the spanking he got 3 weeks ago and of the one he'd be getting later. "I don't care man, anything as long as my dad doesn't find out." With that I asked Paul to come back in the office. Mark and Randy both apologised for their stunt and assured him they'd never do it again. I told Paul I was going to handle the situation. He agreed to not press charges. I thanked him and told both boys to head for the car. "Thanks Ron" was all Mark said, as he shook my hand on his way to the car. I was sure that soon he'd regret his decision.
The boys said little on the way home. I told Mark to call his mom and tell her he'd be spending the night at our house. I then told them to go to Randy's room and I'd be in shortly. I knew how I would spank Randy but I was not sure of Mark. I gave the boys a few minutes to be alone to talk so they could realize what was about to happen. I then headed for the bedroom.
When I opened the door both boys were sitting on the bed. They both looked at me with searching eyes. While my son was scared I could see Mark was puzzled. Apparently Randy had not told him much about his spanking from a few weeks back.
"Mark" I said. It is my intention to give you the most severe bare assed spanking you could ever imagine. Your only alternative is that I call your dad." "OK" was all he said. Almost as if on cue he started to undress, and then so did Randy. Before I knew it, both boys were stripped to their underpants and sox. I decided that to humilliate Randy I'd make him tell Mark exactly how I spanked him previously. "Come on dad. please let's just get this over with, ok?" "No" I told him. "In the first place you had no business being in there at all last week as you were grounded and not having told me makes it all the worse. I had to find it out from an outsider." Mark tried to defend his actions, "Dad I was on the way home from school. We only were there a few minutes and I didn't lie to you. When you asked me if it was true I told you it was. I wouldn't lie to you. Please believe me." His voice was pleading. I then looked at Mark. "Is what Randy has said true?" "Yes sir it is, and he told me he really didn't want to go in the store. I wanted to look around. I was wrong and it was a stupid thing to do. I led Randy. You know we are lovers. Well I'm the one who got him into this." His defense of my son was admirable but it didn't change the situation. "Very well then." I decided I'd make it a punishment that Mark would never forget. By this point both boys were shivering with fear. The time had come for me to take necessary action.
"Mark, as you freely admit you led Randy into the situation you will be spanked first and more severely. Randy, Your spanking is strictly for breaking your grounding. Both of you will be put over my knee and spanked, naturelly bare assed. However, I intend in your case Mark to use the strap! If you refuse then I call your mom right now and tell her. She will I'm sure tell your dad. The choice is yours." Mark looked at me and pleaded, "Is there any way we can sorta work this out. I haven't been spanked in over 4 years and never with the belt. PPLLEase... Anything but that!"
"That's my decision Mark." No other choice. We either do it right now or you get dressed and I call your mom. Now which is it gonna be?" Mark just stood there unable to respond.
Randy then looked at Mark and said, "Look what if I get spanked first. After all you didn't drag me in the store. I went on my own." To my surprise Randy looked at me and said, "Dad we were both wrong. If your gonna use the strap on Mark then you gotta use it on me too." His words were there but he was shaking..
"Very well then" I said. You BOTH will get the strap. Without a moments hesitation I reached over and took down Randy's underpants. I then stood up, walked over to his dresser and picked up the leather belt that was laying there. I came back to the bed and sat down. As I did so I took Randy by the arm and pulled him over my lap. I spread my legs apart so his 6 1/2" _c_o_c_k_ could be between them. I closed my thies gently around his quickly stiffening _c_o_c_k_. I then looked up at Mark. "Grab Randy's legs at his ankles and spread his ass wide apart." He walked to his feet and did as directed. Randy's ass was now spread apart and raised up into position. Without a moments hesitation I brought the strap down hard squarely across his exposed ass. "YEOWWW!" He yelled and jumped so much he almost kicked Mark in the face. I instinctively reached under and grabbed his ball sac just as I'd done three weeks ago. Saying nothing I again brought the strap down on his ass. "AAAAHHHHH! He yelled. The belt came down again and again. CRACK, OWWW, Crack, OWW, Crack YOOOOOW! By the time I'd gotton to 10 wacks with the strap he was screaming and crying. I continued on despite his protesting. He was crying even more than he'd done the last time I spanked him. I continued til I reached 50 wacks. All thru the whipping his _c_o_c_k_ stayed hard but he didn't come as he had before. When I stopped the spanking Mark let his ankles go and Randy slowly closed his ass cheeks. I told him to stand up. As he did I could see drops of precum at the head of his _c_o_c_k_. He just stood there crying and rubbing his sore, reddened ass cheeks. Now it was Marks turn.
Just as I had with Randy I reached over and took down Marks underpants. To my surprise he had almost no pubic hair. That seemed odd as he was well developed and a few months older than Randy. I reached over and grabbed his _c_o_c_k_. It came to attention almost instantly. He was almost as well hung as my son but was uncut. I couldn't help but ask why he had so little pubic hair. He said he had Randy shave him about a month ago and it was just now really growing back. His shaved teenage _c_o_c_k_ looked inviting. I skinned it back and saw his pretty head. Within seconds he was rock hard and I started to jerk him off. Before he had a chance to get too aroused and horney I let go of his shaft, grabbed his arm and put him over my knee just as my son had been a few minutes before.
"Mark", I said to him, "It is my intention to give you the spanking of your life. It's just too bad that this hasn't been being done all along by your dad. Perhaps you wouldn't be in the position you're in now. Do you have anything to say before I spank you?" He turned his head towards me and simply said "no". I then began to give Mark a hand spanking. Almost instinctively his _c_o_c_k_, now rock hard just as Randy's had been, slipped between my thies. Unmercifully I spanked his 16 year old ass. Smack, SMACK, SMACK! I spanked him as hard if not harder than I had Randy three weeks ago. He started to buck like a bronk and I realized that his _c_o_c_k_ was being stimulated. He really hadn't started to cry yet. His sound was a cross between wimpering and moaning. By the time I reached 50 his ass was on fire but he still wasn't crying. The time had come for the strap.
I reached for the leather belt I had used a few minutes ago on Randy. I also told my son to grab Marks ankles and spread his cheeks just as I'd had Mark spread his. When his cheeks parted I saw absolutely no pubic hair on his ass. I looked at Randy and asked, "Is this your work. Did you shave his ass too?" "Yes dad I did. Do you like it". Love it! It made Mark look all the more hotter. I reached in and started to finger his butthole. This boy was tight. 'Randy, do you _f_u_c_k_ Mark much." "No dad, he says I'm too big and it hurts too much." With that I reached for the tube of KY and applied some to his hole. Mark just laid there peascefully (for now) over my lap. I slowly pushed my index and middle fingers into his rectum. What was once tight became comfortable. Mark started to moan. "Fell good?" I asked the boy. "OOOH YEAH." "Well then how about this" I said as I reached over for the strap. I swiftly brought the leather belt down on his ass. YEOWWWW! He yelled. I knew I now had his attention!
Randy kept Marks ankles apart wide and therefore his cheeks remained parted. I decided to use the strap on an angle so as to get betweeen the exposed ass cheeks. Marks _c_o_c_k_ was again rock hard between my legs. WHACK went the strap. He started to scream, and wiggle. He suddenly put his hand to his ass. Randy looked at me and I at him. It was he who told his lover to move his had away or the spanking would be much worse. The spanking continued for almost 15 minutes. All of a sudden Mark went into spasms. He suddenly let out a bamchee scream and I felt my pant legs get all wet. He let go of his load between my legs. When he was finished cumming I put down the strap and resumed a hand spaning. Mark was by now crying like a little boy. Had he learned his lesson? Had Randy. There was one sure way to find out.
I stopped spanking Mark and Randy and I helped him to his feet. By this point his _c_o_c_k_ had gone almost limp. I stood up from the bed between the two neud teenage boys. "Both of you, lie down on the bed asses high in the air beside eachother. NOW" I ordered. Both boys laid spread eagle on the edge of the bed. I picked up the strap and used it on both of them, first Randy then Mark, back and forth, one boy then the other. I told them to reach underneath and hold each other's _c_o_c_k_s. I might be punishing them but they might as well have SOME enjoyment! Whack on Randy's ass, WHACK on Marks, Randy, Mark, Randy, Mark, back & forth. Both boys started to cry. It wasn't long before they were in deep pain and the tears were flowing again. I dropped the belt and put a hand one each ass. They were on FIRE! As the two teenage lovers lay there crying I slowly slipped a finger up each boys' ass. Soon the crying turned to moaning. I withdrew my finger and told them both to turn over. Both were rock hard. Through tears Mark and Randy looked at each other. They embrassed, kissed and then moved into a 69 position. I watched as they sucked each other off. They took each other's boy juice.
When they had finished they both sat beside one another on the bed, at least as best they could. I looked at both of them. "Did you two learn a lesson today?" "Oh yeah" they both said. Mark then looked at me. "Your're not gonna tell my dad are you?" I looked at him and with almost a _s_h_i_t_ eating grin said to him. "NO, not this time. But if you misbehave I won't hesitate to put you over my knee again . And that goes double for you young man" I said to Randy. "Believe ME dad I've learned my lesson. I'll never break that rule again." I then left the two boys alone, naked together in the bedroom. From my room I could hear Mark say, "Wow that was a wild time. It would almost be worth it to get in trouble again just to get another spanking." Randy said, to his lover, "Yeah I know what you mean but I think Ron kinda likes spanking us. Maybe in the future we can just ask him to spank us for fun...'' I couldn't figure out how they knew.. I DID enjoy spanking them. I just couldn't wait until another chance....