None of this had worked out the way I had wanted it to. Dad and I had an agreement that if Gavin spanked me well enough then Dad would no longer spank me. Of course I had assumed (ha-ha....no ASSUMED jokes, please! I'm really not in the mood right now).that meant that I was now too old to be spanked.
Period.....End of story.
Instead, Gavin proved so good at warming my ass up that Dad got the bright idea that Gavin (who, by the _f_u_c_k_ing way, is four years younger than me!) should be in charge of my corporal punishment from this day on. Evidently he was too good! Never mind that Gavin has never even been spanked before! He has no business being put in charge of someone else, with that kind of power! To my shock, my father agreed with that, and even further to my shock Gavin volunteered to sacrifice his virgin spanked-ass for the common good....
Which comes back around to me, and my ass!
The only satisfaction I had knew Gavin was going to be getting his. While I wished like hell that I was going to be watching the spectacle, just knowing that he was going to be smarting very soon made my heart race with excitement. Banished to the bathroom, I would only be able to hear the unpleasantness through the thin hotel wall and imagine what it all looked like!
I had been in the bathroom for just about two minutes (barely enough time to check out my own rosy cheeks), when I heard the first muffled *SMACK!* quickly followed by the first muffled *MOAN*
I pulled my pants up, and leaned right up against the door so I could hear as much as I possibly could. I was so aroused, at the mere thought of that cute little boy, naked over my father's lap, getting his bare ass spanked for the first time. I quickly forgot about what this all meant to my ass and me in the days and weeks and months to follow!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
Wow! They were pretty loud! I could just imagine what Gavin was feeling, more than likely regret for being so curious - I knew from personal "first-hand" knowledge that Dad didn't fool around.
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
Gavin's deep, plaintive howls and cries and screams quickly followed the spanks. I could hear Dad shouting at Gavin, telling him what a bad little boy he was! Oh man! I thought. This is excellent! I could just imagine that little blond angel getting it good.
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
My dick sprang right to attention. I tried to ignore it at first, but the sound of Gavin crying, Dad lecturing and the hand slapping that virgin skin was too much for me! I began to rub myself through my pants, imagining that I was in the room with the two of them!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
I could just see it now! Gavin, the bare little buck, getting his perfectly round, tight ass spanked red and hot by my father. He was crying so loud. I was sure this wasn't what he had planned for! EXCELLENT! He would have as hard a time sitting down on the drive home as I would!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
I couldn't take it anymore. I hurriedly undid my pants and pulled the front down so that my raging boner could see the light of day. I began rubbing the head ferociously as I listened to every loud smack, and every pained cry for help. This was....oohhhh....getting good!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
The discomfort and humiliation of it all! OOOH! And especially this being his first time under the big hand of Dad! OOOH YEAH! He wouldn't be able to look at me or Father in the eyes for most of the day after this! OOOOOH! I was sure he was regretting this!! OOOOH!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
OOOOH! MAN! I had never felt anything so great before! OOOH! I leaned up to the sink and got the bar of soap and began to lather it up right along side my hairless, four inch shaft! OOOOOH! OOOOH! My hand became a blur of pubescent fury. OOOOOH!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
I couldn't even remember what my first spanking felt like. OOOH! It was so long ago, and I was so young. I really wish it could have been ME giving it to that little bastard! OOOOOH!!!! Oh GOD! This was almost too much for me! OOOOH!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
The tip of my small _c_o_c_k_ was now purple, as it felt as if all the blood from my five foot, one inch body had flooded right to that very tender spot! OOOOH! YEAH! My wrist was going into overdrive, as my left hand reached under to squeeze my sack. OOOOH!
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK * SMACK
OOOOOH YEAH This was....what? Oh _s_h_i_t_!
"Matt!" About then I heard my father call out my name. For a moment I was afraid he knew what I was doing in the bathroom, but then realized (by the second time he called) how silly that was. _s_h_i_t_, what did he want?
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK *
"Yes!" I called back, pulling my pants back up, and tucking my boner away. The colors were still swirling around my head, as I attempted to center myself again.
SMACK
"Can you bring me the hairbrush from my travel case?" I heard him ask.
SMACK * SMACK *
"Sure thing, Dad!" I said with as much restrained glee as I could muster. I rummaged quickly through his travel case until I found the brush. I had to punch my crotch a couple of times to stop my dick from throbbing.
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK *
I held the brush out, looking at my reflection in the mirror - Oooooh! My naked ass has tasted this more than a few times! I swatted it quickly to my crotch, and winced from the delightful pain. "YES!" I said
SMACK * SMACK
"Is it ok if I come out of the bathroom?" I asked, tentatively, as I continued to rub myself through my slacks.
SMACK * SMACK * SMACK *
"I said come out, didn't I?" he sounded pissed. I didn't say another word, as I left the bathroom and went back into the bedroom area.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
There he was!
SMACK!
My friend! My pal! My comrade!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Stripped completely naked, and over my father's large lap, Gavin was crying and wiggling up a storm, as Dad's beefy fingers made quick, and precise contact with it's target.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
"OOOOH! OOOOOH! PLEEEEASE, MATT!" Gav cried out to me. "MAKE HIM STOOOOP!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I had no intention of making Dad stop. I walked over to them, transfixed by the sight of Dad's hand, hairy knuckles and all; covered Gavin's entire bare butt with a rapid barrage of painful slaps. This was much better than my imagination!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I only wish I could bring my did right there and start jerking off! OOOOH! But that would be inappropriate, now wouldn't it?
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Dad finally stopped, as rested his palm across Gav's entire, roasted rump. Dad didn't fool around, even when it came to spanking neighbor boys. And now he was going to use the hairbrush!
Gavin, still sniveling, brought his head up and looked at me with a bewildered, sad gaze. He had never been spanked before, much less spanked by a master. I could see right into his watery eyes and tell he was questioning his own sanity.
"How's he taking it?" I asked Dad, as I handed him the brush, still transfixed by the glorious sight of my young friend experiencing the worst moment of his life.
"Like a little baby," Dad chuckled. "I never seen a child so tender to the touch." He laughed real hard as he slapped Gavin again and again with his hand, to drive home the point.
SMACK! SMACK!!
"OOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOH!!!"
"He hasn't felt anything yet, huh, Pop?" I said, smiling ear-to-ear.
"Oh, Lord no!" Dad guffawed, hovering the brush, giving me a full view of both of Gavin's crimson red butt cheeks. "But this should toughen the little bugger up, dontcha think?"
"If that won't," I said, ever conscious of my boner pressing in my pants, "Nothing will."
"Well, you should get back to the bathroom them, son," Dad said, as he readied himself to continue beating Young Master Gavin.
"Ah....Dad?" I said, with a hoarse whisper.
"Yes, Matt." Gavin's ass was clinching and unclenching in a nervous anticipation that I was only too familiar with.
"Can I stay in here and watch the rest?" I asked. Gavin shot his neck up to look, as he started to kick his legs.
"I suppose you might as well," Dad said, as he settled the brush right on Gavin's already burning butt.
The Burning Brush! HA! Get it?
WACK!
"NOOOOO!" Gavin cried out, as the first painful blow met it's spot:
WACK! WACK!
"OOOOOWWWW!" Gavin squealed out.
WACK! WACK! WACK!
"You are such a naughty little boy, Gavin," Dad said, driving the paddle down with a blistering force.
WACK! WACK!
"OOOH!!! NOOOOOO!!!"
WACK! WACK!
"This will teach you what it's like when little boys are bad!!"
WACK! WACK! WACK!
"YEOOOOOOOOW! NO! NO! PLEEEEEASE STOOOOOOP!!!!"
WACK! WACK!
I was in heaven. This moment in time was worth the humiliating I had just been put through.
WACK!
No matter whatever happened to me in my lift, I knew I would always have this moment to remember!
WACK! WACK! WACK!
"OOOOOH! OOOOOOOOH!!!!!!"
WACK! WACK!
OOOh, MAN! This was too intense! My pecker seemed to be climbing out my pants, I was so excited!
WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!
"PLEEEEASE! MR. GREY! I-I-I-I-I'LL BE GOOOOD! OOOOOOOOH"
WACK! WACK!
"Save it, Gavin, for someone who cares," Dad said with a twinkle in his eye.
WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!
"OOOOOWWWW! MMMMMMM!!!! HOOOOOOOOO!! OOOOOH!!!"
WACK! WACK!
In fact, the more I looked at Dad, the calmer he appeared to me.
WACK! WACK!
"OOOH! YEOOOOOWWWW!" Gavin continued his hollering; he was loosing his voice.
WACK! WACK!
Dad seemed almost serene as he worked Gavin's rear end over. It seemed almost zen-like.
WACK! WACK! WACK!
"OOOOF! OOOOH!! OOOOOOH!!!"
WACK! WACK!
"You are such a bad, bad, bad little boy!" Dad continued, with his taunting.
WACK! WACK! WACK!!
Maybe spanking was how Dad relaxed....hmmmmm....
WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!
"I....OHHH....NOOOOO.....PLEEEEASSAAAHHHH....OOOOOONNNNOOOOOWWWW!!"
WACK! WACK! WACK!
Gavin had been reduced to the incoherant blubbering that is universal among all properly spanked boys.
WACK! WACK!
Dad, however, all along had an eerie calmness about him I guess I had never noticed.
WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!
Of course, it was usually me on the receiving end of that large hair brush.
WACK! WACK!
Part of me was beginning to understand my old man a little better.
WACK! WACK!
"OOOOH! HOOOOO! OOOOOOH!"
WACK! WACK! WACK!
And part of me realized what a special thing he and I had had all these years.
WACK! WACK!
I never knew it until watching him give it to Gavin.
WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK!
"OOOOOOOOH! HOO! HOO! HOOOOO!!
WACK! WACK!
And for a brief, shiney red moment, I began to wonder if it was fair to take this obvious pleasure away from Dad....
WACK! WACK!
....maybe I wasn't too big to be spanked by him after all?
WACK! WACK!
"OOOOOOH OOOOOOH! OOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOH!!!!"
WACK! WACK! WACK!
I quickly reconsidered after I saw how loudly Gav was sobbing – almost heaving in agony. No father/son bonding was worth that
WACK! WACK! WACK!
After Gavin was well paddled, Dad let him go stand in the corner. The little guy limped, and stood there, naked, red assed, and shivering. Dad left for the bathroom, as I just rested on the bed and soaked in the wonderous sight until he was allowed to put his clothes on. There wasn't a detail I wanted to miss.
All four of us left Atlantic City three hours later (Gavin, Dad, me and my boner). Nothing more was said. A lot had changed that weekend there together, and a lot more waited for us when we returned home. No matter what happened, though, I would always have that one special moment.