Josh and Daddy 3 Tales From a Bathbrush


by Charley_gilbert <Charlie_gilbert2003@yahoo.com>

I finished shaving and wrapped the towel around my nude waist. I'd just returned home from a long night out with my friends, and taken a much needed shower to rid myself of the smells of the bar. I splashed a little after shave on, and looked at myself in the mirror. Things were going well . Living back with in the folks house really wasn't that bad. Rent was cheap and food was free.. a deal I'd be hard pressed to find elsewhere. I was a fairly good looking guy, and I had no problems with girls, and school was a piece of cake most of the time. Things were good.

I waltzed down the hall and flung open my door. I went to take off my towel and then I realized my father was sitting on my bed.

"Can I get some privacy? Geez!" I exclaimed, and quickly rearranged the towel around my hips.

"Not tonight, I'm afraid." my father said stoically. He was not in a good mood.

He was sitting on my bed in his robe, the hair from his chest protruding from the top like a forest. His bare feet stuck out the bottom, and he smelled of after shave and soap. I guess I wasn't the only one in the mood for a shower.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, in my normal _c_o_c_k_y tone.

"That. That's what I'm talking about." he spoke sternly, yet soft, "You're attitude has just gotten worse and worse over the past couple months."

"Oh?" I tested him, knowing full well he was right. I'd definitely been getting more full of myself lately, but, I honestly didn't see anything wrong with that.

"You simply need to be taken down a few notches. That's all. These will just have to become more regular. It's been 2 months since the last one." he informed me.

"These? These what? Heartfelt little chats?" I smarted off, and by the look on his face, he wasn't amused.

"God _d_a_m_n_ it kid. You really should quit while you're ahead." he growled. And in a flash he was up, and had me by the arm. He led me back over to the bed, and in a matter of seconds he'd whipped the towel off and thrown it across the room.

"Heeeeeey" I screamed, as he pulled me bareassed over his knee.

SMACK

His hand struck my hind end hard.

SMACK SMACK

He slapped both cheeks, leaving red prints on the still moist flesh

"Ooooooooow" I moaned, and wiggled across his lap.

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He proceeded to spank my naked butt like a baby. I kicked and tried to get away, but he held me tight.

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"I was referring to THESE." he said, and his hand continued to fall at a rapid pace.

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My nude buttocks were being spanked harder than he'd ever done before. My fanny bounced up and down with each new slap, and my bare toes dug into the carpet. I flailed and cried, and he spanked away. He popped my hiney as hard as he could with his big hairy hands, and it went from white to pink to red in a matter of minutes.

"Pleaaaaaaase!" I begged, "I'll be good!"

"Your attitude needs adjusting. I'm not even close to being done yet." he assured me, "This is just the warm up."

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Tears poured down my face, and I stopped fighting. I simply stared down at my daddies bare feet, and cried.

And then he stopped.

"Alright. We're almost done." he said, and helped me up.

I covered my privates with my hands, not wanting my father to see them.

"You sure are modest, at your age, my dad spanked me completely nude, and then stood me in the corner buck naked for everyone to see." he glanced down at my hands, "If you don't wise up soon, you might have to see what that's like."

I sniffled and nodded, and tears continued to fall down my cheeks. My father stood up, and left the room. Moments later he returned, and was holding something in his hand. I recognized it immediately. As a matter of a fact, I'd just got done using it.

"I'm gonna finish you off with the good ol' bath brush. I've heard it stings somethin' awful." he said, and gave the new implement a few test swings.

"Pleaaaase don't!" I whimpered, "I don't need anymore!'

He grabbed me by the shoulder and spun me around, looking at my red backside.

"You can take quite a bit more, I reckon. I'm sure you don't want to, but.. that's not really your choice anymore." he said, and then grabbed me again, forcing me over his lap.

I felt his barefoot on the back of my legs, pinning them down, and with his left hand he grabbed my wrist and pinned it to my back.

He wasted no time returning to business.

THWACK!

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" I wailed at the top of my lungs as the brush struck my already sore buttcheek.

THWACK!

"Oooooooooooooow!" I cried again, the thing stung worse than I thought possible.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"Daddddddddy! Nooo!" I gurgled, tears choking me.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

He roasted my fanny hard with the wooden brush. I tried to kick and move, but he held me still.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

He peppered up and down my crack with spanks, and then slapped the brush hard against my thighs and sit spot.

"P-p-pleaaaaaase dd-d-daaaaaaaaddy! I can't take...a-anymore." I bawled, truly acting like a spanked little boy.

He paid no attention and just continued whacking my behind.

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Soon my red butt had turned to maroon, and I couldn't scream anymore. Once again I stared at my dads bare toes, and let the tears drip down my cheeks.

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWACK!

THWACK! THWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

He ended with a hard one right in the center of my ass, and I bucked hard across his knees.

"That a boy. Let it out." he said, and rubbed the brush against my bottom.

"I-I.. promise to be good. Please!" I barely got out through my tears, "I'm sorry!"

"I know you are. But you've got to learn your lesson every so often, and spankin' your butt is the only way I can teach it to ya." my father tossed the brush aside, and rubbed my quivering cheeks with his bare hand, "I'm sure you won't be needing another one very soon though, will ya?"

"N-no daddy.." I stammered, "I won't need another spanking."

"I'm sure you will eventually, and just know I'll be here to give it to ya." and with that he pulled me up from his knee, and hugged me tight against his chest. The cotton of his robe rubbed my burning red cheeks, and I flinched ever so slightly, "Want me to rub some cream on it?"

"Yes daddy, I'd like that." I answered, and buried my face in his chest.


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