I couldn't believe how well things were going. Finally, perhaps in spite of myself Randy was really getting his act together. His grades had gone from "d"s and failing to mostly "B's". He had a part time job after school and on weekends and was a really happy young man. His only dissappointment was that he and Mark were not together anymore. Mark's dad had landed a very lucrative job in Albany and he and the family had moved away. For several weeks Randy was mopey. He cried a lot and I comforted him as best I could. I knew the relationship was close and I too had lost a lover a while ago. Slowly my "son" came out of it. He seemed to again become a happy-go-lucky 16 year old. He used part of his money to buy a membership at the "Y" and he started working out. It was great to watch him fill out into manhood.
Randy and I had become real close, almost TOO close. He at times would crawl into bed with me. While I enjoyed the companionship I didnot encourage it as I felt I still needed to maintin a "parental" distance. Sometimes he called me Ron, but mostly it was "dad". I didn't care as to me he was almost like a son. When he asked me to teach him how to drive I told him I'd gladly do it but when he got his license he would have to either get a car of his own (I told him I'd help with part of the cost) or he would have to pay the increase on my insurance to use my car. He learned to drive very quickly but then again most teens do!
He had become almost a "perfect" kid. I say almost because like most teens he sometimes had a smart mouth and an attitude. If he got to bed late he was a bear to get up for school. Only once did I have to really get on him about responsibility and I reminded him that if necessary I would spank him. For the first time he reacted negatively to this; "Ron, I'm a young man now. I try to act like an adult. Any punishment should be of an adult nature. I'm really too old for a spanking now. I hope you can understand that.." I agreed with him that by and large that was true however I still would do it if it was really necessary. He assured me it would not BE necessary ever again and that he was no longer a "kid". In most ways he was right. When he got real mouthy one day I grounded him for a week. That quieted his tounge!
He seemed to like his job at Subway. He looked foreward to the days when he was scheduled to work. It seemed to me he made a fair bit of money there but I felt it was not my place to ask him how much he was making. It was his job and his money. Sometimes he offered to help with expenses but I told him that since he was in school I could support us both, especially since I got a foster check from the state every month. Since all seemed to be going well I was surprised to get a call one evening from the Police. They were at the Subway shop investigating the disappearance of some receipts and they suspected Randy. I had to admit it crossed my mind. He did seem to have a fair amout of cash all the time.
When I got to the store there were two mean looking detectives there and the store manager, Terry Gates. Terry was about 26 yrs old. He and Randy seemed to hit it off as employer/employee. He had always talked about what a great guy Terry was and how he liked working there. I just couldn't believe Randy would steal anything.
They were all in the office when I arrived. Terry was very business- like. He told me he had it on videotape from a store camera that Randy was taking money from the register. Randy just sat there in silence. He played me the videotape and it told the whole story. There was Randy, my son, taking bills and putting them in his pocket! I asked Terry what he intended to do and if Randy was under arrest. He said he called the police as routine proceedure. I asked the cops what they intended doing and they said it depended on Terry. He then asked me if I had any objections to having Randy empty his pockets. It seems that without a parent or guardian it could be considered illegal search and seizure. I told him that whatever he wanted to do was fine with me. I looked at Randy and all he could do was look away in shame. Randy took out $35 from his pocket. After Terry had done an audit it was determined they were short just exactly $35. He did say that he had been coming up short lately between $10 and $25 every day that Randy worked. He decided that since he liked Randy he would not press charges however he would press charges if all money was not repaid to him within 2 months. The total was approx $200! Now I knew how Randy had been able to afford the CD player all of a sudden. Also Randy was fired! The officers left at this point and Terry told me I could take Randy home.
We rode home in silence. Usually I let Randy drive but this time I didnot. I was bull_s_h_i_t_ with him. When we got home I told him in a calm voice he was to be punished and for now to go to his room. As he was now 16 I felt it was not right to spank him though that was my first thought. I let him stay in his room for about an hour and then called him into the kitchen. He came in and sat at the table next to me. "I know I deserve a spanking but I'm begging you PLEASE don't do it to me. I'm too big to go over your knee again. Treat me like a man and give me some other punishment." "You haven't ACTED like a man" I told him. "Why steal. You were making good money there and Terry liked you. You could have saved up and bought the CD player in a few weeks or I could have loaned you the money and then pay me back a little each week. That's an ADULT way to do it! Only a child steals what he can't afford. As you say you think you are too old to be spanked I will let you decide what your punishment is to be. If it's harsh enough I will go along with it. If not I will decide how to punish you."
I sent him back to his room to dwell on what his punishment was to be. An hour later he came back to see me. I was fixing dinner. He suggested he sell the CD player and all his cd's to get the cash up quickly to repay the money he stole. This I agreed with. He then said he felt I should ground him for a week. This I said was too easy. I told him he would be grounded for a full month, 30 days, no phone, no friends in or out and in bed by 9pm including weekends. As he had no other suggestion for an alternate punishment he agreed. I would allow him to watch limited TV but he had to get all homework done first. He would be in the house immediately after school every day. I would call him to be sure he was home and to make sure he wasn't on the phone. Also I would have a neighbor look in on him to be sure he was alone until I would come home from work.
The first weekend was boreing for him just as I knew it would be. For a 16 year old to have to be stuck in the house all day long, even in cold weather is tuff. It's even worse on a weekend. This went on for two weeks. I knew the vacation was coming up the end of the week and he had previously expressed his desire to hang out with some friends for a few days. He didn't mention it and neither did I till the Friday night of the vacation.
I came in from work and he had dinner ready for us. This he had been doing on his own since his punishment began. After we ate he asked me if I might let him off of punishment for the vacation, let him be with his friends and then tack on another week afterwards. I said NO! He was punished and that was that. As I expected he clammed up and went to his room. Saturday morning he came to me almost sheepishly. "Dad, I repaid back all that I stole from Subway and with interest. I no longer have the CD player or the discs. You grounded me for a month and I have learned my lesson. Will you give me a break, please?" NO I told him. "It was you who said you are now too old for a spanking and wanted an alternate punishment which you got."
He sat there and shook his head. "What if you change the punishment, give me the spanking and let me go out." He clearly wanted to get this over with. "I don't think so. You made your choice. You knew there was a vacation coming up. You were the one who almost got arrested for stealing. If you had ended up in juvy hall you'd have no `alternate' punishment to choose. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time." "Well how about this then. Give me a spanking and part of the vacation. At least let me stay up later than 9pm." I told him I'd consider it and for now go to his room and study.
I let several hours pass. I wanted to see what Randy might offer next as another "alternate" punishment. As it had been almost 4 months since that last spanking I was in some ways looking for a reason to do it. On the other hand he was right. He wasn't a little boy anymore and he needed to be treated as a young man and not a kid. I knew how humiliating it was for a teenager to be over someone's knee bareassed getting spanked like a 6 yr old. It had happened to me when I was his age. I remember getting caught by my uncle Jim for taking his car and not even being old enough to get my license. Rather than tell my dad he gave me a bareassed spanking over his knee that I remember to this day. It was more humiliating than painful especially when he took my pants off me. It was the last time I got spanked but it made me grow up real fast. Uncle Jim never told my dad. It was always kept between us til the day he died. I never told anyone about it.
I decided to give Randy his choice. I went to his room door, knocked and opened it. He was lying on his bed with just his underpants on. I sat down next to him. I decided to tell him about what my uncle did to me when I was his age and why I didn't want to humilliate him in the same way. Randy looked at me. "Dad, that was you, I am me. I've thought a lot about it and I believe that maybe I need one more good spanking to make me finish growing up. I'm not asking you to change the rest of the punishment. I deserve the grounding, no phone or friends and in bed by 9p. I will always remember the boredom but I DO deserve the spanking. It was always one of your cardinal rules. I will be humilliated but in all honesty if I was you and you were me I'd do it in a minute."
Now there was a mature attittude. I told him I wanted to consider how if I would do it, where and when. Then as I left his room I turned and told him. "No. You decide how and when you are to get the spanking. When you make up your mind I will be in the living room." I walked out of his bedroom and closed the door.
About 15 minutes later Randy came in the living room and sat down in the big chair. I was comfortably lying on the overstuffed couch. He asked if he could turn down the sound and talk. I picked up the remote and turned the TV off. I really wasn't watching it.
"I believe my spanking should be done twice" he said. "Once now and again at the end of the vacation week. In that way I will never forget it and what I did to deserve it. He said that one should be done in my room, the other in his. I asked why the room change. He said as his room is sacred to him it would be a further humiliation. Both would be done bare butt and the choice of impliments should be left up to me. He had only one request. "No matter what please don't tell any of my friends about it ever." I told him I would NOT agree to that as he might someday need the humiliation of his friends knowing as a way to keep him in line. After a few minutes he agreed. He asked if the first one could be done tonight, in his room just before bedtime. I agreed we could do it then. I told him I would now allow him to watch TV if he wished.
As bedtime approached at 9 I had considered allowing him to stay up late as he loved to watch Saturday Night Live. Without hesitation as 9 pm came Randy got up and went to his room. As he did he said he would be waiting for me. He really wanted to get this over with. I waited til about 9:10 and then went to his room. His door was ajar and he was sitting on his bed. As a courtesy I knocked. Before I could open the door he jumped up and opened it. He was standing there in his underpants. I sat down on the bed and told him to sit next to me. I looked in his eyes and for the first time in 4 months there was that little boy look. He was resigned to what was about to happen. I told him to get me the large leather belt he usually wore. He got up, went to his closet and brought back the strap. He just stood there next to me. While I wanted to spank him I didn't relish the idea of humiliating him. Without taking off his underpants I told him to lie over my lap. To my surprise he took off his underpants first. I told him I had decided not to humiliate him by doing it bare assed. "Ron, You've seen me naked countless times. We've shared the shower when time was short a couple of mornings, I've slept with you. You've see my ass and _d_i_c_k_ before. I deserve this and it has to be done right." I told him to get across my lap. He was starting to get a hard on and he didn't try to hide it. To make it a different spanking I parted my legs and made him lie on an angle between my legs and against my left side. I raised my right leg to help part his cheeks. For the first time I realized he now had a pretty good patch of fir on his once smooth ass. He was becomming a man real fast. I told him this was a spanking he'd never forget. He nodded his head and said he was sure of THAT and then raised his ass up high. I caressed his ass for several minutes to try and get him to relax. I then started hand spanking him. First one cheek, then the other, then both. After about 25 slaps he started to wimper and squirm. Then I started in with the strap. He jumped almost a foot after the first contact. "YYYEEEOOWWWW". I immediately followed with another. AHHHH!. another, and another. He was starting to really yell and squirm. His rock hard _c_o_c_k_ was rubbing against the inseam of my pants and I too was hard as a rock. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK came the strap on his bare 16 yr old ass. He was really yelling. I was almost afraid the neighbors would wonder what was going on. I reached under and grabbed his _c_o_c_k_. When I did it exploded his boy juice all over my leg. My own _c_o_c_k_ let go in my pants at the same instant. I can't remember the last time I came without being touched. I dropped the strap and resumed the hand spanking. He would remember this as long as he lived. I gave him 30 as hard as I could and then I stopped. He was crying like a 6 year old again. I then pulled him up to a sitting position. Through his tears he asked my if this was just a break or if I was done spanking him. I told him I was done and if he wanted he could watch Saturday Night Live. He said he wanted to go to bed and masage his sore ass but asked if I would tape the show for him. I agreed. I told him I would think about revising his punishment in the morning but that I was considering having the second spanking be done by Terry as it was his store he had been in. He looked at me with horror. I told him I would be thinking about it and would make a decision sometime before next Saturday night....
Sunday Morning I was out of bed before Randy. As I was in the shower I heard noise outside the curtain. Randy had gotton up and was taking a leak. I looked out the corner of the shower and saw him standing there naked with a still very red ass. I asked him how he felt. He said he was ok but his ass still hurt a lot. I then invited him to join me in the shower. He stepped in under the warm water. After a moment he looked me straight in the eye. "Ron that spanking was in some ways worse that the last time" he said. "While the previous one to Mark and me was blistering it really hit home that you did it in my room." I reminded him it was his own decision to not only accept a spanking but having it done there. He then reached over and hugged me. He knew I loved him enough to discipline him when it was necessary. I told him to turn around so I could inspect his ass. It was still "warm" from my labor of love! I then took the shampoo and massaged his buns. I wanted him to know that in most ways I looked at him as an equal. After awhile, we lathered each other up and washed off we got out and dried off. Randy rarely went to church but this Sunday he went to mass with me. Maybe it was just to get out for a few hours.
After church I decided to treat us both to breakfast before having him resume his boredom as it would be a L O N G week. As I had to work all week I decided that Randy was to stay with the Coles next door. I explained to them he had been punished and as I couldn't be home all day to watch him I needed someone to look after him. As they were both unemployed and home they could watch him. I made it clear to them that he was not to be playing with other kids and was to have no outside contact. Barry Coles said h'd be happy to "babysit" Randy. When he said it in front of Randy I know it hurt him, deeply. He really felt like a little kid. I told Barry that if he misbehaved he could administer any punishment he deemed appropriate. He looked at me and said he was sure Randy would be on his best behaviour. And he was. Randy was so bored just staying with them all day that he was actually excited to see me come home.
Wednesday I decided to stop by the Subway store and chat with Terry. He asked how Randy was doing. I told him of how he was punished for the month, how he had a "babysitter" thru the vacation week and how he had agreed to the double spanking. Terry's eyes lit up. "Ron I am not a cruel guy. I really like Randy. Despite his stealing from the store he was a good worker and the customers liked him. Many still ask for him. I might even consider rehiring him IF he's learned his lesson." I then told him about the idea of him stopping by and giving Randy his second spanking as a condition to rehire him. He said he'd considered offering Randy the choice of the spanking or calling the cops but was afraid of legal trouble if he did it. I told him I thought it would be in Randy's best interest if he did spank him. He said he could be free Saturday Night and would enjoy putting Randy over his lap or perhaps spanking him in other ways. I told him anything he did to spank him would be ok with me just as long as he did no permanent damage to him. He said he would not want to really hurt him, just finish his punishment.
I didn't say anything to Randy about my stopping to see Terry. I did remind him Friday night that he had one more spanking coming to him. To my surprise he asked I might forgo it. He was still smarting from last Saturday night and he would have to be able to sit in classes when school resumed Monday. I reminded him it was HIS decision to accept the double spanking and that he knew what to expect. He then asked if I could do it that night to give his ass an extra day to heal. I told him NO! "A deal is a deal!" He would be spanked tomorrow night. He just shook his head slowly in agreement and finished his dinner in silence. As I had now allowed him to stay up to his normal midnight bedtime he helped me finish the dished and we went in and watched TV. We both went to bed, separately, about the same time.
Saturday morning I did my usual shopping routine and got in by mid afternoon. Not long afterwards Terry showed up. Randy didn't suspect a thing. I served coffee to us all and he sat down with Randy. He asked Randy if he might be interested in coming back to work. Randy looked at me and then at Terry. "Yeah when" was all he could say. Terry looked at him and asked if he'd learned his lesson. He then said to Randy that for him to rehire him there would be just one little catch. He was to give him a spanking. Randy looked at me and said, "Did you TELL him about tonight?" I looked at Randy and said "Yes". Randy looked at me and said, "Dad I really don't think I can deal with this. I agreed to the spanking from you not Terry." Terry jumped in. "Randy I had considered this when I called the police. Legally I couldn't do it but I felt it was what you needed. I have no obligation to rehire you either. If you really WANT to come back to work and have learned your lesson then you will accept it from me. If not then just forget it and remember that this will follow you when you apply for work elsewhere that you got fired for stealing from a register."
Randy looked at Terry. Trying his best to sound very adult he said "I thought you were my friend." "I AM your friend, that's why I'm willing to give you another chance but this is your way of earning it." Randy looked at me. "What do you think dad?" "Randy", I said, "It's your choice. A fellow doesn't usually get a second chance. Terry is offering you one. If I were you I'd ask about terms and details now." Randy looked at Terry. "Well, how you gonna do it? Over the knee like my dad?" Terry, with almost a sheepish grin looked at both of us, then at Randy and said "I intend to simply bend you over and give you an ass wipping you'll remember for a long time. You can scream and cry but unless Ron objects it's gonna be done on the bare butt with a switch." "What's that?" Randy asked in a quivering voice. "I'll show you." Terry then went to his car and brought in the meanest looking willow bush switch I'd ever seen. Randy started to cry. "I've been spanked, paddled and wipped with the belt but never anything like that. PLEASE, anything else." I had to agree. I told Terry he could use the belt but the switch was too extreme. I could see he was disappointed but he understood. "Perhaps you're right. I will use the belt but it will be on the bare." Randy was somewhat relieved. Terry asked if we could use the cellar. I told him as this was a large apartment complex people could easily walk in on us. We then agreed to retire to the living room.
Terry brought a straight backed chair from the kitchen and placed it in the middle of the living room floor. "STRIP" he yelled at Randy. Slowly my son did as he was told. When he got to his underwear he looked at me and said "Can't I keep these on?" I looked at Terry. "I told you young man this was to be on the bare. That means the underpants come off. If I have to take them off you this is gonna be a lot worse." At that Randy peeled down his brief and stepped out of them. He was already starting to get hard. Terry said "Hard or soft it makes no differnce to me." He stood and told Randy to lie over the chair with his legs spread apart. Without hesitation Randy did as he was told. Immediately Terry started in with the belt. After he reached 25 strokes he rubbed Randy's buns. Surprisingly he was only wimpering quietly. Perhaps he'd built up tolerance to the pain of the strap. He told Randy to stand up. As he did he revealed his rock hard _c_o_c_k_. Tears were beginning to fall down his cheeks. "Over to the coach, lie down on your back." Randy looked at Terry and said "On my BACK?" "Yes your back." I stood watching. What was he going to do? Suddenly he grapped Randy by his ankles and pulled his legs up and over his shoulders exposing Randys just spanked ass. He told him to separate his cheeks as best he could and from a pocket in his coat he pulled out a 10" dilldo. Without any lubrication he jammed it up my sons ass. Randy screamed but before the echo could die Terry started in with the belt. He whipped him to 50 strokes on both his ass and thies. Randy was screaming in pain. His cries fell on deaf ears. Terry kept saying over and over that he'd never steal anything from anyone ever again. He then laid the belt down and told Randy to stand up. As he was standing Terry grabbed the chair, sat down and pulled Randy over his lap. He ripped out the dildo from his ass and proceeded to give him a blistering hand spanking. Randy was really crying. This was a worse spanking than I would have given him. He was thoroughly spanked and I knew he'd never forget this as long as he lived. Before he knew it, it was over. Terry just simply stopped spanking him, pushed him off his lap and onto the floor and got up. Randy just laid on the floor crying and rubbing his glowing red ass. Terry matter-of-factly put the chair back in the kitchen where it was and asked me if there was anymore coffee. He and I sat and had another cup while Randy continued to cry on the living room floor.
Several minutes went by and he gingerly put his underwear back on. He walked into the kitchen and stood between us. "I promise never to get in trouble ever again. Ron, this will be the last spanking I will ever need. I've learned my lessons well. I'll be a man from today onward." Terry smiled at Randy and told him that as his punishment was ending he should stop by Monday after school as he would rehire him. Randy shook his hand and said thanks.
After Terry left I asked Randy why he didn't cum when he got the spanking. He looked at me and said he only did that for me. With that I told him to go to the bedroom and I'd be in shortly. He looked at me, smiled and said, I'm ready dad........
The End ?