Ouch! How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Assume the Position
By Jere Haken
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When Sean tests Jack's patience one too many times, he finally finds himself on the receiving end of the type of discipline the older man has been threatening him with for months: a good spanking.
Warning: This 5800 word erotic short story focuses on the spanking aspect of a budding D/s relationship between two gay adult men. It features one impulsive eighteen-year-old, one dominant older man, plenty of M/m spanking action, and just a hint of heartbreak. You won't find any sex in this story, but you will find hand spanking, mouth soaping, one hard wooden hairbrush, a supple leather belt, and one very deserving bare bottom. To be enjoyed by adults only!
Jere Haken
Jere Haken is a lifelong spanking enthusiast who enjoys stories about bright red bottoms on men and women alike. If the word "spanking" gives you that special tingle, you'll definitely want to check out stories by this author!
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Ouch! How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Assume the Position - Jere Haken
Ouch!
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How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Assume the Position
Jere Haken
Copyright 2012 Jere Haken
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I didn't do it, but did that matter to Jack? Hell no.
He was about to beat my ass for it anyway. And I was gonna let him. What choice did I have? I'm an adult, but I live in his house. He puts the food on the table. He pays the bills. I just live here.
He'd been threatening to take me in hand
for a long time, and now he was gonna do it. He was finally gonna pull rank.
What would it be? A belt? A paddle? God, did he own a paddle? It would be just like him to own a paddle.
I began to sweat.
This was all Chris's fault. The next time I saw him, I was going to kick his ass.
Waiting had been so much worse than I'd thought it would be. When he'd told me to go to my room, that he would see to
me in a few minutes, I'd been sort of relieved. At least there was a break. At least he didn't light into me right away. At least he didn't march me out to the back yard and make me cut my own switch.
Yet.
When I heard Jack's footsteps on the stairs, I considered locking the door, but I didn't. I knew it would only delay the inevitable, and in the meantime make him angrier. Besides, he'd probably take my door off the hinges. And then never put it back on.
When my door swung open, I stood. I put my hands behind my back. I hoped I