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Tuesday, July 5, 2022
Strict stepdads
A large, masculine man with a stern disciplinarian mindset, Aden’s stepdad seemed to love inflicting a bare spanking on the shy 18 year old lad, lecturing him as he stood there humiliated
You wanted to shave? You can show it off!
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Life was changing quickly for poor Aden. Since his biological father left the picture for a few years now, Aden had been getting away with just about everything. His new stepdad had some old-fashioned ideas about discipline and was delighted when today Aden’s mom finally agreed that disciplining a teenage boy — even an 18-year-old one — was a father’s job, or in this case, a stepfather’s job.
No one had seen Aden fully naked in years. Even in the locker room, he was the kind of guy who wrapped himself in a towel while changing his underwear or into a swimsuit. He didn’t change clothes in front of his new younger stepbrother even though they now shared a room. No one had spanked him since bio-Dad back when Aden was 14, and even that had been over his underpants.
He’d started shaving his armpits for his girlfriend Emma, who said she liked a boy who’s smooth. He hoped she might finally give him a blowjob soon, which was why he’d seriously trimmed his pubes, too. But she hadn’t seen him down there yet.
No one knew he’d done that . . . until today. Stepdad had caught Aden drinking with some buddies, one of whom had been driving the rest of the group of teenage boys. Drinking AND driving. Mom didn’t know what to do, but Stepdad did, and she finally gave her new husband full authority.
“Your mother and I have had enough, Aden. This time you’re getting a REAL punishment!”
Aden rolled his eyes. Whatever.
“Get those clothes off.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Strip. Everything. Now.”
Aden froze like a deer in the headlights. This couldn’t be happening. But his new stepdad was a big and intimidating man. Aden didn’t have the courage to defy him. Not to his face, anyway. It still took some more prodding to get him moving.
“Aden, if you aren’t completely naked in 60 seconds, I will double your punishment. Now STRIP!”
That got him moving. Mom and stepdad both watched intently as Aden ripped off his shirt and shoved down his shorts and boxer briefs. He blushed as he stood up, both hands covering his crotch.
“Stand up straight. Look me in the eye. Hands on your head!” Stepdad barked. Aden’s head and shoulders turned bright red as he complied.
Stepdad couldn’t understand why the 18-year-old was so embarrassed. Aden had a strong healthy body, and his masculine equipment was slightly above average in size. Then the man noticed something.
“Do you shave your armpits . . . like a woman? And . . . what’s going on down there?” the man asked, motioning to Aden’s crotch. “Did you join the swim team?!?”
If it had been possible, Aden’s face would have turned even more red.
Aden was stammering, trying to formulate some plausible explanation for his smooth pits and groin. “All the guys do it,” might have worked to explain his pubes . . .
He still hadn’t managed a response when things go worse. Much worse. All the commotion had attracted the attention of Aden’s siblings. Suddenly younger sister — age 16 — younger stepsister — age 15 — and super-annoying younger stepbrother — age 14 — burst into the room.
“What’s going on? Why is Aden naked?” asked the girls. Their eyes were scanning every inch of his frame, especially the parts they’d never seen before.
Stepbrother — who was intimately familiar with paternal punishments — smirked and looked Aden in the eye. “What did you do, bro?” He knew what it was like to be stripped and whipped, but he’d never done something bad enough for Dad to punish him like this out here in the living room.
Aden was mortified. The girls started slowly circling him while he stood there fully exposed.
“Answer your brother, Aden” ordered Stepdad. “I want this to be a lesson to him and your sisters, too.”
Aden wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole. He felt so humiliated, he could barely think straight. He didn’t know where to focus. He could hear his sister behind him whisper to his stepsister, “I didn’t know he had a mole on his left cheek.” Stepsister giggled. Stepbrother circled around to get a look.
“Aden!” his Mom shouted, getting his attention. “Tell your sisters and brother why you’re being punished. And kids, come over here so Aden can face all of us at once.”
Aden finally got his emotions under enough control to think straight. “I was drinking, and riding with a drunk driver.”
The kids gasped. Mom and Stepdad started to look more determined.
Then stepsister pointed and exclaimed, “Look, his thingie got smaller, like it’s afraid and wants to hide from us!”
It was all too much. Aden felt the tears coming on.
“He’s probably just cold,” snickered younger stepbrother. The girls giggled. Even the corners of Mom’s mouth twitched upward at that one. This was a young man’s body displayed before here, and yet there was still something boyish and “cute” there, too. And something very naughty that needed to be punished.
Stepdad wasn’t particularly interested in Aden’s now slightly shriveled penis and scrotum, but the shaved armpits and pubic hair was still bothering him.
“Aden, you didn’t answer me before. Did you join the swim team?”
“No, sir.”
“Then . . . “ he stepped up to the naked teenager and brushed the back of his hand across the youth’s smooth armpit. “What’s this about?” And then he lightly touched the smooth skin and the tightly trimmed bristly hair at the base of the young man’s penis. “Or this?”
Aden couldn’t believe Stepdad had just touched him there. Neither could his siblings. The girls looked both shocked and titillated. Stepbrother was trying not to laugh out loud.
“Please, sir. Please. Could you please punish me in my room?”
Stepbrother couldn’t believe it. Aden was BEGGING. This was awesome beyond words.
“No, young man, we will not take this upstairs. You wanted to shave it, you can display it!”
Aden felt the first tear trickle down his cheek.
“Are you crying, young man?” Stepdad couldn’t believe what a pussy Aden was. Embarrassed to show his body. Shaving like a girl. Now crying. The man resolved then and there to toughen the boy up. “I’ll give you something to cry about.”
He unclasped his belt buckle and pulled the leather out of his jeans’ belt loops.
Aden’s eyes went wide as he watched his strict stepfather fold over the belt and snap it loudly. Aden’s annoying twerp of a stepbrother had warned him that Stepdad believed in the belt, but Aden had thought the kid was lying, trying to scare him. Now he really was scared. Bio-dad had spanked Aden when he was a kid, of course, but he’d never whipped the boy with a belt.
Stepdad was pleased to see the fear in the eighteen-year-old’s eyes. The boy ought to be afraid. Stepdad intended to whip that bare ass good and hard. Grabbing Aden’s upper arm, he steered him over to the credenza and shelves. “Hands on the shelf, feet shoulder width apart, and stick that butt out!”
Starting to tremble, Aden did as he was told.
The whole family took a moment to admire Aden’s physique from behind. Lean and strong like a man, but still smooth like a youth. His round bottom jutted out just right, as if begging to be spanked.
“Boys’ bottoms are just made for spanking, aren’t they!” exclaimed Stepsister.
“Oh yes,” agreed Aden’s biological sister. “Especially Aden’s. Although it’s bigger and rounder now than when our Bio-Dad used to spank him.”
“Hush, girls,” said Mom.
Stepdad reasserted his control. “Alright boy, you’re getting twice your age for drinking. That’s 36. And every lick will be good and hard.”
The others didn’t know what to expect, but little stepbrother knew how his father wielded that belt. Each swing was like Novak Djokovich hitting a forehand smash. The sting, the burn, the throbbing pain, and the long-lasting after effects. Last time he’d only earned his age in licks — 14 — and he’d been sore for a few days. But at least his punishments had always been in the privacy of his bedroom, a bedroom he now shared with his new older stepbrother, Aden. Unlike their sisters, the boys didn’t really get along. The 14-year-old was relishing Aden’s punishment. How he wanted to see his older “brother” taken down a few pegs. But 36 strokes! That’s a lot. Could Aden even take it? And does Aden know all the rules for taking a whipping?
“Dad,” the boy piped up, nit entirely sure if he was motivated by compassion or just wanting to make sure Dad didn’t go soft and leave out the most painful, humiliating part. “He doesn’t know about staying in position.”
“You’re right, son,” Stepdad acknowledged. He hadn’t been sure about whether to insist on this one rule in front of the girls, but now the strict man realized he would have to. It wouldn’t be fair to the younger boy if he didn’t. “Aden, I expect you to stay in position no matter how much it hurts. You keep those hands on the shelf, that bit sticking out, and those feet firmly planted. In fact, let’s get those feet a little further apart and those legs spread more.” Stepdad slapped the inside of Aden’s thighs with the belt to guide him. “After you’ve taken your punishment, you will stay in position for any extras for moving out of position — or for cussing. Those licks will be extra-special, because they’ll be nice and low, across the backs of your thighs. And if the belt happens to catch a little something dangling in between…” he gently tapped the back of Aden’s exposed testicles.
The girls gasped. Younger stepbrother felt guilty and excited all at the same time.
Aden stiffened at the intimate touch. He hadn’t realized just how exposed he was until that moment.
Stepdad hardened his heart.
Aden’s behavior had been atrocious. He deserved this. He needed to be set straight. And now, finally, he was going to get it!
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Life was changing quickly for poor Aden. Since his biological father left the picture for a few years now, Aden had been getting away with just about everything. His new stepdad had some old-fashioned ideas about discipline and was delighted when today Aden’s mom finally agreed that disciplining a teenage boy — even an 18-year-old one — was a father’s job, or in this case, a stepfather’s job.
No one had seen Aden fully naked in years. Even in the locker room, he was the kind of guy who wrapped himself in a towel while changing his underwear or into a swimsuit. He didn’t change clothes in front of his new younger stepbrother even though they now shared a room. No one had spanked him since bio-Dad back when Aden was 14, and even that had been over his underpants.
He’d started shaving his armpits for his girlfriend Emma, who said she liked a boy who’s smooth. He hoped she might finally give him a blowjob soon, which was why he’d seriously trimmed his pubes, too. But she hadn’t seen him down there yet.
No one knew he’d done that . . . until today. Stepdad had caught Aden drinking with some buddies, one of whom had been driving the rest of the group of teenage boys. Drinking AND driving. Mom didn’t know what to do, but Stepdad did, and she finally gave her new husband full authority.
“Your mother and I have had enough, Aden. This time you’re getting a REAL punishment!”
Aden rolled his eyes. Whatever.
“Get those clothes off.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Strip. Everything. Now.”
Aden froze like a deer in the headlights. This couldn’t be happening. But his new stepdad was a big and intimidating man. Aden didn’t have the courage to defy him. Not to his face, anyway. It still took some more prodding to get him moving.
“Aden, if you aren’t completely naked in 60 seconds, I will double your punishment. Now STRIP!”
That got him moving. Mom and stepdad both watched intently as Aden ripped off his shirt and shoved down his shorts and boxer briefs. He blushed as he stood up, both hands covering his crotch.
“Stand up straight. Look me in the eye. Hands on your head!” Stepdad barked. Aden’s head and shoulders turned bright red as he complied.
Stepdad couldn’t understand why the 18-year-old was so embarrassed. Aden had a strong healthy body, and his masculine equipment was slightly above average in size. Then the man noticed something.
“Do you shave your armpits . . . like a woman? And . . . what’s going on down there?” the man asked, motioning to Aden’s crotch. “Did you join the swim team?!?”
If it had been possible, Aden’s face would have turned even more red.
Aden was stammering, trying to formulate some plausible explanation for his smooth pits and groin. “All the guys do it,” might have worked to explain his pubes . . .
He still hadn’t managed a response when things go worse. Much worse. All the commotion had attracted the attention of Aden’s siblings. Suddenly younger sister — age 16 — younger stepsister — age 15 — and super-annoying younger stepbrother — age 14 — burst into the room.
“What’s going on? Why is Aden naked?” asked the girls. Their eyes were scanning every inch of his frame, especially the parts they’d never seen before.
Stepbrother — who was intimately familiar with paternal punishments — smirked and looked Aden in the eye. “What did you do, bro?” He knew what it was like to be stripped and whipped, but he’d never done something bad enough for Dad to punish him like this out here in the living room.
Aden was mortified. The girls started slowly circling him while he stood there fully exposed.
“Answer your brother, Aden” ordered Stepdad. “I want this to be a lesson to him and your sisters, too.”
Aden wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole. He felt so humiliated, he could barely think straight. He didn’t know where to focus. He could hear his sister behind him whisper to his stepsister, “I didn’t know he had a mole on his left cheek.” Stepsister giggled. Stepbrother circled around to get a look.
“Aden!” his Mom shouted, getting his attention. “Tell your sisters and brother why you’re being punished. And kids, come over here so Aden can face all of us at once.”
Aden finally got his emotions under enough control to think straight. “I was drinking, and riding with a drunk driver.”
The kids gasped. Mom and Stepdad started to look more determined.
Then stepsister pointed and exclaimed, “Look, his thingie got smaller, like it’s afraid and wants to hide from us!”
It was all too much. Aden felt the tears coming on.
“He’s probably just cold,” snickered younger stepbrother. The girls giggled. Even the corners of Mom’s mouth twitched upward at that one. This was a young man’s body displayed before here, and yet there was still something boyish and “cute” there, too. And something very naughty that needed to be punished.
Stepdad wasn’t particularly interested in Aden’s now slightly shriveled penis and scrotum, but the shaved armpits and pubic hair was still bothering him.
“Aden, you didn’t answer me before. Did you join the swim team?”
“No, sir.”
“Then . . . “ he stepped up to the naked teenager and brushed the back of his hand across the youth’s smooth armpit. “What’s this about?” And then he lightly touched the smooth skin and the tightly trimmed bristly hair at the base of the young man’s penis. “Or this?”
Aden couldn’t believe Stepdad had just touched him there. Neither could his siblings. The girls looked both shocked and titillated. Stepbrother was trying not to laugh out loud.
“Please, sir. Please. Could you please punish me in my room?”
Stepbrother couldn’t believe it. Aden was BEGGING. This was awesome beyond words.
“No, young man, we will not take this upstairs. You wanted to shave it, you can display it!”
Aden felt the first tear trickle down his cheek.
“Are you crying, young man?” Stepdad couldn’t believe what a pussy Aden was. Embarrassed to show his body. Shaving like a girl. Now crying. The man resolved then and there to toughen the boy up. “I’ll give you something to cry about.”
He unclasped his belt buckle and pulled the leather out of his jeans’ belt loops.
Aden’s eyes went wide as he watched his strict stepfather fold over the belt and snap it loudly. Aden’s annoying twerp of a stepbrother had warned him that Stepdad believed in the belt, but Aden had thought the kid was lying, trying to scare him. Now he really was scared. Bio-dad had spanked Aden when he was a kid, of course, but he’d never whipped the boy with a belt.
Stepdad was pleased to see the fear in the eighteen-year-old’s eyes. The boy ought to be afraid. Stepdad intended to whip that bare ass good and hard. Grabbing Aden’s upper arm, he steered him over to the credenza and shelves. “Hands on the shelf, feet shoulder width apart, and stick that butt out!”
Starting to tremble, Aden did as he was told.
The whole family took a moment to admire Aden’s physique from behind. Lean and strong like a man, but still smooth like a youth. His round bottom jutted out just right, as if begging to be spanked.
“Boys’ bottoms are just made for spanking, aren’t they!” exclaimed Stepsister.
“Oh yes,” agreed Aden’s biological sister. “Especially Aden’s. Although it’s bigger and rounder now than when our Bio-Dad used to spank him.”
“Hush, girls,” said Mom.
Stepdad reasserted his control. “Alright boy, you’re getting twice your age for drinking. That’s 36. And every lick will be good and hard.”
That didn’t sound so good to Aden.
The others didn’t know what to expect, but little stepbrother knew how his father wielded that belt. Each swing was like Novak Djokovich hitting a forehand smash. The sting, the burn, the throbbing pain, and the long-lasting after effects. Last time he’d only earned his age in licks — 14 — and he’d been sore for a few days. But at least his punishments had always been in the privacy of his bedroom, a bedroom he now shared with his new older stepbrother, Aden. Unlike their sisters, the boys didn’t really get along. The 14-year-old was relishing Aden’s punishment. How he wanted to see his older “brother” taken down a few pegs. But 36 strokes! That’s a lot. Could Aden even take it? And does Aden know all the rules for taking a whipping?
“Dad,” the boy piped up, nit entirely sure if he was motivated by compassion or just wanting to make sure Dad didn’t go soft and leave out the most painful, humiliating part. “He doesn’t know about staying in position.”
“You’re right, son,” Stepdad acknowledged. He hadn’t been sure about whether to insist on this one rule in front of the girls, but now the strict man realized he would have to. It wouldn’t be fair to the younger boy if he didn’t. “Aden, I expect you to stay in position no matter how much it hurts. You keep those hands on the shelf, that bit sticking out, and those feet firmly planted. In fact, let’s get those feet a little further apart and those legs spread more.” Stepdad slapped the inside of Aden’s thighs with the belt to guide him. “After you’ve taken your punishment, you will stay in position for any extras for moving out of position — or for cussing. Those licks will be extra-special, because they’ll be nice and low, across the backs of your thighs. And if the belt happens to catch a little something dangling in between…” he gently tapped the back of Aden’s exposed testicles.
The girls gasped. Younger stepbrother felt guilty and excited all at the same time.
Aden stiffened at the intimate touch. He hadn’t realized just how exposed he was until that moment.
Stepdad hardened his heart.
Aden’s behavior had been atrocious. He deserved this. He needed to be set straight. And now, finally, he was going to get it!
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