Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2012 03:27:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: C R <niftydadcr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddy's Punishment Part 1 by Daddy J

Daddy's Punishment
by Daddy J

I'm sitting in the hot tub, relaxing my muscles from a hard day managing a
construction team.  I work as an architect, and today was a day overseeing the
crew.  I feel I'm pretty good looking for my age of 51.  No, I don't have a
perfectly toned, slim, or bodybuilder body.  I have a decent muscled up body
from working in the field, and I stay in decent shape doing yoga every day.
Although I must admit I still have a stomach, my body is still hot enough to
attract the young girls.  I'm a fairly hairy individual,

Ryan, my 9 year-old son, is long since asleep, so I decide to squeeze one off
here in the tub.  I grab my thick piece of man-meat and start to slowly stroke
it.  It's been at least two weeks, being a single father, and I have been so
busy on this new project that I didn't even notice how horned up I was.  My
load is going to be huge, and I really need to release it.  Shoot my load,
empty my full bladder, and go to bed.  That's my plan for the night, and it's
the most excitement I've had for a long time.  Everything is feeling more than
great, but before I can climax my man-juice, I open my eyes and notice that my
son's light is on.

"Son of a bitch," I mutter to myself.  Ryan has been doing this bit where he
gets up when he thinks I'm asleep.  He gets caught every single time, as he's
not the quietest boy in the world, but I thought I made it clear to him that
this type of behavior needed to come to an end.

I'm a bit frustrated, so I grab my robe intending to put a stop to this and
get back to business.  As I opened the door to Ryan's bedroom, my little
blonde-headed boy's blue eyes opened wide and he jumps into bed, covering
himself entirely with the blankets as if I didn't know he was just up.

"Son," I say, lovingly with a hint of anger.  "I told you you're not supposed
me to be staying up playing with your toys this late."

"But Dadd-"

"No butts," I say, cutting him off.  "I think if you're going to behave like a
toddler, you're gonna get your butt spanked like you're a toddler."

"No, Dad!"  Ryan exclaims, tears already building up in his eyes.  "I'll be
good.  See, I'm already in bed."

"No, Ryan," I reply coldly and calmly.  "You've been warned, so it's time you
get a punishment that you'll remember next time you think of misbehaving
again."

"No, Dad.  Please don't," Ryan begs.  For some reason, I feel a bit of a
twitch building up.  Better finish this business fast so I can finish
business.  I sit down on the edge of the bed, my lap waiting for my son to lay
vertically across.  "You know the drill.  Pull down the pajama bottoms, and
get across my knee."

"Please, Dad?" Ryan begs, one last time.

"Easy way or the hard way, Ryan.  Your choice."

With one hard gulp, Ryan pulls down his pajama bottoms and stretches
himself over my knee.  My son's velvet smooth, pale butt checks were
exposed and waiting for my monster of a hand to come down on him.  I don't
enjoy spanking my son, and I know how strong I am, so I hold back as I
start to bring my hand down on his bare behind.  As my first hand strikes,
Ryan begins to yell loudly and kick his legs.

"Kick and scream all you want, Ryan, but you're getting this."

I bring my hand down over and over on Ryan's small, tight butt as he kicks
and screams in protest.

The constant movement of my son's trashing about makes the tie on my robe,
which I only tied loosely in such a hurry, come undone.  All of a sudden, I
come to a sudden panic as I realize my cock has become hard again during
the commotion, and each spanking was rubbing my bare, wet cock against my
son's virgin skin.  I suddenly stop, and find my cock pressing against my
son's legs.  Ryan starts to notice it, and suddenly I take leave of my
senses and start to spank Ryan again, but this time very softly.  Ryan
looks up at me confused.

"Daddy, wha-" Ryan tries to get out.

"Shhh," was all I could get out.

"But it's so big, Daddy!" Ryan exclaimed.  "Why's it so big and hard like
that?"

I stop.  This has gone too far.  I need to get out of here now, before
something else happens.  Suddenly, I feel the soft touch of my son's
fingers wrap themselves around my thickening shaft as he explores out of
sweet, innocent curiosity.  The feel of my own son exploring the cock that
made him up and down makes me want to explode!  I know this is totally
wrong, but it just felt so good!

I stand up, exposing my hard cock to my young, 9 year old son.  The head has
already leaked pre-cum all over my son's flat, smooth stomach.  Ryan's hands
continue to explore the shaft up and down, and more pre-cum has already
started to leak out, allowing for some extra lubrication.  "You're making
Daddy feel very good, son."  I get a thought in my mind.  A very evil thought.
"How would you like to make things up to Daddy?"

"Yes Daddy!" Ryan exclaims.  "Anything!  I'll be your good boy, Daddy.
Please!  Just no more spanking!"

"Okay, son," I reply.  "But you have to do what your daddy tells you to do.
Otherwise, it's the spankings all over again.  Okay?"

Ryan suddenly seems to have forgotten the pain of his recent spanking.  I feel
his other hand move to my balls, and the thick bush surrounding my crotch.
The sight of my son exploring my body with his soft, small hands makes me want
to shoot my white cream all over his innocent face.  "What do I have to do?"
Ryan asks innocently.

"First, Daddy needs to clean you off."  Well, if I'm going to do this, I might
as well live out every fantasy I've been keeping locked away in my dirty mind.
I concentrate for a moment, as I lean back and relax my prostate.  A forceful
spray of piss thrusts out of my still erect cock, and I cover my boy with my
scent concentrating on his cute little surprised face.  The first splash gets
in his mouth, but he quickly squints his whole face tight to keep his daddy's
urine out.

"I'm marking you as mine.  No one is to ever do with you what I'm about to,
and no one is to ever know about it, okay son?"  My boy nods in agreement.

After I finish covering my son in my piss, I grip my still hard meat tightly,
and I do something I never would have thought I'd do.  Without thinking, as if
on instinct, I gently put my big hand on the back of his small head and start
to push him down toward my crotch.

"Open up, boy!" I demand.  Ryan obeys without a word, his eyes wide with
wonder and awe.  "Suck it like a lollipop."

I feel his spongy lips wrap themselves around the head of my cock.  I look at
myself in the mirror, and take in the sight of my young boy sucking slowly on
the tip of my fully erect nine-inch penis.  No way am I going to be able to
get much more in him, a curse of being so well-endowed, but I'm going to get
in as much as I can.  I reach down to the lower portion of my shaft and start
to help the process along by jacking it in sync slowly with my boy's mouth.
Ryan continues to move his mouth up and down the head of my cock and the top
portion of the shaft as he places his hands on the back of my hairy, meaty ass
for support.

"You're going to swallow my cum, Ryan." I whisper, fully certain my son
doesn't even know what cum is.  I start to feel the explosion building up, and
I start ramming it down a little faster and harder.  A few times, Ryan almost
falls backwards due to my aggressive thrusting, but he's still holding onto my
bare ass for balance.  Ryan gags loudly a couple of times, but I thrust
forward.  In fact, I dare say I even start to thrust a little deeper. My knees
start to buckle as I feel the inevitable start to buildup.

At this point, all self control is lost.  The sight of my fat cock sodomizing
the mouth of my little boy with his elastic lips stretched around is too much.
"Swallow it, boy," I growl.  Ryan looks at me confused, but still sucking on
the rod that made him.  I take my right hand and start to push Ryan's head
down even further.  He tries to pull back off of it, but I don't let him.  I
hear him start to gag, and I see his eyes begin to water, but this only
increases my lust and I push down harder.

"That's it boy.  Take your daddy's seed!"

My load start to explode in Ryan's mouth, and I notice my jizz dripping out of
his nose as well as the corners of his mouth.  I pull out, realizing that he
can't handle such a big load.  As soon as I'm out of my son's mouth, a second
shot slimes him over the right side of his confused face.  I pause for a
minute, as Ryan stares at me in disbelief and awe catching his breath.  The
site of my son covered in his dad's piss and jizz is such a beautiful sight to
see!

"Daddy?" Ryan asks, breathing hard.

I take my still erect cock and scoop up as much of the jizz off his face as I
can with it.  "You missed some," I say as I force my softening meat back in
his mouth.  "Lick it dry, boy!"  I felt his tongue and mouth clean off as much
as he could.  I pull out of him, and I quickly plant my lips on his, stuffing
my thick, wet tongue in his tiny mouth.  I pull my mouth off his and embrace
my son.  "You're such a good boy!  Such a good boy!"

Ryan hugs me back.  "I love you, Daddy" he says.

He holds me tight as I carry my conquest to my bedroom.  I close my eyes as we
lie in my bed and I whisper in his ear, "Time to go to bed, sport."

Ryan crawls on top of me, resting his head on my chest and falling asleep
instantly.  My boy's smooth, soft skin feels great resting on my furry body,
even if he's still a little wet from my piss.  I'll clean him up in the
morning, and this time I have an interesting bath game for him to play.