By: Jenny
Sean snickered again even as the hand swatted him on the bottom. Oww!” He exclaimed and snickered again.
“You just hush, your supposed to be contemplating your sins, young man.” William stated firmly as he glared again at his wonderful if slightly impetuous companion.
“I don’t think it was a really a sin Bill.” Sean muttered as he rubbed the slight sting created by the swat. “But I am sorry, does your peepee still hurt?”
William rolled his eyes at the term. “Sean, you are a medical doctor with a list of letters behind your name that resembles alphabet soup and the best term you can come up with is peepee?”
Sean shrugged and resisted the urge to turn around; he really hated talking to the corner. “You get upset when I use some other words.”
“I do not get upset when they are properly used in the correct place, however when you tell the chairman of the appropriations committee of the hospital to suck your dick in front of everyone then yes, that is when I get upset. But in the bedroom or when we are alone I think you could find another word than peepee when referring to my anatomy.”
“Does it still hurt?” Sean asked again softly, true remorse in his voice.
“Yes, which is why you are not over my knee getting your bottom soundly spanked for that stunt, however it does not hurt as much as when you pulled the rubber off.”
“I didn’t know that I had gotten glue inside the condom.”
“What on earth possessed you to use superglue on a condom anyway.”
“The other kind wouldn’t stick to the latex.” Sean answered logically. “I honestly did not mean to hurt you.”
“I know that, and that is not why you’re going to get spanked.” William stated as he led Sean out of the corner and to the loveseat in the corner of their room. “Explain to me why you’re going to get a spanking?”
Sean sighed even as he was seated on William’s lap rather than face down over it. He knew his lover would never discipline him what he had done had been the first time or he really didn’t understand why. Though there had been times when the explanation came during the spanking rather than before it. Still he trusted William enough that if William said he was getting a spanking for being naughty, then Sean knew he HAD been naughty. “I was bad.” He stated petulantly,
and was not surprised when he got a sharp swat on his thigh for it.
“We can skip right to the main event if you are bored with the previews Sean Willem.” William stated sternly as he looked into the vivid green eyes with his blue ones.
Sean looked back almost defiantly for about a quarter of a second then dropped his eyes down in deference. “No, thank you. I will be serious.”
William kept his eyes on his lover for a few more minutes then nodded. “You know you are never bad even if you choose to do something naughty.” William reinforced, “You may answer the question now.”
Sean snuggled in closer and closed his eyes. There were times when the darkness was easier on him. “I was naughty and in spite of being told before not to play tricks on you, I did it again. I am not being spanked for you getting hurt, that was an accident, but for disobeying you and doing something that I knew was wrong just to get a laugh. And you did laugh!”
“Yes, I did, until you pulled it off!” William agreed.
“Then you screamed, just like a girl.” Sean blushed at the memory; the humor in it took a back seat to the reality that he had harmed his lover and in a very special place. “But I should not have put it on you in the first place after you told me not to before.” Sean bravely admitted to his wrongs.
“That is correct,” William agreed with that statement even though he privately disagreed with the girl statement. “I told you not to do it again and you did, the fact that I was hurt was unfortunate, but unintentional, the disobedience was deliberate.”
A soft whimper came from Sean as he was turned gently over and placed across Williams’s knees. William’s touch was gentle as he pulled down the emerald green boxers and ran his hand lovingly over the pale flesh he would soon turn down crimson. He always began with a loving touch before a spanking, to remind both of them that this was not done in anger or hate, but in love, with a definite purpose.
The spanking was both brief and cathartic, William spanked hard but not for very long, yes it was true that he had gotten hurt but that was not intentional, he was only spanking for the disobedience and nothing else. He slapped his hand on the flesh, and left a print in red behind, then again and again until the handprints melded into a solid mass of pink and then into red. He held his lover tightly to keep his target where he needed it to be. Early in their relationship he had not held tightly and a swat landed too high on Sean’s back, it was unintentional but it reinforced the need to keep a firm hold on his often-energetic partner.
Once the entire area was crimson from the top of the crack to a hands breath down the thighs, and William heard the change in the sobs from physical pain to true remorse, he stopped and rested a hand on Sean’s back. William gently caressed the flesh as his love sobbed out his remorse. It was important to take the Sean to this point when someone had been hurt to get out the self-recriminations so Sean would not punish himself over and over for it.
Then William spoke the words, ones that he needed to say because Sean needed to hear them. “You are forgiven my love.”
*****
Whatever possessed you to do that?” William asked as he caressed the soft red hair of the still sniffling remorseful man as they lay on the bed, or rather William lay on the bed and Sean lay on William.
“I thought it would be funny.” Sean hiccupped as he answered. “It was funny too, until I pulled it off.”
William chuckled inwardly. “If you ever do anything like that again Sean Willem, I will get down the paddle.”
Sean blushed deeply and paled at the same time, quite an amazing feet considering. “I promise.”
William went back to stroking the red hair and snorted at the memory. He had awoken to a hot mouth on his penis that sucked him to erection and then some, it made his eyes roll back in his head and his toes curl. Then just before he was about to cum, the mouth disappeared and something colder and strange was snapped on his penis. He looked up and what he saw was not conducive to his aroused state. “Sean! That is NOT funny! Get it off me!” He growled at his grinning lover. “NOW!” The last word was not yelled but the tone was very sharp.
Sean had done as he was told, and with one yank pulled the changed condom right off his lover’s penis. The scream could be heard down the block. Twenty minutes later when he could breath again and the pain in his penis was down to a dull ache, he placed his lover in the corner to contemplate his sins.
Sean also thought about what happened, it was a shame he had not thought to let the glue fully dry before he tried the trick. But it was such a great idea. Not so great of course since William got hurt, but before that it was funny. Take one condom and add feathers, a beak, some wiggly eyes and red felt for the comb, and you have a ‘chicken head’ penis.
“You have to admit William.” Sean smiled into his best friend’s chest. “For a moment there, you had one Fowl Cock.”
Fin
