His Baby Boy (BDSM) (ManxMan) ✔️

Eighteen

It was hard, lying there, waiting and not touching myself. It felt like Hal had been in the bathroom for a hundred years. I was hard, I kept wiggling, trying to will it down but I could hear it.

The sound of water. The shower.

I was so excited. Ready.

If I sneaked a touch, if I just palmed myself for a bit. Hal wouldn't know. I slowly bring down my left hand and place it on my hard on. I let out a whimper, my teeth digging into my bottom lip to keep back the sound. I was so caught up in the feeling, that I didn't notice the shower turning off and the bathroom door being pulled open.

I did, however, stop when Hal clears his throat. My heart slammed against my chest but I don't look at him. I take my hand off my cock and place it back above my head.

I heard him walk closer to the bed but I couldn't look.

"Jesse..." Hal said, his voice stern. "Look at me."

There was no room for argument in his tone, so I turn my head. My boyfriend stood there, arms crossed with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What did I tell you?" Hal asked. He was staring at me pointedly.

"Hands above my head. No touching." I replied.

"What did you do?" Hal asked.

"I touched myself. " I said, my voice quiet.

Hal remains quiet. He walks closer to the bed and takes a seat. He looks at me and I don't look away. "You've been naughty."

"Yes sir."

"Naughty boys get punished, Jesse." Hal said, patting his thigh. I gulped, my teeth digging into my bottom lip. "I want you bent over my lap, Jesse."

I do as he said. I crawled over to him and spread myself out across his knees. I was still hard. I was going to get spanked. I was a bit said it was because I did something bad but at the same time I felt excited.

"How many do you think you deserve, Jesse?"

"Two?"

Hal stayed quiet for a bit. I couldn't see him so I didn't know what exactly he looked like. I hope I made him smile.

"I'm going to give you ten, darling. And you're going to count each one." Hal said and I nod.

"Words."

"Yes sir."

I held my breath, anticipating, waiting. I didn't know when he was going to sm-

Oh.

The first slap comes down on my ass. The sharp sting going through my body. The mixture of pleasure and pain making my gasp out loud. The breath I was holding bursting out of me.

"One."

I waited. It's quiet. I was expecting Hal to slap me on the same spot. But the next time I feel his hand is on my right ass cheek. Swift and sharp. Oh god. Oh god.

"Two."

It goes on. Each slap pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Hal alternated between my asscheek, right, left left, right. Each slap felt better than the last. I felt my tears rush forward, my body shaking.

Hal placed me back on the bed and I part my legs. The lights looked dimmer somehow. I wanted more. I pulled Hal down, nudging my nose against his.

"I want to come." I said, my voice coming out soft and quiet.

"I'm not going to touch your cock, darling. Take what you will from me." Hal replied before closing the distance between our lips.

The kiss was hard and bruising. It felt like Hal was taking and taking. His tongue dancing with mine, his hands sliding down my thighs. I lift my hips up, pushing my hands into his hair and tilting my head as the kiss deepens.