Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 49- Taking Lukas

Author's Note: Trigger warning for spanking. If you oppose that then PLEASE skip this chapter. You might hate Ari, but know that it is part of their dynamic. It is Ari doing what he feels is best for his boy. 

Story Recap: Lukas, an athletic, California 17 yr-old with blonde hair, blue eyes, and tight body, loves Ari, a wealthy, muscled, 25 yr-old Persian. After a fire destroys the Khorasani home, they work to rebuild and get their lives back together. Ari awakens after realizing he needs to take firmer control over his boy and stop deferring to his father for guidance.

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Seeing my boy ready and in proper position for his spanking had me nearly lose my resolve as I came out of the shower. I toweled off and studied him as he knelt on the bed. 

His pale bubble butt pointed up at me and his legs were spread to offer his hole. He knew the site of that pink treasure made me lose all reason. I shook my head and reminded myself of the long game here. 

Lukas needed a heavy hand to become a respectable and responsible man. He had disrespected his authority figure today and not done his school assignments. He hadn't even realized he'd let my father down. 

A daddy had to make the tough choices and not be swayed by a pretty face or tempting bottom.

I went over to the dresser Lukas had filled with our clothing. I pulled out an ordinary pair of grey boxer briefs then struggled to pull them up over my raging cock from seeing his pretty bottom. This wasn't erotic, it was discipline. The boy needed to learn.

I went over to a stuffed armchair near the window and sat down. I looked over at my silent boy. He turned his face from the pillow and looked at me with confusion.

"Come, boy," I said and patted my lap. He flashed his frightened eyes at me then pushed off from the bedspread. He padded over to me and started to lay across my lap in spanking position.

"No... First, we should talk," I said. 

I turned him and pulled him up to my lap. I cradled him like he needed. Lukas fit better and felt right. I hugged him and kissed his forehead.

He went silent for ten seconds then broke into tears. "Just do it. Please! I'm so sorry!"

"I want you to understand first. I'd never put a hand to my boy in anger. Daddy will never do that, but he need that you learn. Do you think I want work today? I love to be home with my princess and play game. But in life we must meet responsibilities. I work and you study. You think is not important that you do well in the high school? You think is ok to not do as my father tells you and complete your work?" I asked as I rubbed his back.

"No, daddy. I know you want me to finish and stuff. I know you care about that. You're so good to me," the boy answered. He was franticly trying to talk his way out of punishment.

"More important, when daddy or his father tell you what you must do, we shall trust that you do it! This is basic for my princess! I need know you can follow my orders. Your schooling is important. We do not tell you do work that is not important," I tried to calm my voice. 

I could feel him shake in my hold.

"I will. I promise I will. I'm almost done now! You can check it! I just have some tricky math, daddy. Please," Lukas whined. 

He sniffled back a little tear and his lower lip pouted out in a display of pink perfection.

"Good. Next time you can complete it on time without the need for a spanking. Let us finish this and then join the others for dinner. It is nearly seven," I told him.