REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 10/P. 5: I'm Home.

"Shawn, it's you! I-I'm so glad you're alive..." John folded Shawn into his chest as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Shawn pulled himself away. "John? What are you doing here?"

"No, Shawn, what are you doing here? Never mind...Just come home. We can discuss this later."

"I'd rather not."

"I'm not giving you an option here. You're coming home with me. Now." John grabbed Shawn's arm but he put up a fight.

"Fine." John then picked him up and slung him over his shoulder as Shawn beat against his back. "Leave me alone! I'm not coming with you! I belong here!"

John paused and set Shawn down to look him in the eye. "What? No you don't. You belong with me. It says so on the adoption papers."

"Why did you even bother to sign them? You don't really believe that a paper can magically make someone family, do you? Nothing can replace blood, John. Nothing. Nothing can make you really love me like a real dad can. Whatever this is won't last. I know you're already sick of me. I can tell. I'm just garbage like Chet was."

John pulled him into his arms again, this time not planning on letting go. "You listen to me, kid, and you listen good. It doesn't matter what a paper says or who you started out with. I love you more than anything else on this God d*mn planet, Shawn. Get that through your thick skull. I'm your dad now, for good, and nothing's gonna ever change that. I'm never gonna leave you like Chet did, so please don't ever leave me the way you did again. I thought you went off and killed yourself. If you did that, I don't know if I could go on."

"Let me go, John. LET ME GO." Shawn struggled with all his might, but John would not relent.

"No, Shawn, why don't you just let me in? I'm not letting you go until you do. I need to know you won't leave again."

Shawn began to use his legs to kick at John since his arms were caught in his death grip of a hug.

"Fine. You wanna beat me up? Go for it. Take me down, but I won't let you waste your life anymore...I'm gonna let go of you now, and you better let me have all you got, you hear me? Let me have it. Really give it to me. I'm serious now. I want you to. Don't hold back."

John released his grip and allowed Shawn to let out all of his pent up aggression. He flexed his abdomen to brace himself against Shawn's attacks. After what felt like 30 or so blows to his stomach, John felt like he might pass out, but before he could, Shawn fell to the ground in a heap.

He knelt down next to Shawn in the same fashion Chet had done in Shawn's dream.

After letting out all of his bitter anger, all Shawn could do was let out tears. He felt completely worn and broken down. John held Shawn up as he cried, soaking both of their shirts. "I-I love you, dad. I'm sorry I'm so screwed up."

John kissed the top of Shawn's head and smiled wide at the fact that he finally called him dad. "You are not a screw up, but if you were, you'd be my screw up. I love you too, son, always. I'll never abandon you. I'm your dad, and you're my boy. We are real, me and you. Believe it."

The two sat together in a heap until dark, where they then lost track of time camping under the stars.

~It's been a wild ride, BMW and GMW fam, but I hope you enjoyed every minute! Thank you :) Please leave comments, votes, and whatever you do...Dream, try, and just do good. Live Feeny-style <3