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Jason worked full time as a waiter and was also doing community service after a run in with the law. His community service varied but often dealt with people that needed some chores done or simple home improvements.

MR Davis was a regular on his list and was a grumpy old guy that had been a judge before he retired. Jason hated to see the name on his list. It seemed no matter what he done MR Davis was unhappy and complaining.

“Your late young man” MR Davis said as sternly as he opened the front door “I am sorry MR Davis traffic was bad” “Then you should allow more time” MR Davis replied abruptly “Yes sir” Jason said not wanting to get into an argument he would no doubt lose.

“You done a lousy job of cleaning last time you know” “Oh I am sorry MR Davis. Any part in particular?” Jason replied keeping his calm tone “The whole damn lot was terrible” “You want me to do it again?” “I want you to do it properly young man” “No problem MR Davis” Jason knew better then to let this old man get him worked up

Jason began in the living room as MR Davis appeared in the doorway “You know the problem with your generation?” “What would that be MR Davis?” “No bloody discipline. When I was your age I knew what discipline was” Jason smirked as he looked down at the vacuum cleaner and switched it on “You can smile but it is true. You would soon do a good job if you knew there would be punishment” MR Davis replied raising his voice against the din of the vacuum cleaner. “What sort of punishment would that be MR Davis?” MR Davis paused and then raised his hand pointing a finger at Jason “You think you are to old for a good spanking don’t you lad, well let me tell you, you are not” Jason pressed the off button and stood in silence looking MR Davis in the eyes “I bet you have never been punished lad” “Your right” Jason replied maintaining eye contact “What?” MR Davis barked “I have never been punished” “Well if you are late again or do a poor job I will show you what punishment is young man!” and with that MR Davis turned his back as he huffed and walked off down the hall as Jason turned the vacuum cleaner back on.

Jason thought about what MR Davis had said and was aroused by the idea of punishment. He did not understand why but he lay on his bed cock in hand rubbing as he thought of the punishments that MR Davis might choose to dish out. He had seen images and films of public schools where young men had being punished in the old days. He had found it oddly arousing as he considered the sensation.

It was two weeks later when he saw the name on his list, “MR Davis”. Jason smiled.

“Late again young man” MR Davis barked as he opened the door “Sorry sir” Jason replied desperately trying not to smile “Did you think I was kidding on your last visit?” Jason walked straight to the living room “No sir I knew you meant it and I have no excuse for being late” There was a stunned silence as MR Davis looked at him through raging eyes “Well I intend to make good on my threat” MR Davis finally said “Of course sir I expect you to be good to your word and except whatever punishment you see fit” Jason replied

There was another silence as MR Davis stared at him “You think I won’t, well it is about time you had a good thrashing young lad” MR Davis pointed at an old wooden chair “Bend over and put the palms of your hands on the chair” Jason felt a stirring in his underpants as he assumed the position requested. MR Davis’s hand landed with a whack a few times on the Jason’s arse. “This is no good, your damn jeans are hurting my hand more then your buttocks lad” MR Davis said frustrated “Undo your belt buckle and jeans lad” Jason stood up and fumbled with his belt buckle feeling his cock already semi aroused in his underpants. He let his jeans drop to his ankles exposing his white underpants, and then he bent over. “That is better lad” and with that Jason heard and felt the next strike that left a sting on his cheek. It was quickly followed by several more on alternate cheeks. Then MR Adams hand rested on his warming cheeks and he could feel the warm palm of his hand through the thin cotton. “This is what makes you a real man lad, a bit of discipline will do you the world of good” Jason felt the hand lift before striking several more times again on alternate cheeks each strike felt harder then the previous one as he felt his cock throb. Jason groaned as the next strike hit hard and then rested this time gripping his sensitive left cheek before grabbing at the elastic waist band of his underpants and pulling them back to expose his reddening arse cheeks. The front of the underpants pulled hard against his cock making it throb even more as he felt a warm hand rubbing on his now bare arse.

The hand broke contact before landing several more times each time making Jason moan as his body began to quiver. “That is better lad. This is what you needed” Jason felt the palm of MR Davis’s hand stroke over his sensitive arse cheeks and his fingers gently run down the crack of his arse. Jason shivered as a couple of fingers gently probed between his thighs gently touching the back of his balls. “I suspect a few sessions like this lad and you will be far better for it” “Yes MR Davis” Jason replied his voice quivering just like his body.

As Mr Adams left hand rubbed gently over his cheeks he felt his right hand come down with a sting on the back of his upper thigh making Jason yelp. This did not deter MR Davis who repeated the strike on the other thigh while the fingers of his left hand brushed constantly against the back of his balls.

Jason felt his cock head leaking creating a damp patch as MR Davis continued one hand striking his thighs while the fingers ever so gently touched and explored the back of his balls. With each strike Jason let out a yelp finding his thighs more sensitive then his cheeks but still his cock ached, throbbed and dripped pre cum.

Jason yelped loud as he felt a harder slap against his left thigh and with that he felt the palm of MR Adams hand cup his balls gripping ever so slightly as the tip of his fingers touched the lower shaft of his hard cock. The pleasure out weighed the pain and Jason felt his cock throb with excitement as MR Davis continued groping his balls. Jason groaned feeling the finger tips continue to brush against his pulsating cock.

“Do you think that is enough of a lesson today Jason?” MR Davis said his voice softer then Jason had ever heard “Yes sir” Jason managed to say as his body continued to shiver. MR Davis bent over to whisper in Jason’s ear as his fingers slid further up the shaft of his cock “Good boy Jason” With that Jason lost control and felt his underpants fill with his milky hot load as MR Davis’s hand remained “That’s a good boy Jason” MR Davis said now smiling as he removed his sticky fingers.

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