Dad was always riding me for this or that and every so often I knew my bare ass would get the belt. It’s just the way things worked and this time didn’t seem any different.
What I didn’t know was how much be’d been drinking that night. When I answered his bellowed call for me to come to his room he had pants on but he was shirtless.
"Get in here fucker, you’re in deep shit now."
I undid my pants and assumed the position with my hands on the dresser. He got up and took off his belt. His pants almost immediately fell down because he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I could see him step out of them and approach me in the mirror.
I’d learned to take these occasional beatings, but he was putting a little extra into it this time.
After the second one I started to whimper. I couldn’t help it.
"Can’t handle it huh boy."
He put his hand on my sore ass and slowly slid the tip of his finger toward my hole. Without much hesitation he pushed his finger inside me.
"You like that, don’tcha boy."
He started to remove the rest of my clothes and soon I was naked just like him. It wasn’t long before I could feel his body pressed against mine. I desperately wanted him to put his cock in me. And he did. He wrapped his arms around me after I’d taken his entire length. At some point it stopped being a punishment and just became sex. We ended up on the floor with me facing him, watching his face as he fucked me.
He kissed me while he released his load deep inside me. After a pause he pulled out of me. Neither of us had understood what had just happened. I just gathered my clothes and left his room, leaving him to sit on his bed with a bewildered look on his face.