“But I’m going to make sure you’re okay.”With a gentle push, he urged Steven’s hips up slightly, giving him better access to the boy’s crotch. “Thank you, Mr. Gay sex His eyes scanned the backyard, landing on the clothesline. The second followed quickly, and then the third, each one more painful than the last. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a warm glow across the quiet neighbourhood. Andrew felt his anger rising, but he remained still, watching from the safety of his window. He yelped, the pain sharp and immediate. The sound of the paddle meeting flesh was like a crack of thunder in the quiet night, and Steven let out a hoarse scream, to signify his complete humiliation.Andrew set the paddle down, his hand shaking slightly from the effort. He slid his hand down, cupping Steven’s balls gently and giving them a squeeze. You’ve been stealing my underwear, my tighty whities!”Steven took a step back, the bag clutched to his chest like a guilty child caught with a cookie jar.
