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‘Well, no, but-’

‘But nothing,’ I interject. ‘Let’s not waste any more time. There’s no sign of the rest of the crew, so we’ll do it right here.’

‘B-b-b-but what if they come back?’ Xander says, putting up a half-hearted resistance.

‘Well they’ll see what happens to sleepy boys who care more about tanning than pleasing their Daddy,’ I say, unbuttoning Xander’s denim shorts and yanking them down to his ankles. ‘Cute jockstrap. We’ll keep that on this time.’

The sight of Xander wearing nothing but a pastel pink jockstrap that both emphasizes the size of his manhood and also gives me a perfectly present pair of ass cheeks to spank is justtoogood.

‘I thought you were going to spank me, Daddy?’ Xander says, noticing the look of lust in my eyes and unable to resist a little sass.

‘And spank you I will!’ I roar, taking Xander by his hand and bending him over a pile of sandbags. ‘Now tell me, how many minutes were you lying there for? And be honest.’

I can see Xander working through his options.

Is he going to underestimate the number in the hope for less spanks, or will he try to curry favor and admit that however long it was, it was too long.

‘I think… about twenty minutes,’ Xander says, biting his lip in nervous anticipation. ‘And that’s going to mean twenty spanks, isn’t it, Daddy?’

‘Good boy, you’re learning fast,’ I say. ‘Now hold on to the sandbags and present that big, strong booty for me.’

I take a step back and admire the perfect spheres of Xander’s ass cheeks as they protrude out of his jockstrap.

The boy may have been slacking and working on his tan, but he’s about to see that I can turn his cheeks another color with the strength of my hand.

‘Awwwww!’ Xander says, his left cheek wobbling as I land my first shot, hard and true. ‘Awwwwweeee!’

‘That’s it, boy,’ I say, a wicked smile on my face. ‘Only another eighteen to go. And with each one, I want you to think about whether you want to slack off again on my clock.’

As I progress through the spanking, Xander continues to squeal and whimper as I give him my best shots. About halfwaythrough, his cheeks are turning a wonderful red color – but it doesn’t even cross my mind to stop.

The boy must learn his lesson.

Life with me as a Daddy will be full of wholesome activities, sexy fun, but also a real structure built on discipline too – and there will be no exceptions to that.

‘Nineteen… and… twenty!’ I bellow, bringing the final two spanks down on Xander’s flaming-hot bottom. ‘Good boy. Now come here for a cuddle with your Daddy.’

Xander wastes no time in letting go of his grip on the sandbags and running into my arms.

‘I’m sorry for slacking,’ Xander says, his voice full of real remorse. ‘I kinda thought I could get away with it because everyone was off site, and I was a bit tired from the night before. I didn’t mean to be bad.’

‘I know you didn’t, you’re a good boy,’ I reply. ‘But a big part of being successful is working through the moments when you’re tired. There will always be time for rest and recuperation afterward. Speaking of which, let me get some cooling gel on this delicious tushy of yours.’

Xander coos quietly as I massage the cooling gel into his buttocks.

The boy knows he was out of line for sunbathing instead of sledgehammering – and he won’t be making the same mistake again.

I’ve got a lot to learn about being a fulltime Daddy too.

And I can’t help but think both Xander and I would become our best selves if we actually lived together on a permanent basis.

The only question is whether Xander feels the same too – or whether he thinks it might be just too soon?

Chapter 17

Xander

It’s been a busy day so far.

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