Good Boy Spanking Novels & Stories

The offer is tempting. "Yeah? And then do what?" I raise my eyebrows. "Then we test out the bed," he winked. Oh, he is being a bad boy. "Won't we get in trouble?" I ask, suddenly worried. "Gosh Danny. You look like a complete badass, but sometimes you can be such a goody two shoes. Take some risks sometimes," Stephan complained. He is right. I can't play it safe all the time. "Alright, show me the bed." I grinned and let him lead me upstairs.

he shrugged ” I don’t care! Now turn around.” “Nope” “Fine” Picking up a small stick I saw that was a few inches near me I got closer to him. He looked at me quizzically before I flew it towards him, with it hitting him straight in the middle of his forehead. He opened his mouth shocked and let out a pained groan and rubbed the sore spot. ” That’s what you get you perv “ “How Ironic that I am the perv now. But hey, you are so violent"

“I am up for it! Are you coming, brown eyes?” I shake my head. “No.” Lola huffs. “Why not? Come on.” I need a reason quickly. If I do, everyone will see what I have been hiding for years. I can’t have that. “Come on, brown eyes, get half naked and go swimming with us.” Ryland encourages. The perfect excuse pops into my head. “Um, I can’t. Girl things.” What is a better way to get a teenage boy to back off than to talk about periods? He holds his hands up and backs off.

Chandler didn't care for a replacement mother either, and it wasn't until Elijah came along that things got tougher. Chandler cared for his brother, but as Elijah grew, their parents favored Elijah more. He was the good son who never did anything wrong…the straight A student the family was proud of, and Chandler was simply the rebel. The black sheep of the family who eventually left home at a young age. As they grew up, resentment grew between the two brothers. The treatment from their parents earned Elijah the name 'Golden boy' from Chandler. They argued a lot and sometimes it even got physical. It wasn't until after Elijah graduated from the university before Chandler reached out to him, a

“You’re a boy.” “A boy, huh?” He flips me under him. I cross my arms on my chest but he holds my hands above my head. “Can a boy...” he starts as his other hand trails up my leg, pushing my nightgown up my thigh. I gasp when his fingers near my clit. He flicks a finger over it and my back arches. His eyes darken and he does it again. “Can a boy do that, Gracie?” “No,” I breathe out.

Dominik explained. "Please explain, we just met today and you immediately did this good to me, I need a reason that makes sense." Angelina urged Dominik to speak frankly. "Angelina, without you knowing, I always pay attention to you and Alex, and I know that all the sadness and suffering you experience cannot be separated from things related to Alex and his enemies. Alex is my son, and as a father, I want to take responsibility for my son's behavior towards you. If Alex continues to inflict wounds on you, allow me to heal those wounds. And if you want, I can punish Alex for you." Finally, Dominik explained the reason why he was so kind to Angelina even though they had only met today.

He was just that mysterious. I wasn't really into bad boys like that. I preferred guys that were smart and did well at school. The nerd matched with the nerd. That was supposed to happen, and I was very sure of that. So far, no one has swept me off my feet. Ironically, I had rejected the nerds that offered to tutor me. It was their bad breath, I suppose. "F*** off,'' I retorted, bending down to pick up my books but I was having a difficult time doing so as my right arm was still wincing from the pain. Boy, for such a scrawny boy like him, he sure whacks hard.

“You’ll feel me. But I’ll go slow.” “I told you not to—” “I know what you said,” he interrupted, voice rough. “But I’m not going to take your first time like a monster.” I watched him roll the condom on. And I swear, that was the sexiest scene I've ever seen. I rumpled the sheets beneath my palms and fought the urge to cover my body with his sheets. “I'm clean, you don't have to worry. I get checked regularly.” He said, as if he could read my mind.

I snarled at him while he squirmed to get out of my death grip. That's right. These wimps are still not safe from me. Just because I fell in love with the good girl and she wants me to be all Mr. Nice Guy, that doesn't mean I am just gonna let everyone walk over me. I was still Jacob Phillips, the toughest nail at school, the big bad wolf of Greenville High, the king of.....

- JJ (age 18)* *Happy Birthday, Daddy. I made the cover. The horse is supposed to be a motorcycle. Love Emma (age 22)* *You don't seem 50. You seem like you're about 40 but with more opinions. I did the math and I'll be 30 when you're 70 which is wild. Happy birthday. - Grace (age 14)* *Duke. Fifty years. You survived everything thrown at you and built something worth having. Not bad for a kid from nowhere. - Axel*