Dr Ferguson Spanks Jacob

My encounters with Mason awakened the disciplinarian inside me. It had never occurred to me before meeting Mason, that I could derive pleasure from playing the dominant role. But giving Mason orders, blindfolding him, leading him around with a dog collar and leash, and spanking him with my paddle, really got my juices going. I now get rock hard just thinking about it.

Another opportunity to play the dom presented itself again, unexpectedly, at the gym. Yes, the same gym where Jordan and Taylor and I enjoyed a "spa night." Another story. I had noticed Jacob many times in the weight room. Jacob is a handsome married Hispanic man, 5' 10", 180, about 55 years old. He always appeared at the gym in his tight brightly-colored spandex shorts, a muscle tee, and flashy sneakers. He routinely worked out on the ellipticals and the treadmill. From the weight machines, I had a clear view of Jacob's ass, as he worked out on the elliptical machine. Watching his firm round glutes contract and release as he took each step kept my attention, usually also causing my cock to rise and tent my gym shorts.

Then one day last week, I spied Jacob in the showers. The gym has two rows of one-person shower stalls separated by a narrow corridor. Each stall has a curtain that can be drawn across the door. But Jacob's curtain was open, and I surreptitiously watched him soap up his body. Jacob was solidly built with a gorgeous smooth complexion. His well-formed shoulders and biceps, muscular pecs, perfect abs, and bubble butt were the stuff that dreams are made of. Not to mention that he was covered in fur, a dark treasure trail running south to a thick uncut cock and heavy balls.

With the curtain to my shower stall pulled slightly aside, not so much as to appear obvious that I was open for viewing, but just far enough for me to glance across the aisle to the showers on the opposite row, I watched Jacob soaping up while finishing up my own shower. I practically drooled as Jacob soaped his cock, stretching his foreskin back and forth, cupping his balls and lathering his thick bush. Then turning his ass toward me, he soaped his glutes, working the lather into his crack, lifting and spreading his ass cheeks and running his fingers over his hole.

I thought I had gotten away with my spying on Jacob. Until Jacob caught me staring at him while he toweled off in the locker room. He smiled as I turned to face my locker, a bit embarrassed. I was unsure whether he was going to walk over and punch me, or what was going to happen. Jacob walked over to me smiling, extended his hand and introduced himself. I clumsily apologized for staring.

Jacob said, "No apologies necessary. Did you enjoy my shower"?

I answered "You bet." We exchanged numbers and promised to text each other next time we headed to the gym.

I went home and could hardly sleep that night, even as tired as I was after my workout. Every time I closed my eyes I kept replaying Jacob soaping his cock and balls and spreading his ass cheeks. I was anxious to meet up with Jacob privately and see where things might lead. The next morning, I received a text message from Jacob.

"Do you have any free time Saturday to meet up? And can you host?" Jacob typed.

"Sure. What would you like to do?" I responded.

"Can I get spanked on Saturday?" Jacob asked.

Whoa! He wants to be spanked? That was unexpected. But 'sure', I thought, why not?

"If that's what you want. You have to tell me how you like it" I quickly replied.

"A good hard spanking with a belt is what I want," Jacob answered.

"After the spanking, then what?" I asked.

"I might cry like a little kid for a while. My ass will be really sore. I put on my undies and pants and go home and lie on my stomach for a while," Jacob explained.

We made arrangements to meet the next day, Saturday. Jacob arrived at my apartment early, at about 6:00am dressed in running shoes, short red gym shorts, and a muscle tee. At the door, I held Jacob close and kissed him passionately while running my hands down the back of his shorts, caressing his muscular butt.

"First, let's make love" Jacob whispered.

I led him to the bedroom. We each undressed and climbed onto my king-sized bed. We caressed each other and kissed. Jacob leaned over and took my cock in his mouth and sucked me. I flipped him around and we sixty-nined, Jacob on top. I switched back and forth between taking his uncut 9-inch cock in my mouth and licking his balls up to his hole. I enjoyed nibbling on his balls, pulling the skin of his sack with my lips and working my thumb into his hole. It was amazing to feel his Jacob's anus contract tightly around my thumb.

After several minutes, I ordered Jacob up on his knees, his ass facing the bottom edge of the bed. I had my wide leather belt at hand.

"Are you ready for a spanking?" I asked.

"Yes, daddy, spank me. 'Red' is my safe word," Jacob answered.

I rubbed the belt back and forth across Jacob's firm ass. With my other hand I reached under him and pulled his heavy cock back and stroked him a few times, stretching this foreskin back, then releasing it again. I leaned over and tongued his hole, working my tongue into his tight anus as far as I could, alternating with kisses and small bites on his cheeks.

Jacob squirmed and whined, whimpering, then pleading, "Spank me, daddy."

I proceeded to swat Jacob's ass with the belt. I tried to land solid strokes with the belt that cracked loudly as the leather made contact with his skin.

Jacob didn't flinch, but moaned and whined, saying "Yes, daddy, yes. Keep spanking me, daddy."

I had already landed four or five good swats to Jacob's ass, alternating between the left and right cheeks, before I ordered him to count the whacks. I told him he deserved ten smacks. After five good whacks, I gave Jacob a rest, while rubbing and caressing his ass with my hands. After a few minutes, I continued smacking Jacob's ass while he counted. After the tenth smack, turned on by Jacob's moaning and crying, I dropped the belt, then rubbed his ass with both hands, noticing the red welts rising.

I lubed up my stiff cock and penetrated his tight ass hole. I fucked Jacob's red, welted ass vigorously.

Jacob alternated between whimpering and pleading with me to continue, "Fuck my pussy, daddy. My pussy is yours, daddy. Make me your bitch, daddy."

I continued fucking Jacob vigorously. It wasn't long before I began to feel my cum rising, reaching the point of no return. I blew three, four ropes of cum into Jacob's hole as he pleaded "Give it to me, daddy. Give it to me."

I could feel Jacob's anus contract, squeezing my cock as if he were trying to keep my cock in his hole. I withdrew, then took Jacob in my arms and we lay there on the bed, holding each other tightly, kissing, and me telling Jacob what a good boy he was. I sucked Jacob's amazing cock, alternating with swallowing and nibbling on his heavy nuts. With a little stroking, Jacob began to spew his cum. I swallowed his cock, taking each spurt of his cum in my mouth. After ten to fifteen minutes, Jacob showered, dressed, and left.

The next day Jacob sent me another text.

"Not soon, but I think I will want to get spanked again," Jacob wrote.

"You doing okay?" I asked.

"Doing great!" Jacob replied. "No marks at all, which is good. But I was only a little sore yesterday and don't feel anything today. I know it's weird, don't expect you to understand but yesterday every time I sat down and felt the soreness in my butt, it brought back the memory of submitting to you and being totally under your control as you whipped my ass. That was such a turn on that I had a hard on all day. So I want to try it one more time, this time just a little harder so the soreness lasts 2 or 3 days. What do you think?" Jacob texted.

"Whatever you want," I answered.