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I was depressed.

Lance would not be back for another couple of days and I knew I had already _f_u_c_k_ed up
significantly several times.  I had promised my lover that I would be the responsible adult that, at
age twenty-five, I claimed to be and that I would not act like a rowdy pre-teen juvenile delinquent.
Unfortunately, I did that at least three times in the five days that Lance was on the business trip.
My boss was pissed at me for mouthing off at the clients.  The apartment house super did not
appreciate my know-it-all maintenance directions (which were wrong).  And then there was the
new dent in the car about which I had no idea how it happened.  As much as I wished Lance was
back, I also dreaded what would happen when he did return.

Things got worse on Friday.  I was a monster -- again -- at work.  While I was out for dinner three
messages accumulated on the answering machine.  First, my boss left a message that I should not
come in to work on Monday unless my attitude was a lot better.  Second, Lance called, heard the
first message and said that we'll talk about it tomorrow.  Third, the building owner called and
wanted to talk to Lance about excessive noise that the neighbors had complained about.

I was even more depressed.  Lance had said I would have to grow up or I would really become a
little boy in every way.  It was not a fun discussion when Lance returned.  I confessed to my faults
and promised to do my best and to be more adult and responsible.

"No baby boy," Lance said, looking down at me.  "A spanking is nowhere near enough punishment
for the way you have acted this week."

I looked down at the floor pouting.  I knew what he wanted me to say.  I did not want to say it.  I
knew I had acted like a childish brat but I was not ready to look like one.

"Cody," Lance said moving me to the corner.  "You are to keep your nose right here and think about
your punishment.  When I get back you had better have come up with something more than a
spanking.  I am warning you right now boy if you are not hard enough on yourself I will do
whatever you suggest and what I have in mind doubling mine for you."  With that he kissed my
forehead, stripped me bare and left with a hard swat to my poor butt.  I sighed and leaned my head
against the wall.  I hated this.  Trying to think of my own punishment.  I could not and would not
suggest he shave me no matter how much I deserved it.  That was just too cruel.  I mean I had
very little hair anyway being a blond.  I was teased so badly throughout high school for being
hairless.  I was so happy the day I had looked down and could actually see hair on my pubes.  How
could he want me to willing offer up something that I prized so much.  No!  I would not do that --
no matter what.  I would be spanked, I would be grounded, and I would do anything else but I was
not going to let that happen to me.  I may have acted like a child BUT I was NOT going to look like
one no matter what.

"Well Cody," Lance said, coming up behind me, "have you thought about what should happen?"

I wanted to say "No, Lance; I stood here naked in the corner and made up a grocery list." however
I knew that would make matters much and said "Yes Sir".

"Good so let's go into the living room and discuss this." Lance grabbed my ear and away we went.

I wanted to point out to him that there was no need to pull me along but I knew he was trying to
make me feel like the misbehaving boy I was.  He sat down and I looked miserably at the floor.  I
wished I could take back every stupid and disobedient thing I did this week.

"I talked to your boss and assured him that a very different boy was going to be walking into his
office on Monday to apologize.  I also told him that ANY time he had a problem with your attitude
he could contact me and I would handle it." Lance said sitting on the couch.

My head shot up at that last remark.  That was so unfair.  My work was where I could escape
being his good little boy.

"Did you tell him how you would handle me?" I asked tears starting to grow in my eyes.

"No little one, I did not." Lance said and patted my bare thigh in a way meant to comfort me.
"However he suggested a spanking would do you a world of good."

I blushed bright red at that.

"Now tell me, Little Boy, what do you think should be done about your behavior?" Lance asked.

"Lance please," I started to whine.

"CODY!" Lance said and I knew what that warning was.  Oh right now I wanted to be anyone but
me.

"I think I should be grounded for a month," I whispered.

"Good start; keep going." Lance said looking at me sternly.

"Get a bedtime spanking every night until you feel it is time to stop." I sighed and kept going.  "Have
my mouth washed out with soap every night for a week for all the swear words I have used over
the past week.  Have an early bedtime of about 8 pm every night for a month."

"Interesting and what all should you be grounded from Boy?" Lance asked.

"The TV, friends, and phone." I said hopefully.

"What about the Internet?"

"Laaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnccceeeeee," I whined.  "I don't wanna lose the Internet."

"CODY RYDER DAWSON!" Lance yelled jumping up.  "I have very little interest in what YOU
want at this moment.  If you do not like to lose privileges then you should act like a grown man and
not a brat in need of a good spanking.  I think you should also be grounded from the Internet and I
think you are going to be riding back and forth to work with me.  A bad little boy like you does not
need to drive."

"That is not fair." I said stomping my foot.  BIG mistake.

"Cody Dawson." Lance said spinning me around and beginning to pepper my bare butt with spanks.
"I am sick and tired of this attitude and I am going to change it right now."

With that he led me to the bathroom and put me in the tub.

"NO" I screamed "I will not let you do this to me."

"Cody stop it." Lance yelled and picked up the bath brush.

After just a few swats I was ready to stand still and do what I was told.  I was sobbing so hard.

"Now," Lance said breathing hard, "you just stand there and let me do what I am going to do.  I am
not going to shave you.  With they way you would react I might accidentally cut you and hurting my
little boy's pee-pee is not on my agenda."

I began to calm down after he said that.  Then he rubbed this cream all over my genital area.  I
sniffed and looked down curious at what he was doing.  After he was done he told me to stand still
and in fifteen minutes I could wash the cream off.  Now color me stupid but that did not seem like
such a bad punishment.  The stuff felt like shaving cream so I just thought that he was trying to
make me feel what it might be like to shave me.  I was not happy but compared to being shaved this
was a 1000% better.  I looked up and seen Lance reading the box the cream had come out of.
Then I started to feel a weird tingling feeling where the cream was.

"Lance um my crotch feels funny." I said looking down at myself.

"Does it hurt or burn?" Lance asked sudden worry in his eyes.

"No um it is just um tingly." He just nodded said good and went back to reading.  Now I was really
nervous.  "Uh Lance, what is that stuff?"

"Cody," Lance sighed looking at me.  "That stuff is a cream that removes all hair for up to three
months according to the box.  I just meant to shave you and the hair would have been back by the
end of the month.  But then I realized that you would never hold still for that, even tying you down
you may move and I would cut you; so while you were in the corner I went to the store and bought
this stuff.  When you rinse off you will be as hairless as a baby."

For a minute I just stood there to stunned to do anything else.  Then I began to cry and I glared at
Lance.  I could not believe he would do this to me.  I looked down at my cream covered my pubes;
I was so angry at the moment I began to shake and I realized that I had stood here long enough that
no matter what I was losing all of my hair.

"I HATE YOU!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.  Then I began to sob so hard I could not speak.

Lance looked at me startled by my words; then I saw hurt enter his eyes but I did not care.  I was
too angry to care if I hurt him; in fact then I wanted to hurt him.

"Well my little baby boy," Lance said coming over and starting to run water into the tub.  "I do not
hate you and no matter what you do or say I would never hate you.  Now sit down so I can rinse
you off."

I did as I was told but would not look at Lance or speak to him.

"After this we will get your first spanking out of the way and put you to bed.  I don't want to hear it
is only 6 pm; you are too upset at the moment and I think you need some sleep." Lance said as he
rinsed me off.

I did not say anything or look at Lance.  He ran some bath water after rinsing me off.  He put my
favorite bubble bath in with me and washed me gently.  The entire time I just cried and refused to
look at him.  He tried to make me laugh but I was not in the mood so he gave up and just bathed
me.

After the bath he took me to the bedroom and dried me.  He took a good look at my bare pubes.
When he touched them I jumped back a bit.  With no hair on them they felt way more sensitive to
touch.

"Cody I know right now you are very hurt and angry with me." Lance said as he pulled me over his
lap.  "But baby you are not helping your cause here.  I did this to you because you are acting like a
spoiled little brat.  Even now you are.  Baby having hair does not make you a man or a boy; your
actions do and you are acting like a boy and I am sorry but until you act a little more grown up I am
going to keep you like this."

I sobbed and tried to squirm off of his lap.

"Now I am about to spank you for all of your bad behavior.  Just so you know whether your
bedtime spanking is a punishment spanking or other spanking is up to you.  If you are a good boy
you just might enjoy your spanking but if you do not change your attitude soon you are going to find
it very uncomfortable to sit for awhile." Lance said holding me tighter so I could not squirm off of
his lap.

He then proceed to hand spank me for five minutes.  I was howling in agony by the time he
finished.  He then picked up the hairbrush and spanked me for another five minutes.  I was reduced
to a sobbing little boy by the time he was done.

I did not even notice when he stopped and put me on the bed.  I just knew I hurt everywhere.  He
bent down to kiss me and I turned away curling up into a tight ball of misery.  He sighed and left me
alone.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew Lance was sitting beside me watching the
10 pm news and from the look of the bed had actually been lying beside me for awhile.  He had also
covered me up.  I groaned and reached back to rub my still throbbing bottom.  I almost started
crying again when I thought of my pubes being bare.  Lance was watching me but had not said
anything.

"May I get up and use the bathroom?" I asked coldly.

Lance sighed and nodded.  In the bathroom I checked out my butt.  Oh it was a crimson red with
some very vivid bruises in the shape of the brush.  I also looked at my _c_o_c_k_.  It looked bigger
to me now.  I touched it and to tell the truth it kind of felt good without the hair.

I went back and got into bed saying nothing to Lance.

"You know kiddo," Lance said pulling me towards him to cuddle with me.  "If you would just let go
and be the boy you know you want to be you would be a lot happier."

I struggled a bit with him but the way he was holding me when I struggled it hurt my butt.  So I
stopped.

I said nothing even when he began to rub his hand over my shoulders.

"Half pint you are too tight now relax." Lance said and I heard the exasperation in his voice.  "I
think you look very _s_e_x_y right now and I want to take away the rest of your hair below your
neck.  I think my little boy will be a lot happier without all that hair that makes him feel he has to be
a man when he really wants to be a boy."  As Lance said this he snuggled me close and kissed my
ear.

I could feel it though.  The want to let go and be Lance's boy, his good little hairless boy.  Maybe
that was why I had been so bad when he was gone, maybe I was telling him I was a boy that could
not care for myself.  Had I really wanted to be a boy without hair.  I thought about how after I was
spanked and stood in the corner it felt weird to see hair down there while I cried liked the punished
little boy I was.  He had warned me several times what would happen if I did not start acting a little
bit more mature.  Oh wow.  I had more or less asked for this.

"You think I look _s_e_x_y?" I asked sniffling a bit in a small voice.

"Oh yes baby." Lance said sucking on my neck a bit.

I thought about it a bit more; though it was very hard to concentrate with Lance kissing and sucking
my neck.  I felt myself going hard.  Oh I loved the way he made me feel.  I wanted to be his boy
more than anything and if me being hairless made my MAN happy then hairless I would be.  You
know what else; once I decided that it felt like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders.  Then I
thought of what I had said to Lance in the bathroom.  I was so ashamed now.  He was helping me
figure out who and what I wanted to be and all I was doing was being mean to him.

"Lance," I said in an even smaller voice.  "I am sorry for what I said earlier."

"What was that baby?" Lance asked.

I sighed.  I knew he was going to make me say it again.  He knew I was hurting over it and he
wanted me to remember what I was going through so the next time I would not be so quick to say
hurtful things in the heat of anger.

"You know." I said hoping to avoid saying it again.

"Baby you said so much tonight I do not know exactly what you are referring too." Lance said his
hand rubbing up and down on my arm.

"I don't hate you." I choked out.  "I could nnnnnnever hate you." I said beginning to cry again.

"Oh Half Pint," Lance said carefully turning me over then holding me close.  "I know that.  That is
just another way you act like a boy.  I love you Cody more than anything else and I know what will
make you happy.  If you would just stop fighting me you would know too."

"I know." I whispered.  Then I looked up into Lances loving gaze.  "I love you too.  I am still not
thrilled with being hairless but I know why I am and I understand that I need it."

Lance smiled and gave me a deep kiss.

"That is all I can ask for kiddo." Lance said beginning to kiss me again.

Then I lost myself in Lance and his lovemaking.  He was very loving and gentle.  He even let me be
on my knees when he entered me rather than on my back which was his favorite position so he
could watch my face.

As he thrust in and out of me and played with my hairless _c_o_c_k_ I felt so loved.  I also loved
the feeling of his hands on me; it just felt so much better to me without hair.  I was happy and even
with a month of punishment before me I slept like a baby that night; cradled in my Man's arms.

                                 The End

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