Ivan knew that his son wasn't getting it yet though. First off his son was still not crying and Ivan wanted to have some tears at least. Second and more important, his son was telling him to stop. Before Ivan stopped spanking Gene would have never tried to tell him when it was time to stop a spanking, he knew that was his fathers call. So Ivan shifted his spanks to his sons sit spots. "I decide when to stop, not you Gene. And I don't think you get it. I think you want me to stop because it hurts, not because you are really sorry. I think we have a while yet to go before you reach the stage were you have learned your lesson and you get it."

After another 10 spanks in a back and forth pattern on his sons sit spots Ivan paused again.

As he spanked his sit spots, he gasped and gripped onto the bed sheets. Listening to his father tell him that he didn't believe him to what he said and that he will decide when his spanking his over. As the spanking continued on, he gasped and kicked his legs. Groaning and was holding back the tears. Because he believes that he was far to old for tears to such a childish punishment.

Ivan noticed that his son was starting to show signs of breaking and he brought the hairbrush down harder then ever all over the teens bottom and sit spots. As he listened to the hisses of pain come from his son Ivan reflected that he should have done this a couple of years ago when his son first started showing signs of rebelling. Maybe then they could have avoided the situation they were in now. Watching the rapidly reddening bottom bounce on his lap Ivan showed no signs of stopping the spanking or even slowing it down.

As the spanking continued. He was still holding back the tears. For he wasn't gonna let the old man get the better of him. He was to old to cry, but it was starting to hurt. He kicked his legs and let out yelps of pain. His knuckles were turning white and biting down on his lower lip. His bottom was burning like crazy, it felt like bees were stinging it, but still no tears.

Ivan moved the spanking down to his sons thighs and then a bit further to the back of his legs, something he hadn't ever done before. He knew that this was becoming a battle of wills, pretty much his son was trying to rebel even while he was getting a spanking. That wouldn't do. Ivan started to speak but decided that keeping silent and letting the brush do the talking would be a better idea. As the minutes wore on Ivan kept the brush moving all over his sons bottom, sit spots and now thighs.

As he starts to spank him in spots that he had never spanked him before, he was starting to loose it, he figured that if he were to cry now. Then he will always sees him as a little boy. Then he was gonna treat him like a kid for the rest of his life or until he moves out. He wanted to prove to him that he was not a kid anymore. So he kicks even hard and curled up his hands even tighter.

As Ivan kept spanking he was impressed by his son's pain tolerence and he figured that he would have to go out and buy some harsher implements for his son's bottom. Ivan was glad that he hadn't tried hand spanking his son. As he kept the hairbrush crashing down on Gene's bottom he spoke. "So you remember how you used to have to do time in the corner Gene? I hope you didn't think you wouldn't have to do that because you are a teenager. And I will be making or ordering you your very own paddle since you seem to handle the hairbrush so well." Ivan focused the spanks now just on Gene's sit spots, wanting to break the door down and get tears. He figured that once he got Gene crying he could really get him crying.

The spanking was really hurting his bottom. If he didn't want to prove himself that he is no longer a child, he would of let loose some tears already. But if he did, he will never grow up. He's been told by others that boys his age shouldn't cry. Listening to his father mentioning that he wasn't old enough to still stand in the corner, he looked shocked. Even more so when he told him that he was gonna order a paddle since it seems that the hair brush wasn't doing it.

His sit spots were deep shade of red and he just couldn't take it anymore. The tears started to roll down his face.

At first Ivan was so focused on the bouncing bottom on his lap that he didn't notice the tears rolling down his son's face. Then he noticed the volume of his ows and ouches changing. So he looked and saw the tears rolling down his son's face. "Not to big to cry are you Gene?" he asked his son. He started to move the hairbrush around his son's bottom and thighs again wanting to get that deep shaded of red all over his sons bottom. "I am going to go paddle shopping soon and I might even bring you with me. Wouldn't that be fun? Or maybe next time I will send you outside to cut a switch."
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As his father spoke to him while he continued to spank his bottom. He hears him mention going paddle shop and thinking of taking him. Who knows what he might have in store or maybe make him go outside to cut out a switch. That would be painful and might end up with a bleeding bottom. Just hearing what could happen to him made him finally burst out crying. "Okay! Okay! You win! Please stop! I learned my lesson! I change the way I dress and won't dye my hair again! I'll behave just please stop!" he begs as he cries.