A Day at the Beach with My College Boys

As an older guy, I never thought I'd be into something like this, but here we are. This summer, my two college-age kids, let's call them Alex and Ben, came to visit for a beach vacation. We got up early one morning, grabbed some breakfast, and headed out to the sand and sun. It was meant to be a relaxed day, but I had other plans in mind. The boys were tanned, fit, and full of energy, they were in their twenties, of course, but they looked so young in that moment. After playing volleyball for hours, we all collapsed on some towels near the water’s edge. That's when I couldn't resist any longer. It was supposed to be a casual touch or two, just enough to remind them who wears the pants around here, but it quickly turned into something more intense. I'm not going to lie; it was incredibly hot seeing them both on their towels, basking in that afternoon sun, and knowing I could give them whatever discipline they needed. It started with a firm pat on Alex's bottom for his carelessness at lunch, just enough to sting slightly, and then it escalated as Ben joined in too. Before long, we had quite the scene going there, with me doling out what one might call an impromptu spanking session right there by the waves. They both seemed to like how I was taking charge and made it clear they were enjoying every bit of it. We cooled off in the water afterward, but it took us a while before we could get back to being just dad and kids again.