Brats in Disney World II
Ben began to awaken as he heard the shower running in the attached bathroom of their hotel room. He rolled over briefly forgetting about his bottom but quickly flopped over on his stomach when his butt hit the mattress. He was going to be sore today. He stretched his back and legs clutching at his pillow not at all ready to get up.
He lay there relaxing waiting for his turn in the shower and his eyes wandered across the room. He saw Vic's clothes were laid out neatly on the chair and he smiled to himself. My boy scout, always prepared, he thought. That wasn't always a good thing. He thought again to last night and how Vic had remembered to pack a paddle. Yep, always prepared.
Minutes later, Vic emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing more than what God gave him at birth, and he glanced over at his partner still resting in the bed. Sleepy eyes returned his gaze. "Time to get up, sunshine. Rise and shine."
Ben admired Vic's well-defined body, beads of water glistening off his shoulders. "I don't want to get up yet," Benji mumbled into the pillow.
"Come on, you." Vic slipped his boxers on and came over to the bed, taking a seat. His hand moved to Ben's shoulder then ran it down his back. "You don't want to spend the day in the room, I'm sure. If you don't get up, we'll have to leave you here."
Trying to stir some sympathy, Ben said, "I didn't sleep well. I kept waking up because my butt hurt."
Vic threw the covers out of the way and slipped Ben's shorts down.
"HEY!" he exclaimed, propping up on his elbows.
"Not a scratch, not a mark," he said examining, then patting, Ben's bottom. He leaned down and kissed one of the exposed cheeks before putting the underwear back in place. "And you slept fine. Come on, get up."
"Okkkaaayyyy. All right! I'm getting up!" he protested as Vic began pulling him out of the bed. Once he was on his feet, Vic pushed him toward the shower.
"It's vacation. We shouldn't have to get up at the BUTT CRACK of dawn," Ben continued to complain on the way into the bathroom.
His hair was sticking up all over his head; more proof that he had slept fine. Vic smiled at his brat's comments then dressed and waited for Ben to finish. He glanced at his watch. They were going to be late if Ben didn't hurry. He knocked on the bathroom door. "Benji, shake a leg. Nelson and Zach will be waiting."
Ben picked up the pace and hurried through his shower. He quickly dressed with Vic hanging over him, pushing him along. He loved Vic dearly but he could be so annoying sometimes. The phone rang on the bedside table and Vic answered it, "Good morning."
"You guys ready?" Nelson said from the other end.
"Two minutes. Benji's putting on his shoes. Why don't you guys come on over? We’ll be ready by the time you get here."
The other couple came to their room as Ben was tying his tennis shoes. Zach looked as if he had recovered his normal disposition and was not pouting about the night before. Vic gave him a hug as he walked through the door.
"How are you this morning, sweetheart?"
"Sore," he answered matter-of-factly. Nelson smiled at his brat.
Well, maybe he was pouting a little.
Vic chuckled, squeezing him tighter as his hand went to Zach's bottom and caressed it gently, "You should be, young man."
The smile in his voice took the bite out of his words and Zach gave a little grin back, slightly embarrassed. Ben finished tying his shoes and was obviously now fully awake and rearing to go after having dragged his feet earlier. He was not one to wake up easily, but his excitement about what the day held helped him wake up.
They headed out to Epcot and began covering the park, taking in all the attractions. They had eaten at Chef Mickey's, located at the Contemporary Resort, for breakfast. Vic managed to get them reservations at that popular Disney restaurant and they enjoyed their meal among tons of kids and Disney characters.
Zach managed to coerce Nelson into taking a picture with him and Minnie. Mickey was not one of the visiting characters at the restaurant, regardless of the fact it was named after him. Goofy came by and the younger men got a kick out of taking their picture with him.
Later in the day, Ben and Zach found time to talk about the night before and commiserate while Nelson and Vic were in line to get them some drinks.
"I got the belt. My ass is soooo sore today," Zach said.
"Vic remembered to pack the paddle. That’s probably the ONLY reason I didn’t get strapped."
Shaking his head, Zach said, "Of course he did. I guess I would have been better off if Nelson had remembered to pack one." Zach didn’t relish being paddled, but if he had to choose, he would rather get that than the dreaded belt. "Damn belt. Fucking thing stings and burns. He may as well have put a match to my ass."
They cut the conversation short as Vic and Nelson made their way over to them.
"Where's the ice cream?" Zach asked Nelson, seeing nothing but drinks in his hands.
"No ice cream yet. It's too early in the day," Nelson said.
"I didn't know there was a law that said you can't have ice cream at certain times of the day."
"MY law says so," Nelson said.
He didn't like the fact that Zach was getting smart so early in the day. That wasn't a good sign so he decided to try to head it off before it got out of control. He took Zach's hand and began to pull him up, "Excuse us a minute."
Zach's brow creased into a frown and his lip popped out in a pout. Nelson led him far enough away for some privacy then stopped, turning Zach to face him.
"Zachary, do not start out today like this. I want you to watch your mouth. Don't let it get you into trouble today. In case you didn't notice last night, I WILL spank you even on vacation. Do I make myself clear?"
"But Nelson, I just wanted some ice cream!" He did not see why it was such a big deal. Nelson helped explain it to him.
"And I said 'no'. That's the end of it. You can have some ice cream this afternoon, but not this morning."
"But..."
"I said 'no'," Nelson interrupted sternly. "Do I need to take you back to the room?"
"No, sir."
"Then you'd better straighten up. Can you manage to get your mouth under control?"
"Yes, sir," he answered, pout still clearly evident on his face.
"Good. Make sure you do. You can start by pulling that lip in."
Zach tried, but it stayed pooched out where it was. Nelson stood glaring at him until with much effort, he wiped the pout off his face. Nelson led him back over to the bench to where their friends waited. They were trying not to look at Zach as they made their way back. The pout had found its way back and his face was flushed at having been corrected in front of Vic and Ben, but he didn't say anything more about ice cream.
Zach's mood mildly improved after the reprimand and they went over every inch of Epcot. The boys were not impressed, complaining that it was mostly like one big science project. Several rides had been promising then turned out to be disappointing. One attraction that they found most enjoyable was “Honey I Shrunk the Audience”. It was beyond 3-D and all four men jerked their feet up off the floor when “mice” scurried past. Their day concluded with the amazing spectacle of the laser light show and it lit up the sky over the various worlds of Epcot. It was bigger and better than any fireworks they had ever seen.
By the time they returned to their rooms, all four men were tired and had no problem sleeping. The next day was spent primarily at Blizzard Beach. The younger men absolutely loved the water park. One of their favorite rides turned out to be one they did not even want to ride at first.
"The sign says it's good for all ages. It's got to be a granny and kiddo ride," Ben complained, reading a sign near the top of the summit.
"Yeah, I don't want to ride it either. Let's go back down," Zach agreed.
"Look, we've already walked all the way up here. Riding down is the easier route," Vic said, squelching any other bright ideas. They had just climbed about a million steps to get to the top of the summit before the guys decided the ride wasn't for them. His punished legs and lungs would never forgive him if they left without riding after such a hike.
They approached the dock and saw they would be sitting on a big inner tube-type boat with a flat pliable bottom. It was big enough for six people. The four men took a seat leaning against the inflatable wall encircling them and gripped the built in handles on the bottom of the raft. They could feel the roller bars underneath them pushing them toward the drop.
The raft snaked down the curvy hill spinning and sliding them up and along the sides of the fiberglass walls encasing their raft and the water. Water sloshed up and over the raft further soaking them on the way down. Once at the bottom, the guys wanted to do it again.
"I don't want to. It's a granny ride," Vic teased but then allowed himself to be dragged back up the summit. Nelson laughed at Vic’s jibe and felt himself being pulled along by Zach to climb the million or so steps again.
The rest of the week was packed with more amusement park fun and the boys managed to stay out of trouble. After having their butts toasted the first day, they patiently waited in every line, no matter how long the wait.
By the fourth day, they were headed to Magic Kingdom. All the week's activity had left Zach and Ben slightly tired and this day they started off snipping at one another. Nelson and Vic spent much of the morning shushing and fussing at them to watch their mouths and be nice.
"I don't want to ride that yet," Zach said after about three hours in the park. Ben wanted to ride the spinning teacups.
Nelson sighed to himself, “Zachary…”
"This vacation isn't just about YOU," Ben shot back.
"Benji, stop it before you get a spanking,” Vic said. His patience was wearing thin having been subjected to the brats bickering all morning. "Let's pick something we all want to do," he suggested, attempting to stop some of the arguing.
"Good luck. Zach doesn't want to do anything he doesn't pick," Ben complained, glowering at his friend.
"Benjamin, stop it, right now. I've heard enough bickering this morning and I don't want to hear any more. Nelson and I will pick."
Ben dramatically rolled his eyes. Vic ignored the move, trying to keep his own temper under control.
"Nelson, what do you want to do?" They were currently standing just outside of "It's a Small World" so Nelson picked it.
"That's a STUPID ride," Zach griped.
"Zachary, do I need to take you to the bathroom?" Nelson asked, having had enough himself.
"But it IS a stupid ride," Zach said.
"DO I need to take you to the bathroom, Zach?"
"NO! I'll ride the suck ass ride, okay?" he spat.
That was it. Zach just crossed the line and there was no going back. He was so irritated, he didn't even notice he had crossed it right away. It didn't take long to figure it out. Nelson shook his head and excused them as he took Zach's hand and dragged him around the corner to find a bathroom.
Suddenly, Zach didn't want to do anything other than ride "It's a Small World". It seemed like a brilliant idea. He would ride it the rest of the day if it kept him from getting spanked at the Magic Kingdom.
"Wait, Nelson. Not here. Please, I'll ride it. I won't say anything else..."
Nelson didn't answer, but just continued on his mission to find a bathroom. He didn't have to look far. Zach was trying to keep his voice low so as not to attract attention, but he continued to beg Nelson not to do it.
"I swear I'll be nice. Nelson!"
He twisted his hand in Nelson's grip trying unsuccessfully to free himself as they entered the large bathroom. Nelson's bigger hand was wrapped around Zach's like a human vice. Zach's hand wasn't going anywhere until the vice was released. Zach used his free hand to try to pry Nelson's fingers loose. No luck.
Nelson led him to the back of the bathroom to a stall in the corner as far away from the main traffic area as possible. Nelson pushed open the stall door and dragged Zach in behind him, firmly shutting and locking it. He was grateful the bathroom was relatively empty.
"Pull your pants down."
"NO, Nelson. Please wait until we get back to our room, please!" Zach squeaked.
"NOW, Zachary."
"But, Nelson..."
"I'm not telling you again, young man. Pull your pants down now. If I have to do it, you're getting five with the belt for disobeying me, and then I'll spank you for your attitude."
Zach gave up looking at his unwavering partner and pulled his pants down with trembling fingers. Nelson took him by the upper arm and turned him in the small space to face the door. He pulled Zach's underwear out of the way and then started to spank him.
The swats echoed off the bathroom walls and Zach did his best not to cry. His self defense mechanism kicked in on high alert and he rose up on his toes. He danced as much as he could in the confined space against Nelson's grip and the pants around his knees trying to get his bottom out of the way.
Nelson only landed about fifteen or so quick swats, but they were painful ones. He didn't want to embarrass Zach, but he wanted to give him enough to keep him in line and save him from getting a worse spanking later.
Having found himself across Nelson’s lap more than once, Zach recognized this as a short spanking. He was grateful that Nelson went easy on his butt but hated that he had been spanked in public and worried about who may have heard. He wasn't crying hard but he had some tears sliding down his cheeks.
Nelson bent and pulled his pants up and wrapped his arms around Zach. His mind absently registered the toilet that kept flushing automatically, the sensor picking up their movements.
Nelson's lips were near Zach's ear. "If I have to do this again, you will not get off so easily, understand?" Zach nodded. Nelson continued to speak softly to Zach, "Consider this an appetizer. You straighten up or we'll go back to the room and I'll put you over my knees and do it right. Understood?"
Zach choked out a “yes, sir” and clung to Nelson. He held Zach long enough for anyone who might have heard to leave the bathroom, sparing Zach any unnecessary embarrassment. After about 10 minutes, he opened the door and led Zach over to the sink where he splashed water on his face and tried to wash away any evidence of his tears.
They went back out to find Vic and Ben still waiting near "It's a Small World". Ben was finishing an ice cream shaped like Mickey and concentrated on it rather than stare at his friend. He adjusted his own attitude just because of Zach's punishment. A quick glance at Zach was all he needed to notice the red eyes and realized that more than a lecture happened in the bathroom. The reality of it made him more aware of his mood and his desire not to end up over Vic's knees.
He walked over to a trashcan and deposited his popsicle stick and paper into the can. When he turned back around, he saw the others standing up and waiting for him so they could get in line. Ben agreed this would be a stupid ride, but kept his mouth shut as he willingly got in line for the 35-minute wait. It was finally their turn and they stepped onto the moving belt keeping pace with the moving cars before stepping inside.
The ride was sooooo boring to Benji and Zach but Vic and Nelson were just grateful for the air conditioning. The brats managed to keep their thoughts to themselves as long as they were sitting next to Nelson and Vic. As they exited the ride, Zach dropped back to keep pace with Ben, letting Vic and Nelson get slightly ahead of them.
Zach's ill temper was back, having been subjected to that ride as well as being punished. He rolled his eyes at Ben. Neither of them had been at all impressed with the multi-cultural dolls singing their own renditions of "It's a Small World" over and over in their native tongues.
"WHAT a pain!" Zach grumbled, although quietly, his trip to the bathroom still fresh in his mind.
"Definitely a waste of time,” Ben fervently agreed. “I can't believe we stood in line for that. I'll have that stupid song in my head all day."
"There CANnot be a more pathetic fucking ride in this park," Zach continued.
Nelson stopped mid-conversation and wheeled around to face Zach. Zach's face fell. He didn't realize he had been talking loud enough for Nelson and Vic to hear.
"WHAT did you say?"
"Just...just...that I didn't really like the ride," Zach stammered, sidestepping the fact he just said "fuck". It was a no-no and he knew it.
"I heard what you said. You're going to get your mouth washed out when we get back to the room, young man."
Zach grunted audibly and stomped his foot. "WHY?"
Nelson stared into Zach's eyes and held the look for what seemed like hours to Zach before he spoke again. "Unless you want to add another spanking to your soaping, you'd better straighten up."
"That's not fair, Nelson," he said with less enthusiasm and he blushed at Nelson's comment.
"Why isn't it fair? Do we use that kind of language?"
"No, sir."
Zach's eyes began to tear up. He was embarrassed to be in trouble yet again today in front of his friends. Nelson took in the troubled face and realized someone needed to lie down. He reached for Zach's hand and pulled Zach to him putting his arm around his shoulders.
"Vic, I think we'll take the resort transportation and head back to the room for a few hours. We can meet you back."
"NO! Don't make me leave! Please, I don't wanna go back to the room!" Zach protested, thinking he was headed for another spanking.
"Sweetie, we need to go back and let you rest. You're tired and you just keep getting yourself into trouble."
"I won't anymore, I promise. Please..."
"No, Zachary. A few hours’ rest is not going to kill you."
Zach fought to keep the tears brimming from falling down his face. He wiped fiercely at his eyes.
"I think a short nap sounds like a good idea for all of us. I believe we are all a little tired and on edge. I'll drive us back," Vic said.
"WHY?! Why do I have to lie down? HE'S the one being a jerk. Why should I be punished?" Ben asked his partner.
"That outburst just proved my point, Benjamin. You aren't being punished - yet. Don't say or do anything to change that."
Ben's face showed his displeasure but he didn't say anything more.
"This park stays open until 9:00 tonight. We will have plenty of time to do what you want before the park closes. We'll come back in a few hours," Vic said.
They made their way back to the car, Nelson climbing into the backseat with Zach. Zach didn't try to stop crying any longer. He cried softly against Nelson's shoulder. Nelson kept his arm around his partner, constantly rubbing and patting his arm to calm him down. He was even more convinced that Zach needed to rest. Back in their room, Nelson had Zach strip to his boxers so he wouldn't wrinkle his clothes during his nap.
After Zach pulled his clothes off, Nelson said to him, "Let's take care of that mouth before you lie down."
Zach started to cry harder. Nelson hated to soap his mouth, knowing the main reason for Zach's behavior was simply due to him being overtired from all the activity that week. But, he had no choice. Zach knew better and knew what to expect when he said that word. Nelson couldn’t send the message that it was allowed when the conditions were right. He was lucky not to be getting spanked as well.
Nelson led his crying lover into the bathroom. Housekeeping had already been through and left new bars of soap. Nelson unwrapped one of the fresh bars of mouse-shaped hand soap. Zach was pretty sure he hated Mickey right then. He especially hated his fuc- stupid- soap. The mini bar of soap was too small to do the job right so Nelson picked up a washcloth and began to wet it under the tap.
"Zachary, I know you are in a bad mood and you're tired. But you know I don't allow that kind of language."
Nelson continued to ready the washcloth as he talked. He picked up the small soap and vigorously ran it back and forth across the cloth in his hand bringing it to a lather. Zach continued to cry.
"I will not accept you talking like that, even if you’re tired. Do you understand me?"
Zach mutely nodded his head, tears running down his cheeks, eyes fixed on the washcloth Nelson was working to lather.
"Answer me, Zach."
"...Yesss, sirr..."
"Open your mouth,” Nelson said as he wrapped the soapy rag around his first three fingers.
Zach's crying picked up as he obediently opened his mouth. Nelson worked the soapy rag all through Zach's mouth, scrubbing his teeth and tongue. He removed the cloth several times to re-soap the rag, returning to the job at hand.
Zach thought he would never stop. He was gagging on the soap, trying not to swallow. He felt the washcloth moving over every part of his mouth. He was pretty sure his mouth was clean, but he didn’t think it would be a good idea to mention it. Nelson quit washing and turned to fill a glass with water.
"Rinse your mouth, Zach."
Zach clutched the glass and swished water all around his mouth trying to get rid of the taste of the nasty mouse soap. Nelson took the glass from him, "That's enough, sweetie."
Nelson retrieved a new washcloth and wet it then gently wiped Zach's face, cleaning it of excess soap and tears. He took him to the bed and settled him in before he stripped to his own shorts and climbed in behind Zach. Zach was quickly asleep.
In the room next door, Benji and Vic were settled into bed. Vic's eyes were already closed, but he wasn't asleep. Benji, still not keen on taking a nap, had his thoughts on his friend. Vic was on his back and Ben was scooted next to him, arm across Vic’s well-defined chest.
"Do you think Zach's going to get spanked?"
"I don't know. It's none of our business. You don't need to ask him about it either," Vic answered, eyes still closed.
"I won't. I was just wondering."
"Think about something else," Vic said.
"What do you want me to think about?"
"Sleep would be nice."
"I'm not sleepy."
Vic huffed, opened his eyes and looked at his brat who was grinning at him.
Vic's eyes narrowed when he saw the look on Ben's face. He wondered what he was up to until he felt Ben's hands under the covers at the waistband of his boxers. He began to tug at them, slipping his hand inside.
"What are you doing, young man?"
"I'm just trying to think about something else," Ben said innocently.
Vic smiled back at him and found Ben's underwear and worked them down off his hips.
"That's not what I meant," Vic said, smiling at his lover.
"But, we'll sleep better..." Ben wriggled out of his shorts baring himself for his partner.
His hands remained between Vic's legs caressing him. Vic gave in and let his kisses wander over Ben's body, eliciting moans of pleasure from his partner. He pulled away long enough to retrieve the lubricant from the nightstand.
Ben moaned with pleasure when he felt his partner probing between his cheeks. Vic gently rolled Ben onto his stomach and entered him. Ben's body responded to Vic's movement inside him. The fireworks they would see later that night would not come close.
It really was a magical place.
The end.
