Dad Spanked Me & Got An Erection. Why?

The only spanking I ever got from my father came as a major shock to me.

Growing up, other than perhaps a swat on the seat of the pants, my dad never spanked me. Instead, dad was really into loud guilt-laden lectures, which I hated but endured.

Most of my friends got spanked, and not having this experience, I was always fascinated and wanted to hear about their spankings. So from time to time, we played childish spanking games.

I was 17 years old. My mother was at her service club and was to receive an award later in the day. Dad and I were going to attend. 

Attending an award ceremony at a woman's club was the last thing I wanted to do. So I spent most of the day complaining and trying to weasel out, seriously taxing Dad's patience. 

When that failed, I shifted into full passive-aggressive mode and found everything to do except get ready. Finally, dad declared that I needed to stop fooling around, take my shower and get ready to go and emphasized that he would not tell me again.

So, I relented and took a leisurely shower. Outside the door, I heard Dad say, "Get a move on" 

I was aggravated and disrespectfully responded, " Yeah. I hear you, don't rush me." 

His demand aggravated me because I had found something better to do. Still dripping wet from my shower, I was jacking off in front of the mirror.

I guess he heard that the shower was off, and he came in naked to take his shower and caught me masturbating. 

He took one look at me and angrily said, " I can't believe you were playing with yourself when I told you to get a move on." 

Dad was majorly pissed off. Before I could utter a word, he grabbed my arm, sat down on the toilet lid, and yanked me over his lap. Dad was a lot stronger than me. He kept his wood hairbrush on the bathroom counter as fate would have it. He put it to good use.

When I went over his lap, I was erect, and I felt my dick press against his groin. I tried to get up, but he had me firmly pinned down.

When the hairbrush slammed down on my wet bare butt, I started to protest. The only thing that came out of my mouth was a scream followed by, "Oh Fuck!" I could barely comprehend what was happening. 

That hairbrush repeatedly impacted my butt less than a second apart. Dad spanked nonstop. And true to form,  simultaneously, Dad also managed to launch into one of his loud, stern lectures. He commented on my selfish and thoughtless behavior and how my mother wanted us to be there.

 Having never been spanked by him, I was stunned, speechless. Of course, it didn't help that I was embarrassed over being caught masturbating. Nevertheless, I wasn't wholly mute; I managed a few whimpering " I'm sorry," "No more," and many more. "Oh Fucks."

In retrospect, the spanking probably lasted only about twenty seconds. But given the pace and intensity, twenty seconds seemed like an eternity. A wood hairbrush in the hand of a strong, angry man can do a lot to a wet bare butt in a short time. 

I knew one thing for sure. This spanking was nothing like our childhood games. My friends said their spankings hurt, but this was pure agony and humiliating as Hell.

Suddenly dad stopped. In that instant, I realized we both had erections. However, before processing this fact, he pulled up off his lap.

I grabbed my butt, and then the unthinkable happened. I cried out and ejaculated. My stream of semen hit my father's erect penis.

I was already crying from the spanking. What do you say or do in a situation such as this? I imagine my face was as red as my butt.

Dad used a towel to wipe my semen off. His penis was still semi-hard. Finally, he looked at me and calmly said, "Well, that's what you wanted to happen, and it did."

He also said, "I was angry and lost control. I shouldn't have spanked you. I'm sorry."

Dad went on to say, "I didn't spank you for masturbating; all guys do that. 

I was angry because you had been whining about your mom's award ceremony all day. It's important to her, and all you could think about was yourself. Now dry off and get your ass dressed. We're not going to be late.

I was still too stunned and embarrassed to say anything. I grabbed my towel and made a quick exit. I glanced in the mirror and saw that my butt was bright red, which was why it was stinging and burning so badly.

When I got to my room to get dressed, my mind was reeling about what had happened.

 I knew dad was truthful. It wasn't because I was masturbating. A few months earlier, he came into my room and found me masturbating. He said," You need to lock your door. It could have been your mother coming in."

I was jacking off. So I knew why I had an erection. Of course, I didn't expect the spanking. But never, in my wildest imagination, would I have thought Dad would get an erection from spanking me.

What I questioned most was why did I cum? The spanking hurt terribly. Was it because we were both naked and our dicks were touching? Did it mean we were queer? All I had was confusion and no answers. Strangely as I asked myself these questions, I started getting another erection.

I steeled myself for a long lecture during our drive to the ceremony that didn't happen. Neither of us mentioned the incident as if nothing unusual had happened.

There were two complications. The ride was uncomfortable, and sitting on a metal chair during the mother's acceptance speech was painfully unpleasant. My mother remarked that I was squirming around the whole time. My father told her that I was probably anxious to get with my girlfriend.

That evening I had a date with my girlfriend. We are sexually active, and I was concerned she would see the bruises on my butt. Fortunately, she didn't notice. So I didn't have to lie to her. There was no way I would tell her the truth had she noticed.

 I understood that the spanking was an impulsive and spontaneous action on his part in response to all my complaining and my repeated resistance to getting ready to go that day. 

But even with this realization, I still couldn't get out of my mind that he got an erection. I wanted to know why but I never dared to broach the topic. I couldn't picture myself asking if spanking my bare butt turned him on. Unfortunately, he passed away, so I'll never know. 

A few days later, I realized that having never been spanked by my dad, I liked having that experience. However, I also realized that thinking about Dad spanking me made me hard.

Now that you have read the story, I would appreciate any thoughts or opinions on why dad got an erection when he spanked me. I still ponder this question.