Part 2
Charlie flew across campus to Larry's office. When he got there it was locked so he just sat on the floor and drew his knees up to rest his hurting head until Larry arrived.
The young professor showed up not even 5 minutes later finding his charge asleep in a less than comfortable position on the floor. He shook his shoulder, "Charles."
Charlie woke up startled and quickly scrambled to his feet not able to completely conceal the fact that he got dizzy and had to steady himself with a hand on the wall.
"Come on in, Charles. I am glad you are ok. I missed you this morning." Larry said neutrally while unlocking the door.
Charlie trailed inside after his professor, "Larry, I am really, really sorry I wasn't there. We overslept. I didn't mean to worry you."
"Charles, sit down please." Larry gestured at the chair in front of his desk and sat down himself, "Tell me why you overslept."
Charlie was a bit thrown off by that, "Well, uhm … we stayed out kinda late, I guess."
"I see. How late exactly did you stay out?" Larry inquired.
Charlie blushed and looked away, "One or two am I think."
Larry had a hard time not to react to the obvious lie. "One or two am, I see. So how come you overslept a 10 am commitment then? You don't usually sleep this much, I don't think."
"Maybe I was just tired and we did stay up a bit longer after we got in." Charlie looked very uncomfortable, "I am really sorry."
Larry shook his head in disbelief, "I see. Well tell me this Charles. If you got in at one or two am how is it possible that people saw you and Don walking around campus and enter your dormitory at five am this morning?"
"Uhm," Charlie looked at the floor blushing, "I don't know."
"Charles, you know the rules and you know how I feel about lying. Before you make it any worse for yourself I suggest you tell me what happened last night. The truth." Larry decided that the stern approach might move things along faster.
"Okay, okay, we went to dinner and then to a bar where we played pool and talked to some people and they invited us to go to a party which we went to and then I guess we only got back at five. We just had fun - nothing happened. I promise."
"Nothing happened? Nothing else you want to tell me about?" Larry inquired.
Charlie knew that he should come clean about the alcohol but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He did not want to see the disappointment in his mentor's eyes so he just shook his head.
"A lie by omission is still a lie." Larry warned.
Charlie stayed quiet looking at the floor.
"Charlie, are you really trying to sit there and expect me to believe that you did not drink last night? Because buddy, even it I didn't have three different people telling me this morning about you at that party I would have seen the signs from a mile away."
Charlie dropped his head further and whispered, "I am sorry."
"Sorry about what you did or that you go caught?" Larry asked rhetorically before continuing, "Now I have one last question, did you finish the assignment I gave you on Thursday? I can see you don't have it with you but is it ready?"
Charlie looked up in shocked surprise and just shook his head. He had completely forgotten about it.
"Ok, Charles, so let me summarize this. You didn't do the assignment I gave you, you missed a commitment you made to me months ago, you stayed out way past the time you and I agreed to, drank alcohol even though you are under age and on top of it you lied to me. Twice. Am I missing anything?" This time the question wasn't rhetorical.
"No sir." Charlie answered almost inaudible studying his shoes.
"Look at me, Charles." The professor ordered and continued after Charlie complied, "The first three things I would probably have led go with a lecture and a weeks worth of grounding but for the alcohol and lying I can't let you off the hook that easy. You have earned yourself a spanking, young man."
Charlie nodded miserably. He had assumed as much.
"On top of that you will be grounded for two weeks during which you will stay at my apartment so I can keep an eye on you. And I will be talking to your father."
If possible Charlie looked even more miserable at that.
Larry took a pity on him and said more kindly, "Charlie, it will be ok. We have an agreement and this is one of the things your parents need to know about. Your Dad will not punish you for the same thing a second time. You know that."
"I know," Charlie said quietly averting his mentor's eyes, "but he'll be disappointed. Just like you."
Larry sighed, "Yes that he will be. And yes I am too. But we'll get over it. Listen Charlie, making mistakes is part of life especially for someone your age. That's why we have this arrangement – you might be graduating college soon but that doesn't mean you can't or won't act like any other 16 year old. And just like any other 16 year old you'll have to live with the consequences if you mess up. You understand that, don't you?"
Charlie nodded feeling ashamed of himself. He should not have lied to Larry. And he shouldn't have taken the drinks at the party behind Don's back.
"Okay kid," Larry continued, "I am giving you one choice. We can take care of your spanking now or it can wait until after your brother leaves. It's up to you."
The young genius thought about it for a moment. Putting it off sounded nice but he realized that he did not want this hanging over his head. So he just mumbled, "Better now."
Larry looked at him serious for a moment before saying, "Okay then." Opening the bottom drawer of his desk he took out a wooden ruler and laid it on the table before getting up to lock the door.
Charlie looked at the ruler with contempt. Typically Larry just spanked him with his hand and reserved the ruler for really serious infractions. It was long and wide and heavy and stung like hell – he hated it with a passion. But even more he hated the fact that he messed up bad enough that the man he deeply respected and admired thought this was necessary.
After Larry locked the door he came back and put a hand on Charlie's shoulder, "Come on, you know the drill."
Charlie sighed and stood up to walk into what they called the 'library' followed by Larry who had picked up the ruler again. The 'library' was really a small separate room originally intended for storage that wasn't accessible from the hallway. The professor however had turned it into a quaint little reading room with a desk and a sofa he sometimes slept on. Charlie often came by and did his homework in here while Larry met with students during office hours. The 'library' also offered enough privacy and a homey atmosphere that Larry though were necessary if he had to punish Charlie and did not want to wait until he could get him to his own apartment.
Both of them made their way to the couch where Larry sat down and Charlie stood shamefacedly and somewhat hesitant to his right.
"Charles!" the professor warned in order to remind Charlie what was expected of him.
The young student sighed and quickly opened his jeans and pushed them down to his knees. Larry did not waste any time to guide the teenager over his lap and start spanking him firmly with his hand – the ruler had been put on the arm rest for the time being.
He made sure that his swats covered all of Charlie's backside down to the top of his tights. After about 20 solid spanks Charlie started to breath heavily and squirm on his lap. The professor took a short break to take his charge's boxer shorts down and expose his by now deep pink backside.
"No, please Larry. Not bare …" Charlie begged.
"Oh yes." Larry scolded as he resumed the spanking on the bare behind in front of him, "This is serious."
After a few hard spanks to Charlie's exposed sit spot the young student started to cry softly.
"Tell me" SPANK "why you deserve" SPANK "this spanking!" SPANK SPANK SPANK Larry ordered while slowing down and easing up on the swats a bit to allow Charlie to think.
"Because … Ow" SPANK "I drank alcohol" SPANK "and … I overslept" SPANK "because I stayed out" SPANK "too late …please Larry" SPANK "and I didn't do my homework" SPANK
By now Charlie was seriously crying. His backside was on fire and Larry had not even used the ruler yet.
"What else?" Larry cued him with three swats to his upper tights.
SPANK SPANK SPANK
"Ow … I lied" SPANK "to you" SPANK SPANK SPANK
Larry stopped spanking to give the wayward young man over his knees a moment to catch his breath while he picked up the ruler. Charlie knew what was going on and turned his head to look at his mentor, "How many?" he asked quietly tears streaming down his face.
Larry's heart about stopped at the pitiful question and he seriously thought about letting him off without using the ruler. He never liked having to spank Charlie and was thankful that it wasn't necessary very often. But then he thought about what could have happened if the boys had been caught and what could happen if Charlie didn't learn his lesson today and gathered his resolve.
"Twelve," he answered while rubbing small circles on Charlie's back, "six for lying and six for drinking alcohol."
Charlie did not say anything to that even though he was pretty sure that he'd never gotten more than six with the ruler before. After a last pleading look he just turned around and grabbed a pillow to hide his face in.
Larry sighed and decided to get it over with. He raised his hand and brought the ruler down three times in the middle of the upturned backside in front of him.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
Charlie squirmed and kicked his legs to avoid the punishment.
Holding him firmly around the middle Larry added another three smacks to Charlie's sit spot.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
The young man sobbed heavily and squirmed even more trying to get away from hated ruler.
"I know this hurts, buddy, but you need to hold still and accept your punishment." Larry encouraged, "We are almost done."
Charlie forced himself to stop moving and hugged the pillow tight. Larry raised the ruler again and gave Charlie the last six smacks in quick succession.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
The chastised young man had gone limp over his lap and simply sobbed. Larry pulled his boxer shorts back up and just let him cry while rubbing circles on his back. After Charlie calmed a bit the professor helped him up and went to put the ruler away and give Charlie a moment to adjust his clothing.
As he came back he gathered the still crying teenager in his arms and spoke softly to him, "You are okay. Just let it out, buddy."
"I am sorry, Larry. I won't ever go to a party or drink again." Charlie promised after he got his crying under control.
"I know. And you can go to parties just let me know beforehand like we agreed to and stay away from alcohol until you are old enough, ok?" Larry said kindly.
Charlie nodded giving his mentor a teary smile.
"And no more lying, right?" Larry inquired with mock sternness.
"No." Charlie shook his head vigorously.
"Alright kid, do you want to lie down for a bit before going back?" the professor offered.
Charlie nodded and laid down on his stomach happy that Larry pulled up a chair next to the couch to stay with him.
Fifteen minutes later he got back up not wanting to leave Don alone for too long. Before saying good bye he gave Larry a quick little hug and asked timidly, "I know I am grounded but with Don here, do we have to tell him?"
"No, we don't and we won't start your grounding until he leaves tomorrow night. I want you to enjoy your time with your brother – just in more legal ways." Larry smiled.
"Thanks, Larry."
"No problem kid." The professor ruffled his hair with a smile and continued, "I know we said we'd have lunch today but maybe you'd like to take a nap or something and we have dinner instead?"
Charlie had forgotten about the lunch plans and was thankful for Larry's proposal. It was already close to noon and he really couldn't imagine having to sit and eat and make conversation right now so he nodded and said, "That sounds good."
"Alright, then why don't the two of you meet me here at seven?" Larry proposed as he walked his charge to the door.
Charlie agreed and said good bye before heading to a bathroom to wash his face. He really did not want his brother to know that he had gotten spanked.
When he got back to the dorm after a slow walk across campus he found Don showered, changed and reading a magazine on the floor. He looked up at him with a concerned expression, "Hey buddy, you have been gone a while."
"Yeah, sorry about that." Charlie responded.
"Oh you don't have to be sorry. Did you get in a lot of trouble?" Don asked worriedly.
"Well, Larry wasn't happy but I guess that was to be expected. It's ok. Anyway," Charlie continued trying to change the subject, "we agreed that we'd do dinner instead of lunch. I hope that's ok."
"Sure, fine with me. Are you sure you are ok?" Don was still concerned. It looked like Charlie had been crying and he was walking somewhat stiffly. Don wondered if the professor had spanked his little brother but that couldn't be, could it?
"I am fine. Just my head hurts. I guess it wasn't such a great idea to drink yesterday." Charlie said giving him a fake smile.
"Why don't you take a shower and then a nap? That'll make you feel better. And I'll get you some water and more aspirin." Don proposed.
Charlie looked at him with a little frown, "It's ok. I don't want you bored here while I sleep."
Don got up and took his brother by the shoulders, "It's no problem kid. I am sure I find something to do for a couple hours. Come on take a shower." With these words he turned Charlie around and gave him a little push towards the bathroom.
As Charlie turned on the shower Don got some more water and aspirin. He went into the bathroom to leave both for Charlie and was shocked that even through the frosted glass doors it was pretty obvious that his brother had indeed gotten a spanking. Don was seething. This guy had no right to do this.
Not wanting to embarrass Charlie he left the bathroom quickly and just left him a note saying that he'd check out the campus some more and would be back in 2 hours to give Charlie some time for a nap.
In reality he made his way to Professor Fleinhardt's office hoping he'd find the man there to give him a piece of his mind. And he was in luck – or so he thought. Without knocking he pushed the door open forcefully and the professor was indeed sitting at his desk looking up startled to find the older Eppes brother entering his office without any formalities.
Slamming the door shut behind him the young man angrily made his way towards the professor shouting, "Who do you think you are, you bastard? I saw what you did to Charlie - you had no right. I should make him call the police. All he did was missing your stupid lecture. You'll never come near my brother again..."
Don took a breath mid-rant. He knew that we should not speak like this to anybody but he was so mad that he could hardly control himself. He started pacing in front of the professors desk and was about to start a new barrage of insults when Larry stood up and surprisingly calm told him, "Donald, I suggest you sit down and we discuss this like adults. If you can't do that then you are free to call your Dad right now and tell him what you just told me."
Don stopped pacing and looked at the professor dumbfounded. Opening his mouth to give an angry retort he was interrupted with a stern, "Sit and be quiet" accompanied by a finger point to the chair.
Taken aback by the strict tone he did as he was told. Larry just looked at him for a long time and waited until Don calmed down somewhat before he started speaking quietly, "When your mom moved back to California during Charlie's sophomore year she only did so because your parents, Charlie and I made a commitment. We agreed that I would act as somewhat of a mentor or surrogate parent or however you want to call it. So whenever Charlie needs help or just someone to talk he comes to me. He checks in with me at least once a day and let's me know where he is going if it's outside of his normal routine. We have dinners together and he's got a key to my apartment and all my phone numbers in case anything ever comes up. Our deal also included that I would be here to take care of the less pleasant sides of 'parenting' should the need arise."
Larry Fleinhardt looked at the young man in front of him and could see some of the anger melting away. As Don nodded his understanding the professor continued, "You know your brother and luckily it is not necessary for me to discipline him often but yes today I spanked him. I believe you are fully aware that he did a lot more than just 'miss my stupid lecture' – since last night he has broken a number of rules we have set for him the worst being drinking alcohol and lying to me."
Don closed his eyes in dismay. When he opened them back up he felt the professor looking expectantly at him, "This is all my fault." He said quietly.
"How is it your fault, Donald?" Larry asked simply.
Don explained what happened the previous night including his brothers' shyness about approaching the girls and offering him beer for the first time which in Don's mind directly led to Charlie drinking more later.
Larry sighed, "You have shown terrible judgment last night. No matter the reason you should not allow your 16 year old brother to drink. He looks up to you and you essentially told him that it is ok for him to wash away his insecurities with alcohol. I expect you to have a talk with him about that."
Don nodded miserably and said, "I know. I was already planning to. And I am sorry about the way I talked to you. I should have asked questions first."
"Yes you should have my boy. But it is quite alright. You were just trying to protect your little brother." The professor said kindly.
Taking a deep breath Don looked him in the eyes and said, "I feel horrible. Charlie got punished even though this is my fault …"
"Don, your brother had the opportunity to make better choices and you certainly didn't make him drink as much as he did nor did you make him lie to me."
Don winced, "He lied?"
The professor nodded, "However, I do agree with you that it isn't completely fair for you to get off scot free while Charlie got a spanking. I had planned to talk to your Dad anyway to let him know what is going on. Why don't we call him together now?"
Don blanched a bit but bravely nodded. Barely audible he said, "I will not see my Dad for at least another week. I am visiting some friends in New York after I leave here." He was pretty sure how his Dad would address his behavior. And it wasn't like getting a spanking from his Dad scared him that much - even though it would be embarrassing at his age - but he hated the idea of having it hanging over his head until he got back to LA.
Larry looked at him sympathetically, "Let's just call him and if you want to and if he agrees we can take care of it here."
Taking a deep breath Don nodded and while Larry dialed his parent's phone number said quietly, "I think my Dad would like to hear this from me."
"I am sure you are right." Larry agreed as he waited for someone to pick up the phone.
"Alan, this is Larry Fleinhardt. How are you doing?"
Don could only hear the professor's side of the conversation.
"No, no they are both alright. But we do have a situation here that I think you should be aware of. I have Don with me who would like to talk to you."
After listening to Alan Eppes' answer the professor handed Don the phone and listened to him honestly and completely recap the events of last night and this morning. He was impressed with the level of maturity he heard from the young man. Don even told his Dad about the way he spoke to Larry – something the professor would not even have mentioned.
At the end of his tale Don looked relieved and miserable at the same time. It was now Larry's turn to listen to a one-sided conversation.
"Yes, sir. I know"
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"I will."
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"I understand but that won't be till next week."
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"He said if you agreed."
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"Yes Dad. I am really sorry."
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"Thanks. Love you too."
After these words Don handed the phone back to Larry.
"Larry, I am sorry. I would never have imagined my sons behaving this way. I will certainly have a talk with Charlie later." Alan Eppes apologized.
"I understand. But please be assured that Charles has already been punished. I don't think he'll do anything like this again anytime soon." The professor responded.
"Thank you. I know you don't like doing this. I wish I could be there to deal with them."
"Don't worry about it. It's part of the package." Larry smiled softly.
"Now I hate to have to ask you this but I think Don should be punished as well. Only he won't be home for a while and I don't think he deserves having to wait that long. I fully understand if you don't want to do this. I can find a different way ..." Alan Eppes felt bad for pushing his fatherly duties on the professor who already helped them so much with Charlie but he also hated the idea of making Don wait.
Larry sighed before he answered, "I agree he does not deserve that. I think in a weird way he had his heart in the right place and just went the wrong way about it. I will talk to him and if he agrees we'll deal with it now. I will give you a call later."
After saying their good byes the two man hung up and Larry turned his attention back to Don who did not look too happy.
"Don, your father agrees that you deserve some punishment but neither of us want to make you wait for it. So if you are ready to accept a spanking from me we can take care of it right now." The professor said seriously.
Don just nodded – relieved to get it over with but apprehensive about being spanked by a virtual stranger. On the other hand this man played a big part in his brother's life and was obviously trusted by the rest of his family. "Does Charlie have to know about this?" he asked uncharacteristically shy.
"No, he doesn't unless you wish to tell him yourself. And the same goes the other way around – I don't think you should mention what you learned here today unless he confides in you on his own."
"Yes sir. I won't." Don promised.
Larry went to lock the door. As he came back he fished the ruler out of his desk again and beckoned Don to stand. Sighing he said, "Let's get this over with." and guided Don with a hand on his back into the 'library'. He certainly had not ever imagined having to do this twice in one day – Charlie usually did not require this form of correction but every few months – let alone disciplining anyone besides his 16 year old charge.
As they made their way to the couch Larry could see a look of utter humiliation cross the young man's face. The professor realized that he could not punish a 21 year old he barely knew the same way as he did Charlie. So he said kindly, "Am I right to assume that you'd be more comfortable over the back of the couch than over my knees?"
Don nodded vigorously with a thankful expression and walked around the couch quickly as if worrying that the older man would change his mind. Then he stood there a bit unsure of what to do next.
Larry cued him with a serious, "The pants will have to come down, son."
The older Eppes brother blushed but pushed his jeans down to his knees quickly. As Larry stepped to his left side he turned his head and asked softly, "How many?"
The professor had a hard time schooling his features – apparently the brothers were not that different after all. However, he had not really made up his mind yet so he just said, "Enough to deter you from giving your brother alcohol ever again. Now bend over please."
Don complied still blushing and Larry put a reassuring hand on the small of his back – more to provide contact than to actually hold him down. Both men knew that if Don chose to fight the spanking Larry was about to give him there wasn't much the older man could do. But Don had no intention of fighting, for one he had started to respect his brother's mentor and for another he knew that he'd have to deal with his Dad in that case.
After putting the ruler aside for the time being – Larry was not willing to use it without some kind of warm up – the professor raised his hand and brought it down sharply on the upturned backside in front of him. Quickly a second and a third spank followed. Don was surprised by the strength the slight man could put into the swats. This did not bode well for his rear end.
After a minute or so of firm hand spanks the heat really started to build and Don had a hard time keeping quiet. He desperately tried to ignore the fact that at 21 years old he was getting a spanking – and a deserved one no less. Ashamed of himself he vowed to take this as well as he could. However, after another minute he really could not help a few grunts and yelps from escaping. That is when the spanking suddenly stopped and he could more feel than see Larry picking up the ruler. He closed his eyes in dismay.
Larry did not plan on spanking Don all that hard – after all the kid already knew what he did wrong and had made no attempt to get out of it – but he did want the lesson to stick. So he raised the ruler and let it fall three times on Don's boxer clad backside.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
Then he started to lecture. "Under no circumstances" SMACK "is it okay for you" SMACK "to give your 16 year old brother" SMACK "alcohol" SMACK
Don could not help a few tears from escaping and softly rocking on his feet to alleviate some of the sting. The professor used his movements to push him further over the back of the couch and gain better access to the under curve of his backside.
"I expect you" SMACK "to talk to Charlie" SMACK "about this" SMACK "and make it clear" SMACK "that this was a one time thing" SMACK "Do you understand?" SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Yes, sir" Don hurried to agree.
With that the professor stopped the spanking and put the ruler aside. He let Don lay over the back of the couch some more to collect his emotions – he had been crying softly but was no where near out of control. As soon as the young man indicated he wanted up Larry helped him stand and then discretely turned to give him some privacy to adjust his clothing.
Turning back around the professor was relieved that the kid had already stopped crying. He wasn't entirely sure if Don would appreciate a hug but decided that despite his age a little comfort should always be offered after a punishment.
The young man accepted the embrace gratefully but quickly pulled away slightly embarrassed. The professor kept a hand on his shoulder regardless and asked, "Are you okay?"
Don nodded and then apologized again, "I am really sorry for the way I acted."
"I know. You are forgiven, kid. I am proud of you for owning up to your mistakes the way you did. Hopefully your brother will take after you in this regard as he gets older." The professor smiled at him kindly.
Don returned a proud little smile at hearing these words. Not many people besides his parents ever said that Charlie should be like him in anything.
"Do you want to stay here for a nap?" Larry offered.
Don blushed but agreed, "If you don't mind. I should only be back with Charlie in an hour or so."
"No problem. Just lay down." Larry gestured at the couch.
After Don did so Larry went to get a blanket and covered the young man before he drifted off to sleep.
Later that night the three of them had a very nice dinner. At first the boys were a bit quiet but soon the evening was filled with banter and stories from the Eppes brother's childhood and Charlie's college experiences. The professor had to smile to himself at the fact that his young charge was having a hard time sitting still but was completely oblivious to the fact that even his older brother let out a little yelp when he first sat down. He supposed it wasn't entirely fair to take them to a restaurant with hard wooden benches but that should have been more than made up by the excellent food and company.
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