But I Am Still Here....Why Am I Still Here?

Dustin shook his head and looked his son in the eyes. "No, I sound like a daddy who is punishing you because you did wrong after Ah asked you to stop. I want you and Dewayne to have a good relationship. Now after this yall are going to hug and make up because I want you two to be close." He tugged down his son's boxers and sat down, pulling Devin over his knees.

Devin sighed.
"He started it by bringing Lane into this..." He prepared for the pain.

"Honey, You are aware that Aaron as the one who said that? Dewayne was simply telling him Lane was your boyfriend. You jumped on Dewayne for nothing and ya should know how he is about his momma." Dustin held the belt and swung it down one time hard on his childs ass.

Devin winced a bit but otherwise was unphased by it.

Dustin hit him again with the belt, nodding at the red whelps. "Your brother didnt say a damn thing to deserve you jumping on him, Aaron was the one you should have been mad at and I could have dealt with him too."

"Oh whatever." He cursed. "Will ya lay off? Jesus.." He muttered, rubbing his ass.

"Move your hands or im giving you two more." He warned, shaking his head and hitting him again. "Thats for talkin back to me when ahm only trying to make you stop bein an ass to yar big brother."

Devin hissed, flinching.
"Fuck... done yet?"

Dustin hit him one last time, the hardest yet. "Now ahm done smart ass." He sat the belt down and pulled his son's pants back up.

"Motherfuck." Devin's eyes stung as he stood up, glaring at his father.

Dustin stood and pulled Devin into a hug, kissing the top of his head. "Your find, and your fault for not listening."

He massaged his ass with a sigh.
"Yeah daddy.." He pecked his father's cheek.

"Now, come on, so say sorry to your brother and ill go get on to Aaron." He nodded an arm around his baby,.

"No..." he shook his head. "I didn't do shit..."

"Devin, yes. You look at me. Dewayne didnt do anything wrong. You jumped on him for what Aaron said. You will apologize....Or ill tell you, You wont have no respect from me. I raise my kids to admit when they are wrong and you were wrong."

Devin glared.
"Fine." His father's respect was everything...

Dustin smiled and kissed his temple. "Thats my little cowboy." He winked

He sighed and nodded at his father, stepping out of the room and looking for Dewayne.

Dewayne was seething, looking at his busted up mouth and bruised throat, wondering how he would explain this to David?

And when he did explain it, David would fly off the handle...

Dewayne was going home, he was pissed and he didnt wanna see Devin or his father anymore.

"Dewayne!" Devin called with a sigh as he looked around.

Dewayne passed him, stomping over to the door and leaving in a huff.

"Daddy I tried!" Devin sighed at his father.

Dustin gave him that certain look and nodded at the door.
"Devin..."