Turned on by hearing that someone was going to be spanked.

I was watched by different families after school while I waited for my dad to pick me up. One family had a boy my age ( 8 ) , and the dad told me to look in a drawer that was next to me. I opened it to see a paddle. The dad nodded his head and the boy's face turned red. I felt flushed too. There were reminders about that the "drawer" might have to be opened if we didn't behave.

One day at the doctor's office, a mother told her son that he was going to be spanked when they got home. I looked at him, and he turned red with embarrassment. He was older than me, and I was turned on thinking about him getting spanked.

Parents often made threats that their kids ignored, but one of my friends ignored them too long, and his mom left the room and returned with a switch and told me to go outside. I heard the results of that threat.

Sometimes I tried to find out if my friends were really spanked, and sometimes they enjoyed telling me the intimate details which got me excited. By junior high our story telling sometimes led to masturbation together, but it always let to masturbation when I was alone.

I have another experience that I would like to relate. I was camping with my boy scout troop, and we were sleeping in two person tents. But before getting to sleep, some guys across from us started throwing rocks, pine cones and dirt clods at our tent. We gathered whatever we could and began throwing stuff back at them. OOPS!!! Someone got hit with a rock and went to the troop leader because he was bleeding. The troop leader was my tent mate's dad, and he was furious! He got us all assembled, and began shouting at us about being foolish and not being responsible scouts. Then he questioned everyone to find out who it was who threw the rock that hit the boy. It turned out to be his son! Well, he told his son that he would be getting the worst spanking that he had every gotten when they got home. Then he sent us all back to our tents to SLEEP! Poor Billy, he was crying when we got back in our sleeping bags. I was shaken up by the accident, but I still had to ask Billy how his dad spanked him, and I couldn't help but get a bit turned on as he told me how his dad stripped off his pants and strapped his bare butt with a leather strap. I felt that I had better make up a story to help him feel less alone, so, I told him my dad made me strip naked in the living room with others watching while I got the belt. It wasn't true, but he stopped crying.

I’m not sure “turned on” is the right word, because I don’t remember arousal. I do remember intense, almost obsessive interest in hearing about others’ spankings while feigning total disgust and trying to pretend I didn’t get spanked (too cool). Of particular interest were stories of girls getting spanked.

My first memory is a discussion with my babysitter and another boy about how we got spanked. Later on there were other discussions and they are very distinct memories. Probably the most interesting and frightening of all was learning that my parents’ friend’s’ daughters both got spanked, the oldest being 16. It was fun and a bit tantalizing to imagine her getting it, but also scary knowing that 16 years old was not too old, and that being the case, I could get spanked at 16! A textbook in Sociology class said that 50% of high school seniors reported being spanked. I don’t remember what else it said positive or negative, but remember the statistic.

I know it will sound horrible but I recall masturbating to the tune of my sister getting spanked next door (poor noise insulation).

I to use to masturbate to the sound of someone getting a spanking. Also after having witnessed one I would later, in the privacy of my bedroom, do so as well.

I think I was when I was a kid. Before I could associate it with anything sexual. Spanking was so common back then, that sometimes I didn't pay much attention to it, unless it was a girl getting it. I would listen to her getting spanked and I had great interest in hearing a girl talk about getting spanked.

Fast forward to high school and meeting my girlfriend who was not ashamed to admit that she would get spanked if she got in trouble it was instant wood. It never happened while I was dating her, it did happen the summer before I met her and she would get threatened by her mom and that was a major turn on. I was confused by it but it was still a major turn on.

I remember becoming aroused from seeing my sister being spanked. Hearing it was going to happen had a slightly arousing effect too.

I wouldn't say that I was turned on by hearing that someone was going to be spanked but it sure did pique my interest and grab my attention. In my neighborhood growing up, virtually every boy and most girls were put over a parental lap for a sound spanking now and again and again. Oftentimes, before air-conditioning, in the summertime, you might hear through of screened window one of your friends howling as a parent whalloped their bare backside. I never would forego an opportunity to pause and listen or even sometime get a peak at the event. Sometimes you might be playing at a friend house and actually see a friend or a friend's sibling get a spanking or at minimum hear them howling through the bedroom door. I was also very interested and very attentive.

I went to quite a draconian boys school where they used the cane.

Curiously, often when caning was mentioned, I would get an erection. This was before I had any concept of sexual arousal or what erections were about. So, in a sense, I was "turned on", even if I didn't know what that meant.

I was also interested to see the welt marks on boys' bottoms in the changing room.

This interest, however, didn't develop into a fetish in my case.

I've told this story before but a good story is always worth repeating!

I was about 7 or 8 and playing in our backyard. Suddenly I heard loud sobbing and a distinctive SMACK SMACK SMACK that had to be hand on a bare bottom, and a kid's quavering sobbing voice yelling "I won't do it again daddy!!" over and over.

I found it both frightening, exciting and yes arousing. I was already jerking off and fantasizing about spankings at that age, and this definitely added fuel to the fire, so to speak.

The other exciting aspect was that it certainly had to be a kid I knew, but I had no idea who it might be, and never found out.

A couple of other memories: in 7th grade I was leaving a classroom at the end of class, and two girls entering for the next class passed by me. They were talking and the one said to the other "Why'd you get a spanking?" Man I would have liked to have heard the rest of that convo.

Some time around the same age, another kid in school once asked me if my mom ever spanked me. I was too embarassed to admit that she had. Looking back I wish I'd told him the truth - it could have been a pretty interesting convo!

I find it intriguing when someone is about to get spanked, it excites me and gives me hunger for knowledge what's it for, was it bad, was it good, tell me everything, I want to know!

@bungeman Growing up we always shared our spanking experiences with each other and made comparisons

I sometimes am intrigued when I hear parents say something like "wait until we get home" or "do you want a spanking"; not that I hear it often.

@oldskoolotk

I’m not sure “turned on” is the right word, because I don’t remember arousal. I do remember intense, almost obsessive interest in hearing about others’ spankings while feigning total disgust and trying to pretend I didn’t get spanked (too cool). Of particular interest were stories of girls getting spanked.

This was me, but as I got older arousal became part of it. Now as an adult it really depends on the context, but I’m at least always interested.

I never forget being at a friend's house across the street. I believe I was sent there because my mom went to the store and my mom had my friends mom look after me. I probably was maybe 5 or 6 at the time. My friend when I was there must have done something wrong. He probably did something to his sister. Can't remember much of what he actually did but I remember his mom took him into the bathroom and my friend I could here start to cry and fuss. Then I heard smack smack smack and my friend yelling and crying and saying no no no. I had a odd feeling in my stomach hearing my friend getting spanked. I really had no understanding of it at this age. I in a way I felt sorry for my friend getting spanked while I was over his house. After he got out of the bathroom he was still crying and his mom told him that he needs to not do what he did again.... Then we both went back to our playing...

When I was young if I heard a threat I don’t think I thought much about it, as usually it was just a threat of a smack there and then.

The only time I got turned on at the hint of it was when I had just finished school and I saw a lad not dissimilar in age with his father. His dad was clearly angry with him and had gripped him by the upper arm and was guiding firmly into his car, whilst scolding him. I instantly got erect at the thought he was due a spanking when he got home and needed to deal with that pretty promptly.

I’ve heard threats since, including quite vivid ones, but usually mostly just felt sorry for the one on the receiving end.