Spanking arousal when growing up?

I never got an erection while being spanked but I did watching others, especially when it was bare bottom. Once me and two of my cousins got a spanking at about age 11 or 12. My female cousin got hers first and I got hard watching her get her bare bottom tanned. I went next and my erection went away quickly as I got my swats. After I was done I got hard again as my male cousin dropped his pants and got his lickin, even though my butt was still stinging.

Were you able to see your cousin's privates and, if you were, could you tell if she was aroused too?

All I could see was her bare bottom. I don't know if she was aroused, but I doubt it at that age.

When I was 16, closer to 17, this started to happen. I didnt say anything about it, but I didn't have to. My mom would have me strip naked and lay across her lap for a long, hard paddling for any number of minor offenses. After about 5 swats I would start to get hard. She lectured me in a scolding voice as she spanked me, acting like she didn't even notice my throbbing penis against her thigh. It was common for me to shoot my load but for her to keep spanking me. I both loved and hated the humiliation that followed, being spanked until I was crying like a baby. She did this to me on the night of my senior prom, in front of my date, who did the same thing in the wee hours of the next morning.

When I was 9, me and some of the kids in the neighborhood would play a game where anyone who "accidentally" used a swear word would get a spanking. The girl who created the game, Paula, was a true spanko at a very early age. It was decided that the punishment would be 3 paddle swats for each offense. The guilty party would have to stand in front of the rest of the kids, hands on knees for his/her punishment. Well, it didn't take long before I was caught using the "s" word. As I stood in position for my swats, I noticed that I was getting very hard - I didn't understand it at the time though.

No, not until my puberty, when I was no longer spanked at home! I dreamed about girls / women spanking me, not my parents! Then I met my soon to be wife, she tok to spanking me like a duck to water! That was 45 years ago!

Definitely not at the time. If I was being spanked back then it was because I was in big trouble, and that meant nerves and shame were far more in my mind than anything else. Later, perhaps, there might have been different feelings...

I got a very embarrassing erection once when caned at school. It was in a grammar school in 1968 and I was 16 years old at the time. Cheekily I wolf whistled at a very beautiful young lady teacher. She was a stunner dressed in a tight skirt which wiggled as she walked. She turned to see who had done it so I ducked around a corner. Sadly I realised too late that the senior mistress was stood there. She immediately demanded to know what I was doing. By this time the lady teacher had found us. She was blushing and obviously I was in big trouble.

I was marched to the senior misstress's office. I was told I was to get caned severely. I watched as a chair was placed in the middle of the room. The senior mistress removed the senior cane from the cupboard and started writing in the punishment book. The lady teacher was also present. I was ordered to remove my trousers and blazer. I realised I was aroused and was very embarrassed. I was told to drop my pants and bend over the back of the chair. I did so and blushed as I realised both ladies were watching me closely. The senior mistress rolled my shirt up out of the way before starting the caning.

I got 6 hard strokes of the cane and tears were rolling down my face at the end. At the end I was told to stand and apologise to the lady teacher. She got a full eyeful as I faced her with my shirt still rolled up. The senior mistress made a comment about putting it away and I pulled my shirt down. I was then told to get dressed before being lectured and dismissed.

It was so embarrassing and I blushed every time I saw either of the two ladies for the next few weeks.

In the French philosopher J.J. Rouseau's "Confessions" he talks about his cousin and him getting spanked as somewhat older boys by an aunt that he had a secret crush on. When he was allowed to stand up after the spanking, which left him red and stimulated, she remarked with surprise, he writes, that "Oh, he was a big boy." Her spankings stopped then and there but an eighteen year old girl in the house took to punishing him lightly like a "schoolteacher" and, although he assured us it was quite "innocent", notes that she took the "utmost liberties." He mentions this later and apparently it was a seminal (no pun intended) sexual experience for him--and this was in the 1700s.

In the French philosopher J.J. Rouseau's "Confessions" he talks about his cousin and him getting spanked as somewhat older boys by an aunt that he had a secret crush on. When he was allowed to stand up after the spanking, which left him red and stimulated, she remarked with surprise, he writes, that "Oh, he was a big boy."

Off the cuff here, I believe he also confessed to being an inveterate masturbator, having what we would now called a masturbation addiction. Of course he may have just been writing about his 'self-help' activities and comparing them to what his contemporaries would have considered normal behavior, which at the time did include enormous doses of hypocrisy and pretense at being morally better than people normally are. Meaning that while everybody masturbated just like we now know, it wasn't a subject much discussed except in roundabout and alluded to ways ...

I bet Jean-Jacques would have been an excellent member here on zity, had he ever made it through the intervening centuries ... ha ha.

I know this is off the subject of the thread, but I didn't know that about Rouseau. Of course Rouseau was Swiss but he lived his life in Paris where virtually everything was on the table. In the 1700s and 1800s the unofficial gathering spot for the prostitutes of Paris was the courtyard in front of the Notre Dame cathedral and cardinals and bishops routinely had mistresses. When religion and sex cannot coexist this happily, as in Victorian England and American puritanism, that is when, I think anyway, you see hypocrisy and abuse ramp up. I spent eight years in Catholic parochial school and knew first hand many elderly nuns who seemed to have foregone not only sex but love and charity, especially towards children.

I know this is off the subject of the thread, but I didn't know that about Rouseau. Of course Rouseau was Swiss but he lived his life in Paris where virtually everything was on the table. In the 1700s and 1800s the unofficial gathering spot for the prostitutes of Paris was the courtyard in front of the Notre Dame cathedral and cardinals and bishops routinely had mistresses.

Churches in large cities from Medieval times onward, were often as much social center as a place of worship. It was a place where anyone could go and mingle, meet other people, discuss matters of business, family or indeed, negotiate for sex with the 'professionals' or meet up with paramours. We get this image of devout quietness and solemness in churches and cathedrals, mainly from movies and TV no doubt. But a large cathedral in cities like Paris, Antwerp, Cologne, London is usually abuzz with groups of people walking about, talking, discussing things or just admiring the art. Even now in southern cities you can see the same thing. I've been to the cathedral in Zaragoza often enough and the place is at times almost like a train station, people coming and going, baptisms and weddings being held while group members slip out for a cigarette, coffee or brandy, or even take it inside with them (not the cigarettes anymore though 😃 ). Tourists abound of course and it's a good place to cool off in the summer too.

Where else a better place to ply the oldest profession?

That's Rousseau, not Rouseau.

I do not know whether this is the same person that you refer to as an "aunt", but there is a very famous fragment from Rousseau where he recounts being spanked as a child by a young woman called Miss Lambercier, I think the daughter of a pastor. The young lady became embarrassed when she realized that he was actually enjoying that.

Funny enough, this fragment is sometimes used in classes in French secondary education, so teachers have to explain sexual enjoyment from being spanked.

Spankings were a VERY normal part of growing up in the rural town where I was born and raised. Pretty much every kid was spanked by parents, other adult family members (including significantly older siblings), teachers/principals, babysitters, coaches, and friends' parents. There wasn't anything overtly sexual about spankings for me until a specific paddling that I received at about the age of eleven, in the sixth grade. I don't even recall experiencing any full-blown erections prior to this paddling.

A next door neighbor friend of mine (a 6th grade girl) and I walked home from school together. When we arrived home on this particular day, neither her mom nor my mom were home, so we went to the tree house in my backyard to hang out. Lori (names changed to protect the guilty) was very fun, sweet, and definitely an early bloomer, and most of the 6th grade boys had a crush on her (including me, even though she and I had been friends pretty much since birth). We started playing "Truth or Dare" and one thing led to another, and before we knew it, I was wearing only my underpants and she was wearing only her bra and panties.

It was at this point, while I was figuring out how to unhook Lori's bra (and was starting to experience my first real erection), that her older sister (Becky, a 16 year old sophomore in high school) poked her head into the tree house and said, "The two of you are in hugh trouble! Lori, do you want me to handle this now, or have dad handle it tonight?" I'm pretty sure that Becky had been spying on us for awhile and was waiting to catch us at just the right moment. And, looking back on it, I'm pretty sure that Becky was an established and experienced Spanko by the age of 16.

Lori responded, "Please, don't tell daddy! You can spank me." At this point, Becky turned to me... "Well young man, I can't let you off the hook. But I can't spank Lori, not tell our parents, and then tell your parents about this, because your parents will tell our parents, and then I will get my ass paddled. This is only going to work if I punish both of you."

I really wasn't thrilled about having Becky spank me. She had babysat for me when I was younger, and I knew that her spankings were just as bad as my dad's (which is saying a lot). But before I could even fully contemplate my answer, Lori pleaded with tears in her eyes, "Please don't let her tell my dad... Please let her spank us!" Of course, I agreed.

At this point, Lori's bra had been unhooked in back, but was still dangling from her shoulders. "Take off the bra.", Becky said to Lori. "Not in front of John!", said Lori. "Don't be ridiculous, you were just in the process of letting him remove it.", said Becky. I just stood there dumbfounded. I guess Lori realized that her sister was actually making perfect sense, because she actually turned to face me and then dropped her bra straps off her shoulders, removed it, handed it to me, and put her hands at her side. She later told me that, since we were going to be spanked regardless, she had decided that she wanted me to see her breasts. Becky said, "I'm gonna blister your ass, so you might as well enjoy the view. My penis started to grow and move around in my underpants, but my erection probably still wasn't noticeable yet.

"I'm going to go get the bath brush, so the two of you might as well finish what you started, and be bare by the time I get back.", said Becky. With that she was gone, and Lori and I stood facing each other. "Do you like my breasts?", asked Lori. I was only able to shake my head up and down, my heart was racing, I could feel that I was blushing, and I was aware that my partial erection was probably now noticeable through my underpants. Lori took charge... took two steps forward, knelt on her knees, and pulled my underpants down to my ankles. By the time my shorts were at my ankles, my penis was standing at respectful attention and I was experiencing the first raging hard-on of my life, about 12 inches in front of Lori's very wide-eyed face. She muttered one word... "Wow."

Lori stood up, took two steps back, and said with nervous resolve, "I'm ready." Without a word, I stepped forward, knelt, and lowered her panties to her ankles, and stared at her vagina. While I was staring, Becky climbed back into the tree house with her bath brush. She looked at me and said, "It looks like I'm gonna have to teach your naughty penis a lesson before I paddle your bottom. But I will deal with Lori first. Go stand over there and watch what's going to happen to your bottom."

Becky sat the end of the tree house bench and took Lori over her lap. "Thirty swats, Lori. You count." I just stood there, with my raging hard-on throbbing, watching the bath brush redden Lori's bottom. I was amazed at how still Lori remained, accepting her punishment. After, the 30th swat, Lori was crying uncontrollably, but remained still until Becky said, "Okay, Lori... go stand where John is... and YOU... come stand in front of me."

When I was standing in front of Becky, and I put my hands over my genitals, she said, "Put those hands behind your head, young man." I obeyed. "Do you think it is appropriate to have an erection when you're naked to receive a spanking?", she asked. I really had no idea what the correct answer was, but I knew she was expecting me to say no, and I figured I should say it respectfully, so I answered, "No ma'am". She said, "I don't want your penis enjoying your trip over my lap, stop your erection right now." I was dumbfounded again, and responded, "I can't, ma'am".

"Well, if you don't have any self discipline regarding your penis, then I will discipline your penis for you." So, as I stood there naked, with my hands on my head, and my first-ever raging throbbing hard-on, Becky retrieved a tube of Ben Gay from her pocket, and dabbed it on my erect cock. I had no idea what her purpose was, but it started to sting, and I started to realize that my penis was going to pay a price for being hard.

"Okay, lay across my lap, young man." By the time I was over her lap, my penis was starting to feel like it was burning. "Thirty swats... you count, and stay still, unless you want extra swats." With that, I received closer to 40 swats (extras for squirming). And when it was over, both my ass and my limp penis were on fire!

I didn't get an erection as a rule because when I got spanked it was disciplinary reasons and I didn't think anything sexual at that time... on one occasion though I remember it was my Aunt, Moms sister who was yngr than Mom and I thought was georgeous well Mom and dad had gone out of town and I was to stay with Auntie for the long weekend...she was single at the time and had known I was spanked...well anyways I had gotten into trouble with her for not doing something she had asked and then I mouthed off to her she was furious to say the least and informed me I would be getting a spanking from her and to go to her room and wait there...I got to her room and sat at the edge of the bed then I heard her coming,didn't know what to exspect she came in scolded me good then told me to stand up as she sat on the bed I was told to lower my pants and did.... she lowered my underpants down and then it happened the cool room air her there and I got hard.... red faced as all get out her comment was that may be excited but your bottom certainly won't.... and I was put over her lap and she took her hair brush to my bare bottom.... afterwards my erection was no longer present and my bottom was sore n red.... the memories gave me many more erections though

In high school my coach paddled me over his lap when I was a big strong guy bigger than he was by far----If I needed a paddling he should have let me bend over and not be touching him---I was way too old and too big--It was on my bare butt----It hurt but I did get hard---I was totally humiliated --He did not comment on my getting hard---He just paddled my bare butt and made no comment but of course he knew and then saw----I actually thought after ward--I was going to throw up as I was so embarrassed

I wasn't spanked very often, only if I did something that would put myself in danger such as running out into the street without looking both ways or grabbing a pot from the stove. (Instead, my mom had a look that would kill and I and my friends would do anything to avoid.)

The few times I was spanked I did not get turned on, however, in my 20's I had two different boyfriends decide to spank me and got me incredibly wet and turned on from it. I was never able to convince either of them to do it again. I never felt comfortable bringing it up with other boyfriends until finding Zity. I need to feel incredibly safe and trusting of my partner before I can consider sharing my desire and the act.

Growing up I was never hard for any spanking or even after, although when I was 14 my Dad had decided I needed to be spanked i was in bed he role me over and yanked my underwear down. He raised he hand up but my mother yelled from the other room just leave him alone... I had been playing with myself and was hard although don't think my Dad knew. It was the spanking I probably needed most in my life. My bad attitude became worse and I got it into my head I was now too big to be spanked. Within a few months I was in high school and went from a straight A student to one barely scraping by... I did turn around in grade 11... but had I got a couple painful lessons i know my behavior would have been better as I was very well behave weeks and even months after Dad spanked me... I had numerous confusing erotic dreams as early as age 5 about tv personalities spanking me and often in bizarre situations and ways but I never thought of my actually spankings as in anyway sexy although the one I missed i suppose comes close.

I got it into my head I was now too big to be spanked. Within a few months I was in high school and went from a straight A student to one barely scraping by... I did turn around in grade 11...

From my take on what you describe, I would say that your bad grades came exactly from being spanked, that you resented being treated like a small child and in modern parlance, that you had issues with being spanked like an immature child. So, the last thing you needed to get back to a being a straight A student, would have been more spankings and to start being treated like a young adult.

I mean, good grief, if parents keep on treating their teenagers as if they were small children, is it any wonder the kids keep on acting like small children? It turns into a vicious circle thing ... so obvious it shouldn't even be need to be taught in psychology 101.

From my take on what you describe, I would say that your bad grades came exactly from being spanked, that you resented being treated like a small child and in modern parlance, that you had issues with being spanked like an immature child. So, the last thing you needed to get back to a being a straight A student, would have been a stop to spankings and to start being treated like a young adult.

I would disagree with you, but then I have more facts... I moved from a small school to a large one... I had a bad case of strep throat at the start of the year that caused me to miss important sections in my math class that were needed, which for whatever reason I was never able to catch up on (despite tutoring attempts but a poor tutor and when asking my teacher for help i was told if you can;t learn it in class that was my problem).. I failed my french due to a lack of aptitude for it and jumping into a language that I had never studied before (I was told my strong marks in language arts would mean I likely could pick it up). My parents were in many respects quite permissive. I did need to be grounded spanked or in some other way corrected. That did not happen, I did turn things around and became a good student again and yes without spanking. But I stand by my statement that a few more spankings would have been beneficial for me because I responded well to them...

@Agracier, we're on the same page with this one.

Yes, and yes. And the first yes is for me being the spankee, not the spanker!

Yes and yes as a confirmed spankee.

Yes, i often was erect at the start of a spanking. Nothing was said about it. i learned to enjoy post-spanking masturbation.

As a youngster, when getting spanked, the arousal came after the spanking; when the intense heat on my backside had subsided to a warm, not unpleasant glow. As an adult, well, that was and is, a different matter.....

Like others, my arousal came after a spanking. I'd lie in bed face down at first, airing my butt and gently rubbing it. That would press my penis against the mattress. Small rhythmic motions would stimulate an erection. I'd often then moved carefully onto my back to give my hands better access. I'd repeatedly clench my butt cheeks which I also found stimulating.

I'd also got aroused by witnessing others getting spanked.

Writer Simone De Beauvior writes of a woman who noted her first sexual feelings while being spanked as a girl by her father. That her first sexual feelings were through the back not the front. She notes she was often spanked but does not mention the age. De Beauvior writes of another girl who was not often punished by her father but when he did he kept going until "the blood came ". Probably a strap or a martinet. No mention of sexual feelings from her.

There are verified accounts of boys being punished bare bottom in front of school assemblies as late as the 1930's and in private in the 1950's to the 1970's. In orphanages both boys and girls until the 1990's. There is a 19th C mention of boys being thrashed in a public school in England sometimes being seen to be erect afterwards. I've never heard tell of a boy being erect after a spanking but it's not something people would talk about.

No Parental but with others that are not related .

I remember a few times during my teen years of Mom coming in my room and telling me she had to spank me for something and when she pulled my underwear down my penis would pop out erect or semi erect. She would just look at me and say that should be going away soon and it did.

Coach spanked----When in high school for disobedience coach had me come to his office for a bare ass spanking I was surprised at my age and size I had to go over his knee for my spanking I was much bigger and stronger than he---anyway I had to take it bare and over his knee In the movement during the spanking against his lap - got hard real hard----I was totally humiliated he said at the end of it "You've got a baseball bat there" Although I had a damn sore bare butt I did apprecaite what he said I sure could have done without the spanking