"It wasn’t my fault, the girl at Mickey D’s took forever to get my order.." Sydney stopped suddenly, and cursed his big mouth. 

"Mickey… Sydney!! You are NOT to eat there, that junk is TERRIBLE for you!!"

Sydney’s hands went to cover his bottom as his tears began anew. "I - I - I" Sydney began, but that was about as far as he got. Tony looked at his watch and sighed, with one hand on each shoulder he turned Sydney around and pointed him at the stairs. "Go clean up, we will talk about this after work." With one swat, hard and firm he set his lover off. 

Sydney was actually surprised that he got off so easy, normally even if he had just be punished, Tony would have delivered another right on top of it. To set it firmly in his mind. "We must be late." Sydney thought, and hurried though his shower and shave. 

Just as he was dressed, Tony walked in the bedroom with a large bowl. Sydney looked at the steaming bowl, a question in his eyes. Tony ignored it and set the bowl down on the small end table. "Eat." Was the only command.

"I thought we were late?" Sydney questioned his lover. 

Tony moved faster than lightening a moment later Sydney was bent over his knee, pants down, with Tony's hand blistering his bottom sharply. A dozen quick stinging swats then he let Sydney up again. 

Sydney sniffled as the tears burned a course down his face. 

"Eat." Tony said again not letting the look get to him, though he thought his lover was simply adorable all contrite and pouty.

Sydney moved quickly to the bowl, picking up the spoon, it smelled heavenly, a thick bowl of vegetable soup, crackers around the outside. He dug in immediately, not knowing how hungry he really had been.

"You know you have to take care with your diet Sydney." Tony started as he wanted the soup disappearing. "You asked me to help you with that, so you don't have to step up the injections, or worse." Tony swallowed back the emotion in his voice. "You will eat properly, and only indulge in junk when I say you can. I want it to be a treat we can share, not a dirty secret to be hidden."

Sydney flushed with embarrassment and shame, he never wanted it to be a dirty secret. "I’m sorry Tony." The words were simple but true. 

"I know you are baby, and that is done now, you will be honest with me, always. As for the speeding ticket, how fast were you going?"

"ammm, well, 45 in a 25mph zone" Sydney winced and just knew this was going to be bad.

"I see, 20 miles over." Tony nodded thoughtfully. "You will be spanked for this, and for the next 20 days, you will not be permitted to drive. I will take you anywhere you need to go." Tony stopped Sydney's protests before they started. "I love you too much to see you wracked with the guilt you would have if you had hit someone going that fast, and I don't even want to think about losing you."

Sydney sighed but nodded. 

"Additionally, you will write a report on speeding, minimum of 5 pages, double spaced footnoted and written in long hand."

"Tony!!" Sydney protested.

Tony simply held up one hand, "One more word and I will blister your bottom until you can't sit for rest of the school year." Tony warned,
Sydney fell silent. 

"Good choice." Tony smiled slightly. "I know you hate long hand, but you will do this for me, I want you to really think about this, not just cut and paste a bunch of facts."

"yes Tony." Sydney sighed.

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40 minutes later, the pair walked though the back door of Antonio’s hand in hand. Sydney’s bottom still throbbed with the pain from the hard spanking and strapping, and ached from the lovemaking but it was a good ache and the aloe Tony rubbed on it just before they left helped some. Antonio’s was actually opened for lunch as well as dinner, but Tony would always slip off for a while in the afternoon to meet Sydney when he came home from school. It was one of the ways Tony showed Sydney how much he loved him, being there to talk about the day, being there for that warm hug and kiss. Then together they would go back and deal with the dinner rush.

"Damalis," Tony called to his head chef, "did you get the clams you wanted?" 

"They just arrived Tony, the delivery truck driver said he had a flat." Damalis shook his head in disgust, "third time in this week, I think that boy has a girl somewhere near here."

"I’ll check into it." Tony said as he moved though the kitchen, Sydney in tow, to the dishwashers. "Here you are Paul, one galley slave delivered as promised." 

Paul and Tony laughed, Sydney made a face. "ohh ha ha Tony." Sydney snorted. 

Tony brushed a quick kiss to his lovers lips and whispered "behave" before heading out to the front of the restaurant.

Sydney watched his lover walk away, a wistful look on his face, Tony was wearing dove gray slacks, that hugged his tight butt just so, a cream colored shirt that was tailored to fit his powerful shoulders and muscular arms the collar was almost non existent, and was held together with a single strip of black. The vest was also in dove gray and molded to 
Tony’s broad back like a second skin. Tony’s jet black hair was just a little long, curling at the edges around his ears held back in a pony tail with a matching dove gray ribbon. His left ear held a small gold hoop. The resulting look coupled with Tony’s black beard and mustache was breathtaking, a cross between a pirate and a gypsy. "Damn he looks good enough to eat" Sydney thought, then turned to Paul.

"Down boy" Paul grinned and ducked the friendly swat Sydney aimed at his head.

"Mario, how does the reservation list look?" Tony asked, as he stepped up to the front.

"Booked solid all night, Mr. Tony, not bad for a Thursday night." Mario showed Tony the reservation book as he spoke. "the weekend is the same, even the banquet room is booked solid." 

Tony smiled, business was very good this time of year, with the holidays coming up. "Excellent" he said, and walked across the dinning room, making sure everything was ready, greeting a couple customer as he went, adjusting a flower here and a candle there. Antonio’s was a not an up scale restaurant, simply good food and a relaxing atmosphere. However, Tony purchased nothing but the best, be it clams or candles, or even waiters. Each one was selected with the same care and attention to detail that made the restaurant famous. 

Tony stepped into the back room that doubled as his office, checking to see if there were any messages that needed his attention. Nothing important. Tony paused for a few minutes straightening out his desk, he hated the clutter everyone placed on it, and always felt better after cleaning it off. That task done Tony headed into the kitchen again, he tied a plain apron around his narrow hips, crossing the ties in the back, and making a small half bow in the front in the style of many Italian chefs. As he unbuttoned his cuffs, and rolled up his sleeves, he stepped behind the hot lights of the holding area for the food.

A glance to the side saw Sydney hard at work scrubbing a pot, Tony felt his heart leap with love at the sight of his love. Short blond hair, curling at the edges, powerful body, barely contained in the black slacks, the white shirt opened at the neck, revealing the smooth rippling muscles of his chest. Tony felt a stirring in his loins, but pressed it down firmly. This was work time, later would be time for play.

Tony shook himself and grabbed a skillet, beginning his preparation for a meal, four boneless skinless chicken breasts, spinach, linguine, herbs, fresh sweet butter, a bit of romano cheese, and some heavy cream. Tony hummed as he worked, flipping the spinach sauce in the pan as the chicken breasts sizzled. 20 minutes later, Tony looked at the tray he had prepared, a multi leaf salad with ruby red tomatoes, crisp cucumbers, and fat black olives just a drizzle of dressing on it. A bed of linguine, topped with the spinach sauce and then two grilled and sliced chicken breasts. A small dish of mushroom caps stuffed with clams and topped with provolone. A glass of milk on the tray and one of iced tea.

"Sydney come take a break." Tony called as he covered the dishes to keep them hot and lifted the tray.

Sydney looked up and smile, Tony’s heart almost stopped at the brilliance of that smile. "Coming boss." Sydney grinned as he washed his hands and headed over. 

Tony led them to his office, and set the tray down on the side table. The pair often ate in the office when they wanted to be alone. Tony crossed to the door Sydney had closed and flipped the lock, then turned back to his lover. Sydney saw the move and blushed, but grinned as well.

"Eat your dinner baby." Tony said, his eyes flashing as Sydney sat down at the small table. 

They ate in a comfortable silence. 

"Finished?"

Sydney nodded.

 "Strip" Tony commanded. Sydney loved it when his lover was so strict with him, quickly he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside, his pants soon followed. Tony cleared his throat, and Sydney turned, gathering the shirt and pants, folding them neatly so they wouldn’t wrinkle. Then turned back to his love, Tony had removed his clothing as well and placed them on a near by chair.

Tony walked over to his lover, and yanked Sydney’s boxers down, spinning the younger man around, pulling him tightly against Tony’s chest, Tony’s thick mat of curls tickling Sydney’s back, Tony’s hands tight on the blondes nipples twisting and pulling at them, his lips sucking a claim mark on Sydney’s neck. 

Sydney groaned, his cock standing straight out, rock hard, and dripping with precum. "ohh gods Tony, I need you so much." Sydney whimpered. Tony smiled and ground his hips into Sydney’s red sore butt.

Sydney turned his head, searching for his lovers lips, and moaned in pleasure as the lips claimed his, pressing into the kiss as deeply as possible. Sydney could feel Tony’s erection pressing against his tenderized cheeks, Sydney wiggled his hot little ass pressing back, his body quivering with the needs that shot though him. 

Tony moved them to the couch, pressing Sydney down, on his hands and knees right at the edge. Sydney grabbed the tube of lube, setting it beside him on the couch, then arched up his tight hot little rump, offering it as he squirmed to the lips and tongue of his lover. Tony saw the lube, and paused. "baby, are you sure? You look mighty sore." 

"Please Tony, I want you in me, I need you." Sydney begged, "I am sore, but please, please."

Tony paused a moment, but the pleading of his lover was more than he could stand. While neither of them got off on spanking, they accepted it as a necessary part of their lives together. And Sydney always needed to be reassured of Tony’s love after, be it cuddling or hot and heavy sex. Tony only refused the sex if he felt it would hurt his love. Tony looked at Sydney’s bottom critically, it was red and welted a bit, but nothing that would harm him. 

Tony picked up the lube, and squeezed out a generous amount, quickly he worked one finger in his lovers tight opening, almost surprised at the tightness, he shouldn’t be, Sydney was always so tight, almost like taking a virgin every time. Tony added a second finger as he heard Sydney moan, "How do you want it Syd? Hard and fast?" the fingers moved in Sydney in relation to the words, Sydney tossed his head back and groaned in ecstasy. "or slow and easy" Tony slowed his fingers to a gentle thrusting as he eased in the third one. Sydney whimpered and tried to thrust back.

"Hard and fast, ohh Tony, ohh please I need you NOW" Sydney whimpered as he tried to move his hips again. 

Tony kept one hand on Sydney’s hips, holding them tightly, "be still or I will stop" he commanded, and Sydney was instantly still, though the pleading moans didn’t stop. 

Satisfied his lover was loosened sufficiently, Tony placed the head of his slick cock at Sydney’s back entrance, slowly he pressed forward, holding Sydney’s hips at the same time. A moments resistance, then the head slipped though the tight ring of muscles, Sydney almost bucked off the couch at the wonderful feeling, his cock throbbing in love and lust. Tony kept pressing in till his balls touched Sydney’s.

As he stroked Sydney’s back gently, letting his lover get used to his size, Tony whispered lustily. "I am going to take you hard, and fast. I will drive my cock into you, deeper each time till you feel you will explode. You may not remove your hands from the couch, I want you to cum just from my cock in your tight little ass." 

Sydney groaned and nearly came at the words. His body twitched. "Yes Tony." He groaned out. 

Tony reached forward and punched Sydney’s nipples again, rolling each puckered nub between his fingers, just grinding his hips against Sydney’s tight hot little ass. Sydney writhed in ecstasy at the delicious feelings, his body pressing back to his hot lover as he griped the bed tightly. 

Tony waited less that 30 seconds before pulling out almost totally and driving back in, one hard, savage, loving thrust. The next several minutes were spent in wild passionate rutting. Each movement more primal than the next, yet in all the thrusting and grunting and hot sex, there was the undertone of love. Sweet and gentle love, a love that went beyond the fucking, and into the commitment in each man’s heart. 

As they came together in a roar, collapsing on the bed panting and almost passed out. Sydney was barely aware, but so much in love he could hardly stand it. Tony hugged his lover and kissed him gently. 

"I love you."

"I love you too baby."
 
 

to be continued in part four