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The campus was beautiful. Red brick buildings covered in English ivy, along with a few examples modern architecture, joined together by walking paths. Everything was in walking distance to the generously spacious dorm rooms. She hadn’t seen them yet, only in brochures, they would check those out after the short self guided campus tour.
Jennifer stopped in her tracks beside her son Aiden and watched in embarrassing fascination as one older student had another draped across his lap, pants down. Her eyes went wide as she watched the older boy rain down spank after spank on a very very red bottom. The smaller boy kicked his feet and was begging.
“Stop!!! Keegan, STOP!” The boy screamed loudly.
She took a step towards them but was stopped by a hand grabbing ahold of her bicep.
“Mom, you’re embarrassing me.” Aiden practically hissed. “Don’t.”
Don’t? But that boy was begging him to stop, and nobody was helping him.
The desperation to help on her face must have been obvious because her son huffed loudly and then took that tone that he used when he thought his mom was being especially thick.
“You read the brochure like I asked, right? Cuz if you did you would know he hasn’t safed, so this is consensual. Come on, let’s go check out the dorms.”
She let herself be led away but she kept looking back at the couple. Before her son pulled her around the corner she saw the older boy help the smaller boy sit on his knee and they embraced. After care, the brochure had said after care was essential.
Aiden rolled his eyes at her…again.
***
The brochure did not do the dorm rooms justice. When she went to university the dorm rooms had enough space for two twin beds, a desk and one dresser, that was it.
This dorm was more like a small apartment. There was a small kitchen, a kitchen table and a living room, exiting on either side of the living room was two bedrooms that did remind her of her old dorm room. She would have killed for a more private living room or kitchen. No maybe not, but she certainly would have loved the private on-suite bathrooms that each bedroom had. Her dorm had a communal shower.
“Did you like the campus Mrs. Greene?”
She turned to the voice. It belonged to Jackson the junior who was going to be her son’s roommate and Accountability Partner. This boy was going to spank her son, pull his pants down, see him naked, and hit him.
“Mrs. Greene?”
Apparently she hadn’t answered quick enough.
“Yes, it was beautiful.”
Aiden burst out from his new bedroom.
“I’m running to the car to grab one of my bags, be right back!” He darted from the room before she could stop him.
“Did I do something wrong?” She asked almost as much to herself as to Jackson. “Was it because I spanked him a few times as a kid? It was only a few times, I didn’t even think he would remember. Am I a bad mother?”
Jackson laughed, it was a nice laugh, deep and rich. It wasn’t mean or patronizing.
“The fact that you’re asking tells me you were no doubt a good mom. Come and sit down.”
She found herself obeying the boy immediately, he had that kind of voice, commanding.
“You didn’t do anything wrong. This is just who your son is. Either he realized that this was something he enjoyed or something he needed. You should be happy your son trusted you with this part of himself enough to ask to come to a sex positive school, to make you a part of his experience. I know it can be hard for a non-lifestyle family member to understand, but this is something your son needs. You should be proud that he’s not afraid to explore this part of himself.”
He heard what Jackson said.
“I am proud…I’m very proud of Aiden. It’s just….its so outside of my wheel house.
I knew Aiden was gay very very early on. Well, I assumed. Mark, his father, and I tried to use inclusive language when he was growing up so that he knew that we were in his court and by his side, always.
This just kind of threw me for a loop. I had no idea this was what he was into.”
Jackson reached out and put his hand over hers.
“Mrs. Greene.”
“Jen, please.”
“Jen,”. He said, smiling gently at her. “Just because this is a sex positive school doesn’t mean it’s 24/7 orgies.”
She blushed at the idea.
“Statistically RBU had much lower instances of wild partying, higher rates for students attending class, and higher class averages compared to our vanilla counterparts.
The reason is we take rules and safety very seriously here. We establish rules, and we enforce them.
I can assure you that I will not allow Aiden to attend any parties where alcohol is being served, I will check his homework, discourage skipping and his safety will be my highest concern.”
All of that sounded good.
“Promise?”
“I promise Jen.”
She let the worry bleed from her shoulders. Maybe a school like RBU wasn’t so bad.
“Well…I guess you should know, he has a hard time putting his phone down at night and going to bed when he’s supposed to.”
“Don’t worry Jen, I can help him with that.”
“Moooom! Don’t tell him that, what did I say about embarrassing me!”
Aiden had come back into the room. His mouth opened to say something else, but was stopped by Jackson quickly standing and popping Aiden sharply on the ass.
“In this dorm we don’t tolerate disrespect, and I bet you have been showing her disrespect all day, haven’t you? Your mom is just worried about you, now apologize.”
He rubbed the seat of his pants, one spank and he could still feel it, what was it going to be like when he earned a proper spanking.
“I’m sorry.”
His blush was as red as his mom’s, as Jackson gave him a quick hug and called him a good boy.
The whole scene actually reassured her that this was the right choice, the right school.
“It’s ok baby. I know I’m leaving you in safe hands.”