My parents divorced when I was thirteen, and I lived with my mom for the next few years without any contact with my dad. It was quite some time when I finally heard from my dad, and I learned that he had gotten remarried and had twin boys, Josh and Justin. My mom's new boyfriend had moved in with us, and I didn't like him one bit. I had to get away from there, and my dad suggested that I move in with his new family and go to the local community college there.
Josh and Justin were two months shy of their fifth birthday when I moved in, and they were really adorable. I didn't realize how exhausting two four-year-olds could be, and it didn't take me long to realize what terrors they were. I applied for my classes before I left my mom's using the schools call-in system, and classes started the second day after I arrived at my dad's.
I had to attend classes Monday through Thursday until one o'clock. After my last class I would pick Josh and Justin up from daycare and watch them for the next several hours until my step-mom arrived home from work at around four.
That first Friday I had a meeting in the morning I had to attend, but was out by eleven. I went to pick up Josh and Justin from daycare earlier than usual, and their daycare provider took me aside to talk to me. She told me that both Josh and Justin had been caught in _s_e_x_-play (she didn't really describe exactly what it was they had done).
Josh and Justin knew they were in big trouble when they saw me. I didn't make a big deal of it right there, but packed up there belongings and got them in my car. "When we get home I am going to spank you both until you can't sit down for a week!" Both boys began to whine. I'd only known the two of them four four days, and I was already preparing to give them the spankings of their lives.
Once at home we got out of the car and I took them each by a hand and walked them inside. I looked at their bottoms through their jeans while walking them up to their room and realized just how small they were. I knew that after giving them the spankings they both deserved they would be very sore for a long time.
I sat down on the edge of one of the beds and pulled Josh over to me. "Both of you are getting a good spanking and then you're both going to stay in here for awhile and think about what you two did."
Both boys began to whine. I unbuttoned his jeans, undid the zipper, and pulled them to his ankles. Despite them only being four I didn't think they were too young to be spanked on their bare bottoms, and that's exactly how I planned to do it. I tugged down his little, cotton briefs with red trim. He knew he was about to get a good spanking, and he looked pretty nervous. He didn't seem to embarrassed about his exposure. I placed one hand around his arm and my other hand firmly on his tiny bottom. I pulled him over my lap. He tightened himself at first from my touch, but after a moment he relaxed. I began to rub my target; his little buns. I also ran my finger deep down his crack, rubbing his pink, little butt-hole. I was really enjoying having my bare-bottomed, little, half-brother over my lap.
I began to spank Josh with hard, repeated smacks. He was shrieking and kicking almost immediately. I really didn't take in account his age, but it was the last thing on my mind. I just wanted to give him a long, severe spanking sp that I would know he had learned his lesson. His buns reddened quickly and very deeply. I continued until his entire bottom was nearly purple, and by that time he was screaming so hard I knew he could not take anymore.
I laid Josh on his bed and the grabbed Justin. He had watched me spank Josh, and he knew I was planning to do the same to him. He began to cry when I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down his knees. I laid him across my knees in the same manner I had done with Josh, and after rubbing his buns a few moments I began to spank. Justin had the same reaction as Josh did, screaming and flailing his bare, little legs. My hand was getting pretty sore, but not nearly as sore as their little bottoms. Justin's bottom bruised more easily than Josh's, and his bottom was a darker shade of purple when I finished.
I found some cold cream which I rubbed on both their sizzling bottoms and between their little cracks on the butt-holes. Then I turned them both over and rubbed cream on their little penises until they drifted off to sleep.