Michael was visiting, which was bad enough. Michael was a first-class brat and he always seemed to get Skyler into trouble.
Now his Uncle Dave had to leave for an evening meeting, and he wanted Skyler to baby-sit. Skyler would not have minded the assignment except that Uncle Dave had given him one command that spoiled everything:
"I expect Michael to behave. If he doesn't, I want a full report. But under no circumstances do you have permission to punish him yourself."
That wasn't something Skyler had thought about before. While Skyler thought that his pesky cousin needed discipline, Skyler had never thought about administering it himself. Now a lightbulb went off in his head. Maybe something good could come out of watching his pesky cousin after all and he could give the boy some much-needed punishment. Until his uncle mentioned it, the only satisfaction that Skyler could take was that his uncle would probably let him watch any spankings that were given to Michael later.
While he hadn't thought of previously, suddenly the 13 year-old was enamored over the idea of actually spanking his young cousin. "Of course," Skyler told himself. "If Uncle Dave doesn't know I punished him, Michael won't tell either." Skyler realized he might be wrong, but didn't want to spoil the opportunity.
An hour after Uncle Dave left for the meeting, Skyler saw his chance. Michael was in the kitchen when Skyler heard a tremendous crash. The older boy ran in and found his cousin desperately trying to hide the broken shards of a dinner plate.
Michael looked terror stricken. He knew that if Skyler told, he could expect a harsh spanking from his uncle. Skyler knew it too. He also knew that if they cleaned up carefully enough, Uncle Dave would probably not miss the broken plate.
"P-please don't tell," Michael begged. He had been around his uncle enough to know that breaking the rules—let alone breaking the dishes, would result in hard punishment.
"OK," the older boy replied coolly. "But if Uncle Dave doesn't punish you, I will have to. Understood."
Michael burst into tears. "Please don't be mean to me!" he cried.
"It's your choice. But you know how Uncle Dave likes to spank the bottoms of naughty boys. And you know I can't be any harder than he would be."
Michael weighed his options. Skyler would undoubtedly give him a hard spanking, but he couldn't imagine it being nearly as hard as his uncle's. The boy knew that he didn't like either choice but he also knew which one he would choose.
"OK," Michael said, resignation in his voice. "You win. I'll let you punish me as long as you promise not to tell Uncle Dave."
"All right then," Skyler replied. "Let's get the mess cleaned up and then we can go up to my room so that I can give you the punishment you need." In quick order, the two boys had cleaned up the broken shards from the plate and thrown them in a trash can where Skyler hoped they would not be noticed.
When they were finished, Michael looked at him expectantly. Skyler didn't say a word, merely motioning with his finger for his younger cousin to follow him. He climbed the stairs to his bedroom, his cousin right behind him. Skyler led Michael into his bedroom, then closed the door.
"OK, Michael. I want you to get your clothing off. Uncle Dave gives his spankings in the nude so it is only right that I do it the same way."
Michael started to cry. Trying not to think about what he was doing, the boy quickly took his t-shirt off, followed by his sock and shoes. Finally, he unsnapped his pants and pulled them and his underwear down his legs and off. The nine year-old stood there, his body hairless and his small penis soft, as his tormentor lorded over him.
"OK, get over here!" Skyler commanded. Michael moved forward. Skyler took him by the wrist and pulled him over his lap. While Skyler had spent much time over his uncle's knee or lying on a bed or over a chair getting whipped, this was his first experience at actually giving a spanking.
Looking down at his cousin's smooth, young body, Skyler knew that he would show as much mercy as he would expect his uncle to show him.
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!!
Michael started howling as his cousin spanked his bottom with his hand. He couldn't believe the pain. Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Skyler was enjoying the experience. He had received many spankings in his life, and he was now learning that giving was very different from receiving.
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! For the next few minutes Skyler spanked Michael's bottom. The younger boy's bottom started reddening right up. Skyler found that by periodically rubbing Michael's bottom, he could relieve some the sting his own hand felt while administering the spanking.
Finally, after 50 hard swats with his hand, Skyler decided that Michael was ready for the second phase of his punishment.
"OK, Michael. It's time for the next part of your punishment."
Michael, who had been crying hard while his older cousin cruelly spanked him, could not believe his ears.
"Please, Skyler. I beg you. I can't take any more."
Skyler ignored the begging, just as he knew Uncle Dave would ignore his begging if he were receiving a whipping. "Lie across the bed. I'm going to use my belt to really spank your bottom."
Michael's crying reached a higher level. But he could tell from Skyler's tone that he dare not cross him. Slowly the sobbing boy stood, then placed himself across the bed.
Skyler pulled the belt from his own jeans and doubled it in his hand. "Hands over your head, Michael!" he commanded. The younger boy obeyed. Michael's body was a tempting target. Skyler raised the belt high and let it crash against his cousin's bottom.
WHAP! Again. WHAP! Michael jumped as his cousin whipped him. WHAP!
The young boy screamed in pain. WHAP! Skyler ignored him. WHAP!! He wanted his cousin to really feel his bottom get beaten.
WHAP! WHAP! Skyler picked up the pace. WHAP! He thoroughly despised his cousin, so this whipping was a dream come true. WHAP! WHAP!
Michael could not believe the pain. WHAP! WHAP! He couldn't believe how much Skyler's whipping hurt. WHAP! WHAP! He wanted to reach back and clutch his burning bottom but knew he did not dare. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
Skyler reveled in the power he had over his cousin. WHAP! He could make him do anything. WHAP!! And this spanking would only be the first of many he would give. WHAP! He could not believe his luck. WHAP!!
Red stripes were forming on Michael's buttocks and thighs from the force of Skyler's whipping. WHAP! The young boy was crying hysterically. WHAP! WHAP! But his older cousin showed no mercy. WHAP! WHAP!!
Skyler had counted to 25, and figured that Michael had been beaten enough. After all, he would not want his handiwork to be too apparent the next time an adult whipped his cousin.
"OK, Michael, you can get dressed now." Skyler had felt his own penis erect during his cousin's whipping and he knew that he needed to be alone to relieve himself. Michael hurried to obey, quickly throwing his clothing on before Skyler pushed him out the door and closed it behind him.
Michael, still crying, stumbled downstairs. His bottom was burning and he could not believe the pain he was in. Skyler, after making sure that he was alone, unsnapped his own pants so that he could provide himself with _s_e_x_ual relief.
Three hours later, Uncle Dave came home. Something didn't seem right to the man. When he greeted Michael, the boy seemed listless and didn't look him in the eye. Skyler seemed evasive as if he were trying to hide something.
"Did something happen?" he asked. Michael tried to deny it and so did Skyler.
"I want to know what happened," David sternly demanded. Finally, in a burst of tears, Michael confessed that he broke the plate and that Skyler had spanked him.
"He spanked you, did he?" the man asked rhetorically. David had Michael pull down his pants so that he could examine Michael's red and purple bottom. Then he grabbed Skyler by the hand and headed upstairs. Skyler was in serious trouble and David knew that very soon his other nephew would be receiving his own harsh whipping.
(TO BE CONTINUED)