God did it hurt. It had been a year since my last spanking and I must say that I did not miss the experience in the least.

"OWLLLLL DAD!!! OWLLLLL!!" I yelled as I tried to throw my hand back to protect myself but he stuck his elbow out, creating a barrier that I could not get around.

WHAP, SLAP, SMACK, SLAP, WHACK, SMACK.

I started to scream and yell that it was not my fault and that Steve was the one who had dared me to do such a crazy thing. Then I began to plead for my father to stop and then to my Uncle to make him stop, but my Uncle did not move or make any attempt to help.

"You almost killed yourself, do you know that." My father yelled as he beat my butt.

"OUCHHHHHH.............. I'm Sorry Dad. I'm so sorry." I cried.

"Not as sorry as I would have been when they were scraping you off the sidewalk." He yelled.

WHACK, SLAP, SNAP, SMACK, WHAP, SMACK.

"If I ever catch you up on a balcony again you're not going to be able to sit down for a month, do you understand me?"

WHACK, SLAP, SNAP, SMACK, WHAP, CRACK.

I didn't think I was going to be able to sit for a month this time, but I didn't dare say that. "YES SIR!.....OWLLLLL.....OUCH!!...... YESSSS!!!........Please Dad!! stop it..... AHHHHAHHHH ....PLEASE!!"

I was bawling my eyes out and screaming like a banshee but he still did not seem to want to stop whaling on me. I kept thinking that he'd have too soon though or I was just going to burst into flames from the intense heat that was tearing threw my ass.

Finally he stopped hitting me and yanked my underwear and pants up in one quick motion, then jerked me up on my feet and pushed me away from him. I went stumbling across the room clutching my butt and crying. God did my butt burn.

"That was nothing compared to what could have happened to you if you fell five stories!" He yelled wiped a shaking hand threw his hair. "Now go plant yourself in a chair somewhere till I'm finished here."

I looked at him like he was crazy wondering, first off, how the hell I was going to sit anywhere after what he just did, and secondly, what the hell did he have to finish there.

Thank goodness my Uncle spoke up. "How about if he just stands by a chair Paul.....You really sizzled his butt." Uncle Adam said.

My father just waved his hand as if to say he didn't really care one way or the other. "Do you want me to do It?" He asked my Uncle, which made no sense to me what so ever. It was like they were talking in code or something.

"Since you're already warmed up....go ahead." Uncle Adam said.

"Fine." My father said and, to my amazement, he pointed to Steve.

"What!" Steve yelled looking just as confused as I was.

"Get your ass over here, that's what!" My father said sternly.

"What the hell for?" He asked thought I think we both knew by then. I for one just didn't believe it though.

My father had never hit anyone else's child in his lifetime, but Steve would be the first.

"Your Uncle gave you and order young man." Uncle Adam shouted and walked quickly towards his son and grabbed his arm.

Steve yelled when he was grabbed. " What are you doing!!....Get your hands off of me Dad!! Cut it out."

"You may not have put him up on that rail, but you were the reason he got up there so being that is the case you will also be punished." His father said pulling him.

Steve started to resist big time. He started to twist and pull, then he dropped down to his knees suddenly almost causing his father to trip over him.

"On second thought Paul......I think I got this one........... Any objections?" My Uncle said as he reached for his belt.

Steve's eyes got as big as saucers.

"None." My father said with a grin.

Within a minute Steve was laying face down on the floor , pinned under my Uncles large, heavy body, getting his butt whipped like never before. He was screaming and crying so loud I actually felt sorry for the creep, but not sorry enough not to enjoy seeing him get exactly what he had coming to him.

Ten minutes later Steve was yanked up off the floor and made to stand next to me, crying and clutching his own fried butt.

"God _d_a_m_n_ crazy kids!" uncle Adam said as he put his belt back on.

"If you Two ever do anything like this again, you will both get beatings that will make the ones you just got seem like a kiss on the cheek! You understand?" My father yelled.

I was down to sniffing now and was able to say "Yes sir", but Steve was still unable to speak at that moment.

Needless to say my cousin and I chilled out with the dares and the challenges.......well for a few weeks anyway, and I don't think either of us could set foot neer another balcony without thinking about that day.