I'm 21 yrs old and 4 years older than my little brother, Deshawn. I moved away from home soon as I got the chance when I found a good solid job. I really got tired of my Dad because he acts likes I should be just like him and if don't I ain't doing _s_h_i_t_ right. He was hard on us both growing up, if we _f_u_c_k_ up once he would wear our asses out with the belt. I wasn't so bad when I was young but my brother was. He was hard-headed, and you know what a hard-head makes.
Well my mom gave me a call to ask me have I seen my little brother I said "No!" She said "He and my Dad gotten into a argument he got mad and pack his stuff and said he was staying with me. I told him don't worry I take care of him, she said you always did. I got a call from Deshawn from the Greyhound he said can I pick him up. I said just chill I be there soon. I went and picked him up on the way back asked what happened with you and Dad. He told me that we got into it because well you know how it is under his roof. I said yeah. Deshawn told me that he wanted to move out and be like me with a nice job and a nice car. I said cool but you got to handle your business and don't let nobody bring you down. I said I kinda understand Dad ways because really he wanted us to be tight and do well in life, but we can do exactly what he did.
Well me and Deshawn was tight for the next 3 weeks. I gotten him a job and hwas doing well. He got a click they came by and we lit up a joint I didn't mind because a little weed now and then don't really hurt. Well I got a call from my boy who works as loss-prevention at a department store. He told me that he got my brother for trying to steal some Jordans. I went to the store he told me he didn't do a report ,so take his ass home. I told him I owe you one, homie. Well while I was driving on the way to the crib I asked "What the _f_u_c_k_ you was thinking!?!" Man, Dad would be wearing your ass out right now. He look down and said yeah. Why the _f_u_c_k_ you were stealing!?! I said you got a good !ob making paper! He told me that he lost it over a week ago, because he was trying to get over by taking some money and got caught! I got really pissed, so I was thinking of what to do. I felt if I didn't try to stop him then he get in worser trouble. I don't like Dad's ways but I think his way is much needed now. We finally got to the crib I let him out and told him I'll be right back and don't go anywhere. I rode up to the otherside of town to this store that sale Fraternity and Sorority Merchandise. I knew that they sale frat paddles. I got a medium size but it was 1" thick with holes. I decided on doing this because I used to get pops at school by the principal and the Coaches, it hurted like Hell with just 3 swatts.
I came back to the crib, I walked in the living room and caught my little brother about snort cocaine off of the coffee table. I blew up and slapped the Hell out of him! I told him what the _f_u_c_k_ you're doing!?! He got real scared and started getting water in his eyes. I told him to C'Mon get! that _s_h_i_t_ up right now. Soon as he did I grabbed him by his arm and took him to the bathroom so we can flush that bull_s_h_i_t_ down the toilet. Then I took him into the bedroom then I told him to strip down to you boxers! I took off my belt and double loop it. He slowly started taking off his shirt, but I told him to hurry the _f_u_c_k_ up! He took of his shoes. I told him socks too. Then he unbutton his jeans and pulled them down and stepped out of them. I told him to to put his hands on the wall and spread your legs. I told him this is for the crack I put the belt on his ass hard for the next 10 minutes, but he didn't even cry because he been suck in his butt cheeks. So I grabbed him by his arm took him into the living. I went got the paddle I bought his eyes got big and got really nervous. I grabbed him by his arm and took him to the back of the sofa. Then I said "Now, drop your boxers!" His eyes got big and he was really nervous. He dropped em to his ankle. I put my hand on the back of his neck and bend him over the back of the sofa making his ass stick up. His butt did get red. I paddle him real hard, so hard not only he cried out loudly he pissed all over the floor. He couldn't control himself anymore. After 30 minutes of putting that oak on his ass, he was literally a mess. He coulnd't get up. I got him up and I pulled up his boxers. I had to help him to the room his face is just full of tears. I laid him on the bed on his stomach and he was still crying. I told him I hope you don't hate me. I didn't mean to hurt you but I did it for your own good. You're the only brother I got and I love you. I hope you understand someday.
Next morning I was leaving for work I ran into Deshawn, he was making an ice bag for his ass. He said I'm sorry for letting you down and yeah I understand now. He said "_d_a_m_n_ you was worser than Dad, but I apreciated and I still do love you. It was my click I was with, but they wasn't real not like you. Hey I know I _f_u_c_k_ed up but I'll make it up to you to you. I said "Cool!" I called Dad later and told him thanks for raising me the way he did. He said Deshawn must be screwing up again. I smiled and said "Yeah but we worked it out."