(This is a bit different than my other stories. Please let me know what you think and if you would like to read more about Rick, Jason and Chase. Thanks.....Tony)
My Father died when I was nine and my brother was just starting college. My Mother hated me and I knew it. Without Rick (my brother) or Daddy around she thought she could whatever she wanted and not have to deal with me. Rick threw himself into college and then work; he rarely ever came for a visit and when he got his job he never came.
My Mother spent the next five years of my life telling me how worthless I was and at least with Rick she had ONE son she could be proud of.
The way my Mother treated me hurt deeply after my Dads death but Rick totally cutting me out of his life hurt even worse. By the time I was fourteen I knew I was worthless and no one cared if I lived or died. I rarely went to school and it was even more rare for me to eat or do anything to take care of myself. Then my Mother started seeing this real creep and he kept telling her that if I were not around her life would be perfect. It's not like she did not believe that before this guy came along, but with him saying it she started to just totally ignore me. She even stopped buying food for the house. I was like whatever. I really cared little if I died or not.
One night my Mother and her new man came home drunk and proceeded to drag me out of bed and tell me to get the hell out of their house. I just shrugged and grabbed my back pack and left. I was on the streets for about a month when the cops picked me up. It seems that Rick had come home and found out what Mother had done. So he started having the police look for me. They held me in a jail cell until Rick could fly out to get me.
"Hey kid," A big blond cop said as he looked at the tray of food he had given me. "You not feeling well or something. You did not eat at all."
"Wasn't hungry." I said turning over in my bunk and going back to sleep. He shrugged and left the room.
That was not entirely true, I had felt hungry until I took a bit of food then I felt sick. This had been happening for a long time but it was getting worse. I no longer even really craved food or felt hunger. Days could go by before I realized I need to eat and then I could only eat a little bit and I was full and feeling very sick. I was about 5' 6 and maybe 90lbs. I knew I looked really thin almost like a walking skeleton. I was pale and drawn. My blue eyes always looked glazed and not so bright to me. They were actually a bit shrunken in on my drawn face. I was always tired and it took a lot for me to merely get up and go find food. It was on a food finding expedition that I was picked up.
Rick was shocked when he saw me. He was trembling as he hugged my frail little body. I was so tired and really leaving the station and getting to a hotel is a complete blur. Once in the hotel Rick gave me a bath. I am sure I stunk. The cops had not let me shower and it had been a month or so since my last bath.
"Hey," Rick said shaking me awake from where I had laid on the bed. "Lets get you in the tub and then get some food in your little belly."
"Wanna sleep." I mumbled turning away from him.
"No kiddo," Rick said standing me up and making me walk to the bathroom. "You need a bath and then food." He said as he began undressing me.
He had run a hot bath and it felt really good when he put me in it. I even started to wake up a bit. I looked around and wondered what hotel we were in. I knew it had to be close to the airport because I heard the planes taking off.
"How long are you here for?" I asked as I began to wake up and become aware of where I was.
"Till tomorrow morning. We have a flight to catch at 11:00 tomorrow." Rick said as he began to wash me.
"Oh" I said. "Well it was nice seeing you for a few minutes anyway."
"Chase," Rick said standing me up to let out the water. It was black. "You're going with me. I have already petitioned the courts I am your new legal guardian."
"I don't need a guardian." I said as he sat me back down and ran more warm bath water. "I can take care of myself."
"Really," Rick said scrubbing my head. "Is that why you are so under weight, studying at a level way beneath your grade and never go to school. I am sorry Chase but you do need a guardian and I am sorrier than you will ever know about how far you had to fall before I was able to catch."
Rick then helped me out of the tub. I was shocked by how weak I felt. Rick had bought some cloths for me but they were too big so I wore the shirt like a nightshirt with no undies. Then Rick ordered room service for us both. I told him I was not hungry but he still ordered food for me.
Rick then went and showered and by the time he was done and dressed the food was there. I ate two or three bits and began to feel sick.
"Hey Chase you have got to eat more than that." Rick said with worry in his voice.
"I can't." I said. "I feel sick."
"First thing we do is get you to the doctor to see what we can do about your weight and general lack of good health." Rick said looking closely at me. "But for now take at least three more bits of the Cheese burger and three more fries then you can quit."
"I said I am not hungry." I said glaring at him. "And you can NOT make me eat if I do NOT want too."
"Chase I realize that you have been totally on your own for the past five years and that I am to blame as much as Mother for your current condition, but I will not tolerate you raising your voice like that or being defiant. I really am sorry that the past five years have been a nightmare for you and I am sorry that I was not there for you. I am here now and I plan on raising you into a good and decent man. Please just do what I ask. Don't make me punish you this first night we have together."
"Punish me how?"
"Well I will punish you with corner time, lines or a spanking. In this case I would have to send you to the corner until you decided to eat and if you did not then I would spank you until you agreed to eat. I am sorry little one but this is the way it is going to be from now on. I love you I really do and I know you don't believe it and I will have to prove it but I love you."
I just looked at him for a moment then sighed and picked up my cheeseburger.
"Good boy." Rick said beaming at me and ruffling up my hair. "You need a haircut too." He said smiling at me.
I know it is stupid but that smile and his touch made me feel really good. In fact I felt better as I ate a little bit more than I had in years. I actually smiled a small smile. I don't think I had smiled in at least three years and that felt good too.
After dinner Rick watched me brush my teeth and get ready for bed. There was only one bed and it was king size bed. I figured I would sleep on the floor. I looked like a real little boy as I stood there in my nightshirt. I was so short and small. No one would be able to tell I was fourteen. I looked nine or so. My hair was blond and sort of long. I really did need a haircut.
"Alright hop into bed." Rick said turning down the bed.
A few minutes after I got into bed Rick crawled in with me and pulled me over and cuddled me. It had been so long since anyone had done that that I started to cry. Rick just held me tighter and stroked my back.
I awoke the next morning with Rick shaking me and saying breakfast was here. I was starving and I mean starving I had not felt this hungry in forever.
"Slow down." Rick said smiling at me. " No one is going to take it from you. I am so happy that you are hungry though. I was really worried last night."
"I don't feel good." I said as I stared at my half-eaten breakfast.
"Ok kid," Rick said knelling beside me. "Take deep breaths. It is probably just that you are not used to eating and you ate to fast."
Rick rubbed my back as I tried to breathe and get the sick feeling to go away. It did but I did not want to eat anymore. Rick said that it was fine because I had ate more than I did last night and now he was sure that I could be healthy again.
We found out that I was terrified of flying. When the plan took off I got so scared I started crying. Then I got sick. Rick did not get upset once. He just helped me clean up and held my hand and ran his other hand threw my hair. As soon as the seat belt sign went off he pulled me onto his lap and just held me close. I knew then that he loved me (who else but someone who loved you clean up vomit and still hold you) but I did not understand why he had not seen me in almost five years. I was afraid to ask.
After I calmed down he took me to the bathroom and I brushed my teeth and washed up a bit. I left the door open so that he was right here. We hit some turbulence on the way back to our seats and that freaked me out. I did not get sick again and it was only a three-hour flight.
When we got off the plane there was a man there to meet us. He was at least 6 foot if not taller, with pretty green eyes and brown hair. He and Rick hugged and started saying how much they had missed each other. I felt weird and out of place. Then Rick grabbed me and stood me in front of him.
"This is Chase Smith." Rick said smiling. "My darling little brother."
"Hello," the man said reaching to shake my hand. "I am Jason and I am very pleased that you are going to be living with us. We have made a very nice room for you and I can not wait to get to know you."
His smile was so warm and friendly. He made me blush when he said he wanted to get to know me. Nobody wanted to know me.
"Thanks," I said looking at the ground. "But I am sure you and Rick have your own lives and will not need to know much about me."
"That is where you are wrong." Jason said grabbing my chin and making me look in the eyes. "Rick and I are very interested in getting to know you. We want to know what interests you and what you want in life."
I looked into his friendly green eyes and I knew that he was telling the truth. He and Rick were interested and I was no longer alone to float all by myself. However I was soon to learn that having people watch over you meant more than just being there. It meant a sore bottom or other punishments if you messed up.
The house was huge. Of course I was used to a trailer where I had no room. My mother used all the rooms and I slept on the floor behind the couch. The room they had set up for me had a desk and bed in it. That was more than I was used to. They had a play room with a TV that had a Play Station and VCR attached to it. A bathroom attached the play room and my room. So that was really cool to me. My room had my very own computer on my desk. I was shocked I did not even know how to work a computer and said so.
"Well then that gives Rick and I something to do with you." Jason said smiling at me.
"We need to go get you cloths and other things I also made an appoint at our Doctor for you today so we have a lot to get done." Jason said.
The day was mostly fun except it was hard to find me cloths that fit cause I was so skinny. I also did not like the Doctor visit and acted rather badly there.
"Chase," Rick said looking me in the eye. "If you act up one more time I am going to punish you when we get home."
"I don't care I don't wanna be here." I said and turned to leave.
"No young man you just sit back up on that table now." Jason said blocking the door.
"I do NOT want to." I said stomping my foot.
Jason frowned turned me around landed two swats on my tiny bottom. They hurt too. Then he put me back on the table.
"Chase," Jason said in a stern voice. "If you get up again I will take you to the bathroom spank your little bare behind and then bring you back here to sit on your sore bum as the Doctor examines you. Is that what you want?"
"No." I said pouting a bit.
"Chase at times like this I expect you to say "no sir" or "yes sir" is that clear?"
"Yes sir." I said scowling at him.
"Good boy." He said smiling . "Not perfect but we will work on it. Now be good."
He patted my head and went to stand by the door. I moved to rub my smarting bottom and both Jason and Rick smiled warmly at me.
The Doctor examined me said I was underweight of course. He also said I was all around unhealthy and needed vitamins, sun and plenty of exercise. Basically I needed a decent schedule with plenty of love and care. He gave Rick a diet plan for me and said he wanted to see me in a month. If I kept feeling sick when I ate after a week of regular meals then he wanted to see me sooner.
So we went back to my new home and ate dinner. I was upset about those swats. I had to take a bath in front of them again because Rick said I was too weak for him to leave me unattended in water. Truth was I loved the fact that he washed me. It felt good for someone else to care for me.
When they put me to bed they read me a story until I fell asleep. They took turns. I liked hearing Jason read better he had a deeper voice and reminded me of my Father. I was actually feeling kind of good. The sting was no longer in my bottom and I was fed and warm. It had been so long since I had been in a warm clean bed.
Later that night there was thunder and I woke up. I got up to go to the bathroom when I heard Rick saying that he did not want a spanking. I went down to the bedroom he shared with Jason and it was open a crack so I peeked in.
Rick was in the corner with his pajama bottoms around his ankles and a light pink color to his bare cheeks. He was small like I was. 5' 8 at the most with a swimmer build, blond hair and clear blue eyes. He was actually very cute. I could not help but grin as I saw him in the corner like that.
"Tell me why you do not deserve a spanking Rick." Jason said. He was sitting on the bed with a hairbrush watching Rick in the corner.
"Because it is not all my fault." He sniffed. "Besides you spanked me why do I need the hairbrush?"
"One you lied to me and you are lucky that I am not giving you a mouthful of soap." Jason said getting up and guiding Rick to stand in front of him. "Two that little boy in there almost died because of your lie. I am sorry lover but I am going to spank you for neglecting him. You knew what your Mother was like and you chose to leave him there."
"But Jasssssse" Rick whined. "I did not want to pervert him with my way of life and I could never handle a child."
Jason frowned and turned Rick around landing two swats of the brush on his bare thighs.
"Do not whine." Jason said as Rick bounced up and down from those swats. "You know better than that. No you could not handle the boy but I could and together we could. You lied to me whenever I asked how he was doing. He was not doing fine. The boy can not read and is very sickly. Secondly there is NOTHING perverted about your life. That is your mother talking and I do not want to hear that again. Are you clear on that?"
"Yes sir." Rick said looking at the floor.
"Ricky," Jason said standing up to hug him. "I love you and I know you. You feel guilty and this always helps you. Besides you lied to me until it was almost to late. If I had not seen how worried you were that boy may still be on the streets starving."
"I know," Rick said looking up at Jason. "I am sorry I lied to you about Chase. I did not realize with Dad gone Mother would be that bad. I should have told you when he stopped talking to me and none of this would have happened. I was also very selfish in cutting him out of my life like I did"
"Oh, my poor little baby boy." Said holding Rick tight and rocking back and forth with him. "You should have trusted me. Ricky you are really not any more mature than that 14-year-old boy out there. Both of you need discipline and I was very happy when you tried to do it at the Doctors office. I think you are going to be good for each other. I am also happy that when it came down to it you were willing to do the right thing and go find the boy."
With that Jason sat down and Rick went right over his knees. He seemed to fit perfectly there because of the difference in their sizes.
"Ok Rick," Jason said raising the brush. "Tell me why you need this."
"WAIT." Rick yelled.
MY heart started pounding I thought for sure he had seen the door was open.
"What if Chase hears this?"
"Rick," Jason said in exasperation. "I told you that when he moved in all of your discipline would be done when he was asleep. The door is closed, he is asleep and these walls are far from thin. Here use this pillow to yell into. I will allow you to tell me why you need this before I blister your butt."
"Oh," Rick moaned. "Because I lied and did not tell you when I needed help with something. If I had just let you know I would not have had that ugly scene with Mother and Chase would have been safe a long time ago."
"Good boy." Jason said.
I could see my brother's butt perfectly at the angle I was standing and boy did it turn red. Where the brush landed seemed to smoosh down and turn white then spring up a bright red. He was wiggling and squirming all over the place. He was yelping and promising to be a good boy. I felt bad for him but I was also hard. This was cool but a bit confusing.
Finally he was allowed up to go stand in the corner and calm down. After awhile Jason called him over and this time Jason's face was soft rather than stern. He held Rick in his arms and cuddled him on his lap. He was very careful of Rick's bottom. The started kissing and I turned and left. I did not want to see that yucky mushy stuff.
I crawled in bed and laid there thinking. If Rick could be spanked like that then I could. I wondered if Jason would hold me after he spanked me and if he would make me stand in the corner before or after without my pants off. I could see that the future held a lot of joy but I wondered how long till I got my first spanking.