The following story is entirely fictional.
My Kid Brother
SWISH-CRACK! Aaarrgh! SWISH-CRACK! Yeeeowww!
The cane flew quickly through the air landing noisily across my bare buttocks.
SWISH-CRACK! Oweee! SWISH-CRACK! Aaarrgh!
Each stroke forced me to wince and gasp loudly in pain.
SWISH-CRACK! Aaarrgh! SWISH-CRACK! Yeeeowww!
It was the first day of the summer holidays and my backside was already getting it!
SWISH-CRACK! Yeeeowww! SWISH-CRACK! Aaarrgh!
The cane bit painfully into my tender behind, I wouldn't be able to take very much more of this.
SWISH-CRACK! Ooohh! SWISH-CRACK! Aaagh! SWISH-CRACK! Yeeoow! SWISH-CRACK! Argh....
"Hey! what on earth are you doing?" The sudden high-pitched voice shot through me like an electric shock, I froze.
"I said what are you doing?" the voice repeated.
The question was an unnecessary one. It was all too obvious exactly what I was doing. There I knelt, in the middle of the garage floor completely naked, with a bamboo cane in one hand, my erect dick in the other, and two very, very red buttocks. Not the sort of position a twelve year old boy ought to be found in, especially by his ten year old kid brother. It suddenly dawned on me that in my keenness to get started I had completely forgotten to lock the door behind me.
"You wait till I tell mum what your doing" Andy said in that triumphant voice that little brothers reserve for those few occasions when they can get one over on their older siblings.
"You won't tell ANYONE" I growled menacingly, more with hope than confidence.
He smiled at me, then turned and walked towards the door. "MUM!" He shouted in a voice plenty loud enough to worry me, but not quite loud enough to be heard from the house.
"Wait" I said with more than a hint of desperation in my voice.
Thankfully he stopped and turned to face me. "Alright" I said "What do you want". I figured the only way out of this mess now was probably bribery.
He thought for a few seconds as he gazed thoughtfully down at my naked body, "Why are you whacking your own bum anyway?"
"Because, I like it" I replied un-helpfully.
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just do!" I snapped.
This conversation was going nowhere, but at least it was buying me some time.
"Your weird" he said "Anyway why's your willy so stiff?"
I looked down, It was true. Despite embarrassingly having being caught in the act, my willy was still as stiff as a board and stuck determinedly out from my body at 90 degrees. I felt my face burning up with the embarrassment of my situation. Far too late, my hands shot down to cover myself. "I dunno, it always goes like that when I spank myself" was all I could think of to say.
He stood and stared at me for some time, mulling over the facts before him in his mind, then suddenly he grinned and said, "Can I try?"
I hadn't expected this at all. I wasn't sure how to reply, so I just stood and gaped.
"Well?" he demanded, "Can I?"
"W-why?" I stammered. It was my turn to start asking stupid questions.
"Well Jack's dad spanks him, so does Simons, our dad never spanks us and I want to know what it feels like"
I knew exactly what he meant, for years I had longed for dad to just once, get mad, and take a stick to my behind, like so many of my friends dads did.
"If you really want to, you can" I replied still in a state of disbelief.
"What do I have to do?" he enquired innocently.
"Well I always warm my bum up with the slipper" I said pointing to one of dads old size tens that lay where I had discarded it a few feet away.
"OK, tell me how to do it"
"You'll have to take your trousers and pants off first" I suggested hopefully, not really believing he would.
In no time at all his shoes and trousers were off and lying a few feet away. He then hesitated briefly as if unsure of whether to continue, before grinning, quickly sliding down his pants and stepping out of them. I picked up the slipper to pass to him, but he was now busy taking off his shirt and jumper as well.
He was soon as naked as I was. "Show me" he said.
I took the slipper, and demonstrated how I knelt legs slightly spread, bent forward with one hand on the floor to steady myself, then;
WHACK! WHACK!
The sound echoed loudly around the walls of the garage as I landed a couple of real stingers on my buttocks.
I stood, passed him the slipper and watched in a daze as he keenly mimicked my position on the floor.
He stuck his pale unblemished butt high into the air, raised his arm and took a few wild swings. Most missed their intended target completely, others landed ineffectually with hardly a sound. It brought back memories of my own futile early attempts at self-spanking.
"You have to practice" I said, "It takes a while to get the swing right".
"It's no good I can't do it" he moaned, "You'll have to do it for me" Then as an afterthought added "I promise to spank you afterwards if you do"
I didn't need asking twice. There was only one thing at that moment which would have pleased me more than to spank his pale little butt, and that was to be spanked myself.
"OK, but you have to do exactly as I say"
He eagerly nodded his agreement. I quickly cleared a space at the workbench that ran down one wall.
"Bend over with you hands on that...that's right...move your legs back a bit......feet apart" He did exactly as he was told.
"Spread you legs apart a bit more" This of course was purely for my benefit rather than his. I now had a lovely view of both buttocks, his little hole and the end of his dick as it peeked out underneath his tight pink ball-sac.
"I'm going to start now" I said "Keep both hands on the bench, but tell me if you want me to stop"
He shivered noticeably in anticipation as I deliberately waited a few seconds before bringing the slipper down for the first time.
THWACK!
I laid a single measured stroke on his left buttock. Not too hard, I didn't want him running off to the house in tears.
THWACK!
I laid another to the other buttock.
THWACK! THWACK!
I laid on another two in quick succession but slightly harder. He squirmed and I heard him gasp as they landed but smiled to myself as I noticed him pushing his butt out a little further.
THWACK! THWACK!
His previously lily-white buttocks were quickly turning pink.
THWACK! THWACK!
I steadily increased the force. He moaned loudly and his whole body jerked as I landed another two.
THWACK! THWACK!
He cried out in pain. "Are you sure you want me to carry on?" I asked, hoping the answer would be positive.
"Yes..." came the answer "....Yes!"
THWACK! THWACK!
I landed the next two at the sensitive spot at the top of his legs. He yelped and wriggled wildly as they landed. I wondered if I had overdone it, but he just moaned loudly, spread his legs further apart and again stuck out his butt for more.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
I noticed that his previously limp willy was now no longer visible between his legs and instinctively knew it would not take much longer.
"You can rub your dick if you want" I suggested helpfully.
Without reply or hesitation his right hand shot down between his legs.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
From my vantage point I could see his little balls flying backwards and forwards as he jerked at his willy.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
His now bright red behind began to move backwards and forwards in time to every jerk of his willy. Timing my stokes carefully, every time his butt moved out I would hammer it back in with a hard well aimed stroke of the slipper.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
As I increased the force of the strokes he yelped and whimpered loudly as each one landed, but continued to wank frantically.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
His butt was soon a deep fiery red.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggghh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggghh! Shhhhiiiitt!"
Without any warning he suddenly reached the point of no return. Slumping forward on the bench he climaxed noisily, then lay panting groaning and exhausted as his dry orgasm then his erection slowly subsided. He moaned and sighed loudly, still tugging at his limp dick as he savored the conflicting feelings of pain and pleasure.
"That was amazing!" was all he said when he could finally speak again.
We stood there leaning on the bench for some time before either of us spoke again. Eventually he turned to me, grinned and said "Want me to spank you now?"
"Of course!" I replied without hesitation.
"What do I have to do?" he asked, picking up the slipper.
I took the slipper from him and handed him the length of bamboo cane "Just pretend you're dad, and you're REALLY mad with me!"
I turned around, put my hands on the bench, spread my legs and waited.
SWISH-CRACK! Aaarrgh! SWISH-CRACK! Yeeeowww!
As I bucked, writhed and groaned my butt quickly turned redder and redder. Fifteen minutes later, when I could hold on no longer and my hand finally descended to my dick, I remember thinking that this was probably going to be the best summer holidays I would ever have!!!
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