(Here is Rick's story........You might want to read the other two chapters first otherwise you may not understand this one........There's not a lot of spanking going on in this story but there will be in the next chapter.........As always I love feedback and please note my new e mail address........hope you enjoy)
"Alright, Chase I will tell you what was going on in my life and why I was not thinking of you. I know it took a lot for you to ask me and I am going to be as honest as I can be." Rick said.
We were sitting in the kitchen and I had finally decided to just come right out and ask him. I noticed that he sat down with a slight wince so I guessed Jason had talked to him last night about the way he had treated me the night of the party. The thing was I felt no joy at knowing he was spanked. In fact I felt bad and wanted to tell him so but I did not know how to breach that particular subject. Then I thought if I wanted the whole story I should tell him I knew he was spanked and let him know that I did not think less of him for it. In fact I thought it was really cool that he could decide to take a spanking and get on with life.
"Uh, Rick before you begin there is something I want to tell you." I said quietly
"Yeah kiddo?" Rick looked at me expectantly.
"I am not sure how to say this." I said looking at my hands.
"Then just say it." Rick said raising my chin to look at him. He smiled so encouragingly at me.
"I know Jason disciplines you the same way he does me." I whispered averting my eyes and waiting for him to explode.
"I see." Rick said in a very tight tone.
"But I don't care." I said grabbing the hand he had withdrawn from me. "I think it is cool that you can take a spanking and be cool with it. I do not think I could if I was not forced to but you're an adult and have a choice. It must have been really hard to admit that you need a spanking at your age. I really respect you for being able to admit it and live with it."
When Rick still said nothing I threw myself in his arms and hugged him tight but he pushed me away and got up to leave.
"Rick," I begged. "Please wait I'm sorry. Please don't go."
He headed out of the room and ran right into Jason who caught him. Jason took in my tears and Rick's trembling and asked what was going on.
"I'm sorry." I wailed and began to cry hard.
"Rick what is going on?" Jason demanded.
"He knows." Rick said and pulled away from Jason. "He knows you beat me." Rick tried to leave again but Jason caught him.
"I have NEVER beaten you." Jason said looking a bit hurt. "Now take a deep breath calm down and let's take this to the living room."
Jason held out a hand to me while keeping a firm grip on Rick. I sat in a chair and curled into a miserable ball while Jason held Rick on the couch.
"Now tell me what is going on." Jason said calmly looking from me to Rick.
"I just wanted Rick to know that I knew that he was spanked but that I did not think any less of him. In fact I am proud of him for knowing what he needs and accepting it. I think it is great that you too live together in such peace and that you are able to give Rick what he needs." I paused for a shaky breath tears still running down my face. "You treat Rick with such respect and never treat him like he less than you because you spank him. He isn't even scared of you; he does not act like an abused person. I just wanted Rick to know that he did not have to keep this a big secret from me. That is all."
"Calm down Chase. Take a deep breath and try to stop crying OK?" Jason smiled at me and I tried to stop crying.
"Now Rick you tell me with what he just said why are you so upset?" Jason asked prying Rick out of his arms to look at him.
"Becauseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Rick wailed and tried to get back into Jason's arms.
"Rick, sweetie, that is not an answer. Come on talk to me."
"He should not know that his 24 year old brother gets spanked like some little kid." Rick said sniffling a bit.
"Yes I know it is embarrassing baby but listen to what he is saying to you." Jason said stroking his hair. "He is telling you he is proud of you."
Rick sniffed and looked at me.
"Really?"
I just nodded. Soon I was on the couch in a giant hug from both Rick and Jason.
"Do you think I beat?" Jason asked forcing Rick to look at him.
"NO!" Rick said hugging Jason. "I was just upset and I am sorry I said that. Forgive me?"
"Of course baby." Jason said smiling at him. "I just want to make sure you don't feel that way really."
"Never" Rick said and hugged Jason tighter.
"Breath" Jason gasped and I laughed.
"What" Rick asked letting him go.
"I was trying to tell you I needed to breath." Jason said gasping.
"Sorry." Rick said looking abashed.
Jason just smiled at him and stroked his face.
"So," I said squirming a bit and grimacing at the lovey-dovey looks they were giving each other. "Are you gonna tell me what happened to you after Dad died."
Rick sighed and nodded.
"Guess you are going to get the "whole" story now that you know all about me and Jason." Rick said with a small smile.
Rick took a deep breath and began his story.
"After Dad died I was so hurt and confused. Mother and I had a big fight the night we buried him and that is why left that next morning. I also had no desire to come back home and face her abuse again. It was like with Dad gone she no longer had to pretend to be a good loving Mother."
I nodded I had felt that too.
"I never thought she would be abusing you, Chase. I swear I thought it was because I was gay." Rick said looking at me and pleading with his eyes for me to believe him.
"But she was always telling me how much better you were than me. How she wished you were around instead of me." I said.
"Yes I know that now. But that is just her, Chase. I think she just wanted to hurt you anyway she could. She was always kind of aloof when I was growing up; Dad was the one that always did things with me and made me feel loved. She only did things with me if Dad was there. I do not know why that is just how she was. When she turned on me after Dad's death I was shocked and hurt."
I just nodded. I could understand that.
"So I threw myself into my school work and getting my degree. I had money that Dad had left to me that she could not touch. When I spoke with you, you always said you were fine. I kind of knew you weren't but I was not sure what to do and you did not seem that bad. When I saw you those couple of times you did not seem hurt or anything."
I sort of felt hurt by that. I was never fine when I saw him but he never tried to talk to me when she wasn't around so I could never tell him. I mean I did not think he would care or even if he did that he could help. I told him that now.
"I know baby." Rick said and he looked so sorry. "I did not know what to do. Really I didn't. I just hoped you could survive. I am so sorry for the past five years I can not even begin to tell you."
Rick hugged me and I heard him sob.
"I'm fine." I said trying to sound tough. "And I am here now so it is all good."
Rick laughed a little and pushed me back.
"No it is not but it will be." He smiled and stroked my face and hair. "I promise you that I will always be there for you no matter what."
I just smiled and nodded. I knew that. Whatever happened before did not matter really. He was there when it really counted.
"So what made you come get me?" I asked.
"Jason." Rick said and laughed a little. "I told him all about you and Mom when we moved in together."
"Before Jason I was just kind of wondering aimlessly. I had a job but not a good one. I did not know what I wanted to do or where I wanted to go. I had no real friends or boy-friends, just guys I picked up at the bar." Rick sighed and smiled at Jason. "I do not know where I would have ended up if it weren't for Jase."
I rolled my eyes as those smiled at each other and held each other's hands.
"After college I just got a mediocre job. I had studied hard and got my degree in three years instead of four. I could have gotten a job with a good accounting firm but I was more or less working as a bookkeeper at a construction firm. I just did not know what I wanted to do." Rick said then with a smile he added. "Then one day this guy came to the firm wanting to build a sunroom onto his house."
"That was Jason." I said and smiled.
"Yup," Rick said smiling back. "I think it was love at first sight but I was really nervous and did not know what to do. Good thing Jason did otherwise we would not be together now."
"Rick was still hurting from his Dad's death and what his Mother had done and said to him." Jason said. "It took a long time for us to work through all of it. However that still did not straighten everything out. He still did want to get a good job. Mainly he liked working for far less than he was worth because the construction company kept him around no mater what he did; like showing up late or taking days off. Then I discovered that what Rick really needed was some discipline and after that we really started straitening thing out."
Rick turned bright red but nodded. Jason kissed his forehead and hugged him close.
"Then one day he called looking for you. I knew he had a little brother and I wanted to meet you. Rick called and was told you weren't there. When he told me I could tell something was wrong but he did not want to talk about it. Finally six months went by we never heard from your Mother and every time he called you were not there. Rick then told me he was afraid your Mother had thrown you out and that for all he knew you could have been on the street for the past two years."
"I was in a panic. I was so afraid that you were dead or something. Jason was the one that called the cops and gave your description to them. Told them there was trouble with your Mother and that they needed to hold you till your brother got there. Then he started the legal proceedings to get custody of you. I flew out immediately and looked for you myself." Rick said. "I stopped to see Mother but she was no help. I told her I wanted custody and she just laughed and said no fag could get custody. She was wrong once the courts heard about Mother throwing you out and that you had not gone to school regularly since even before that they had little choice. It was either a foster home or ours. I was afraid it would be a foster home and never was I so happy when Jase told me that when we found you I could bring you home."
Rick paused for a shaky breath and had tears in his eyes as he continued.
"I was at the court filling out paperwork when I got the call that they had found you. That is why it took me so long to get to you after they found you. When I saw you lying there so small, sickly and dirty; my heart broke. I wanted to cry and I felt so guilty. It took everything I had to pull myself together. Then when you got sick from eating and I saw your rids sticking out I was so afraid that no matter what I was to late."
"Jason said it was not too late. He also told me he had a made one of the guest rooms into a room for you. That made me so happy. I knew that he would love you once he met you but that he was changing things for you already made me know that everything was going to be OK."
"I am happy that you are here Chase and I never thought that I would have a family again after Dad died." Rick said hugging me close.
"I didn't either." I said and began to cry.
Rick and Jason just held me till I calmed down.
"Is that why you let Jason spank you?" I asked. Talking fast so Rick could not interrupt me "Because you felt guilty about me and needed to be punished? Is that still why you let him? Cause if it is you can stop now. You don't need to feel guilty anymore. Every things OK now."
"Slow down, sport." Jason said.
Rick looked about ready to cry or something his face was all red. Then he took a deep breath and spoke so softly I could barely hear him.
"The spankings have nothing to do with you or guilt. I am sometimes careless with time, my eating habits, my sleeping habits and several other things. Jason and I decided together that we needed to do something about it. The first time he spanked me I was so shocked I did not know what to do. But after I calmed down I realized that this would work and make us both a lot happier. Jason because I would stop being so careless and me because I had the structure I needed. I needed to have direct consequences for my actions. Spanking worked very well for us and it still does. I do not like being spanked and I hate that you know about it but I would not change it."
"I don't listen." I said hugging him. "And I don't care nor would I tell anyone. I promise. If it works for you then I am happy. I know it keeps me on the straight and narrow." I smiled ruefully. "I know one thing for sure I am not likely to repeat the same mistakes twice."
"I wouldn't want to do that either." Rick said looking at me and actually smiling with mischief gleaming in his eyes. "Jason really BEATS you if he has to do it for the same thing more than once."
"WHAT?" Jason said looking at him in surprise.
"He pulls out the whip if you do the same thing wrong three times and don't even ask me what he does if you have the courage to do it more than three times." Rick said with an exaggerated shudder.
Jason looked so confused until I burst out laughing.
"Why you little......" Jason said grabbing Rick and tickling him.
I joined in too and soon we were all on the floor wrestling around.
I was happy. Rick was not too upset I knew about his and Jason's private life and I knew I was loved. I was where I wanted to be, with people who wanted me. I was home and that is all that mattered to me.