Part three of the RL Angus Trilogy...
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Between the time I met Angus and the time I met Angus' two younger cousins, I must have had him over my knees about 1000 times. Usually it was done in play, and he'd be rewarded for it. Other times it was for real, and then always with a special hair brush we called his Bottom Brush.
Even as he got older, he looked to me to be the fair and loving disciplinarian that was missing in his life. Someone who care about him, but would punish him if he slipped up. Something his real father, Eddie, wouldn't step up and do. This was what irritated me so, especially when Eddie's sister (Maggie May) sent her two young boys to live with Uncle Eddie during the summer of Angus' fourteenth birthday..
Jerry and Alan were two of the cutest 9 and 10 year old blond boys you could imagine. And even though less than a year seperated them, they had two different fathers, neither of who currently lived with Maggie May.
Neither of the real fathers wanted anything to do with their little bastards, and so when Maggie May wanted a break from her kids she decided that there should be room enough for Jerry and Alan in Eddie's one bedroom effeciency.
"You gotta save me!" Angus pleaded. "That place is already too small with me and Dad...please let me stay here!"
I explained to Angus that (because of school) I really couldn't, but that on weekends he was always welcome to stay, granted Eddie gave his permission. Eddie said it was fine, so on weekends Angus would spend each and every moment over at my place.
I sort of felt bad for the little ones, though. They were actually really sweet kids, and it wasn't their fault their mother was such a _f_u_c_k_ing slut. So, when I could, I would spend some time with them too.
Alan was the oldest one, but by far the less out going. He was constantly doing whatever Jerry wanted, even if it got them in trouble. I found out from Alan that Jerry was often spanked by their mother's boyfriend, and that Jerry had tought Alan the art of clenching your butt cheeks during a spanking.
"Especially a belt spanking!" Jerry chimed in, as he over heard our conversation. He then procedeed to show me two things on his brother: first was HOW to spank a naughty boy, then the second was how to TAKE being spanked. He made poor Alan pull down his over-alls, and he took his belt and gave Alan a couple of solid whacks.
The two little ones were allowed over to my apartment (a) only if I was there, (b) only during the day and (c) only if it was all right with their cousin. I didn't want Angus to feel he was being chased away from his santuary. One Saturday, I know he regretted letting them come over. We were playing Monopoly, and at some point Alan said to his cousin, "You better not being stealing from the bank, Angus!"
"I'm not stealing!" Angus protested to the little kid.
"Well, you steal from your Daddy!" Jerry chimed in, with a _s_h_i_t_ eating grin on his face.
"SHUT UP!" Angus yelled, then looking over to me. He could tell I was furious. "I mean, I didn't steal anything..."
"What did you steal?" I asked.
"A couple of dollars..."
"More like twenty dollars!" Alan said, winking at his little brother.
"Yeah, when Uncle Eddie was passed out drunk!" Jerry said.
"Yeah, he then bought a bunch of comic books with them!" Alan continued.
"Is this true?" I was so pissed.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Go get me the bursh, Angus," I said in disgust.
"Can't we wait until later?!" he pleaded, eyeing the shrimps.
"No way. Go get the bursh!"
"Can't we do it in your room?" he asked, not wanting to cry in front of them. I looked at the eager faces of the two cousins, and figured it would be fair if we did it in private.
"Come on, Angus," I said, leading him to my bedroom. "You two stay here."
"Are you going to spank him?" Jerry said with awe.
"Yes I am."
"Bare?"
"Yes."
"And with a brush?!"
"Yes, Jerry. That's what is going to happen."
"Can we watch?!"They were both so excited at the prospect of seeing their big cousin get his fanny tanned they could hardly contain themselves.
"No, you two may NOT watch your cousin get spanked. Just stay out here and watch tv or do something," I said going to the door.
"PLEASE!" Jerry pleased again. "I won't say anything. I'll just stand in the corniner watching. You guys won't even know we're in there!"
"Listen, Jerry, if you want to get a spanking too, then fine, you can come watch," I said, as I turned to close the bedroom door after me and Angus.
"You'll let us watch if you spank us too?" I could tell Jerry thought that was weird.
"Yup!" And with that I closed the door.
I went and sat on the bed, as Angus went over and picked up his Bottom Brush. He then slowly made his way over to me, and without saying a word, he unbuckled his jean shorts and let them drop to the ground. He then put his thumbs in his underpants and pushed down the back of them, so that only his rear end stuck out. He then leaned himself over my lap, knowing what would happen next.
With him in place I yanked the white underpants all the way down to his ankles. Sometimes I took them off (he hated that), but since I was anxious about starting this, I let him keep them dangling around his feet. I then pulled the back of his tank top up, so that his back was also bared. With my left hand over his back, and my right foot pinning back his feet, raised the brush and then brought down with a hard WHACK!
"OOOOOOHHHHH!!!" he cried out, trying to control himself.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The spanks fell quickly (as they usually did), but this would not be a fast spanking...WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!!...as he discovered after about a minute of a brisk tanning...WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Knowing his cousins were right outside hearing everything, he burried his face into the pillow to cry out. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!! Now, if he could have only muffled the sound of the bursh assaulting his upturned red rump. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!!
He got extra this time for lying, and he knew it. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! He did his best to take the beating, and he only cried out when the door opened and Jerry stuck his face in.
"I changed my mine,"Jerry said to me, with a grin on his face. "If you're not done yet, I'd still like to watch."
"No, we're not done yet," I said, continuing with the spanking to Angus.
WHACK! WHACK WHACK!!!
"_s_h_i_t_!" Jerry said, looking at poor Angus. "You gonna do that to me!"
WHACK WHACK!!
"Yup."
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK Angus was now openly screaming, mostly in total mortification.
"Okay, but not so hard as that," Jerry said, closing the door.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! I had lost count of how many spankies Angus had received. I just glanced at Jerry and his gleeful smile and said, "Come in, close the door, and take off all of your clothes."
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!!
As Jerry slowly stripped off all of his clothes, he kept his eyes glued to his the naked sight of wiggling, screaming teenaged cousin.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!
"Man, Angus...that's some whippin you're getting there," Jerry said.
WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!!!
"Do you know how red youu behind is?" Jerry asked.
WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!
"As red as yours will be in a few minutes," I said, eyeing the little kid.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!
"Man, I sure hope I don't cry like you, Angus," Jerry said, now in his underpants.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!
"You should clinch your butt cheeks more," Jerry advised.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!
"You'll be able to show him how that's done in a minute," I snapped.
WHACK! WHACK!!
"Now shut the hell up!" I yelled, really taking it out on Angus' naked fanny.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!!
Jerry shut up at that point, and after about another minute of a solid stream of smacks with the brush, I stopped and made Angus stand in the corner. He was so sore and so embarrassed, he tried his best to cover up his crotch that had only recently shown signs of puberty. I looked at Jerry then, whose eyes were completly bugged out. I could tell he was regretting his decision now! I motioned for him with the brush.
Jerry came right over and plopped down over my lap. The little kid still had on his underpants, but with a quick tug I had them off. He squirmed a little bit, and I decided it would be good for him to wait for a few moments.
"Alan!" I yelled to the next room. "Get in here!"
"What?!" Jerry said, looking up at me over his shoulder, his ass already clinched.
"What is it?" Alan said sheepishly, as he stuck his head in. He looked over to his naked cousin with the blazing ass, and then to his brother, totally bare over my lap, with his butt clinching and unclinching in dreaded anticipation.
"You want to see how to REALLY give a spanking?" I said, raising up the Bottom Brush as then brought it down with a resounding WHAAACK! Alan's eyes lit up and he came right in to get a ring-sdie seat to his brother's seat getting painted red!
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!!
Despite the fact that he was much younger, I saw no reason NOT to beat the kid's ass as red as Angus'. Angus stopped his sobbing long enough, to look at Jerry get quite a wholloping.
WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!!!
It took about 20 whacks before he broke down and was crying up a storm. Even with his clinched butt, it was no match against the mighty Bottom Brush.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!!
After two minutes I stopped and had him join Angus in the corner, as Jerry and I went in to watch television. That wasn't the last time that I spanked little Jerry (or Angus, naturally), and eventually my hand got to rain down on Alan's bare ass, but that had to wait for his birthday.
At the end of the summer Maggie May came back to scoop them up and take them home. On their last night in town, they were allowed to crash at my place with Angus. As a fairwell gift, I let both of them take turns spanking Angus (that really cost me some choice comic books and baseball cars, lemme tell ya).
They decided to play a game, with the winner allowed to spank the loser with the dreaded Bottom Brush: in the game each boy had one of Angus' cheeks to smack. The one who got them the reddest in the span of thrity seconds (which I increased to a minute, just for snicks). Since I didn't trust either of them to give up their ass to the other, they both had to be naked for the spanking of Angus.
So, there they were, two blond, gorgeous prepubescent boys, and their barely (and still fairly hairless) teenage cousin, all totally naked and across my bed. It was quite a sight, and the two wee ones went to town, taking out a decades worth of frustration on the nude butt of Angus.
The winner was Jerry, who took the bottom brush in hand and gave Alan about 20 hard spanks across the naked ass. And just to prove he was a good sport, Jerry crawled across my lap and handed me the brush.
"Do your best, sir," he said, with a wink.
"But you won," I said, running the back of my hand across his cool bare bottom, stopping to tickle the upper part cleavege where the cheeks come to gether.
"That's okay, I'm sure I deserve it," he said, turning his head around, and tucking it down, as he clasped my leg. "And if I don't, I'm sure I will soon."
That logic worked for me, so that night I gave him a solid fifty brush WHACKS! followed by another fifty with the hand, all the time in front of Angus and Alan, who watched in sheer rapture.
When it was over, all three boys took turns in the cool tub soaking. We stayed up well past three in the morning talking, and only fell asleep due to exhaustion. The next day, they all dressed (yes, they all three slept in the nude - to rest their butts), and that was the last I saw of Alan and Jerry.
Angus made it into High School a few weeks later, and the occasion to spank him became fewer and fewer, especially since I was about ready to graduate college. Eventually our paths didn't cross much anymore, and by the time I left that college town we didn't even take a moment to say goodbye. When I got settled I thought of him often whenever I combed my hair with that brush. I thought about sending it to him, but I never did.
The last I heard he was married to his high school sweet heart and living somewhere in Texas. The only other news I ever heard about Alan and Jerry was that their mother did marry that boyfriend, and supposedly he was very good to her sons.