Bryan stood up and turned from Debbie and slowly started to undo his belt he let the top button of his pants go and let the zip down just a little. Careful to shield his rearing _c_o_c_k_ he lowered the rear of his shorts to just below his cheeks. Then he pealed down the back of his underpants, and looked over his shoulder at Debbie.
She was staring at his bum her cheeks going pink.
"Does it still hurt?"
Yeah, quite a bit. Now it's my turn lets see your bum."
Debbie turned from him pulled up her gymfrock lowered the back of her panties and showed Bryan her behind. Bryan felt as though he could go mad. His _c_o_c_k_ was really making its presence felt and he was sure Debbie could see the front of his shorts poking out. Debbie's behind was beautiful to see. One cheek had a dimple he could see as she moved. Deb pulled up her panties and let down her frock. Bryan pulled up his underpants and shorts.
Bryan reached towards Debbie although she was older than he by two years he was slightly bigger. Debbie moved back.
"Hey Bryan, my Mum will be home soon and it is nearly your tea time. Why dont you come around again on Sunday afternoon when Mum and Dad will be out. I'll give you some more help with your math problems. Okay?"
"Okay, see you Sunday. Would 2 be okay?"
"Yes, wear your shorts, not jeans."
Bryan didn't ask why, he just nodded, "Okay, see you Sunday, bye.
When Bryan got home his mother told him that tea would be ready in 30 minutes. Bryan went to the bathroom and looked at his bum in the mirror, it was the usual mass of parallel lines from the middle of his buttocks down to the crease. There were two deep purple wealds where the two strokes had landed on top of others. The weald on the crease looked as though it was just about ready to bleed. Bryan pulled up his pants and washed up ready for tea. He didn't play with his JT, as he thought he would do that afterwards.
After tea Sel phoned, "How did you get on with Debbie?"
"Okay, she helped me some math problems. I'm going back on Sunday and she is going to show me how to do some tricky formulae."
"How's your bum? Did Jack Cronin clean your clock?" (Make you cry)
"Just about, _s_h_i_t_ it hurt. You ought to see my bum its just about bleeding in a couple of places." After my shower tonight I'll put some of Mum's cream on it to sooth it."
After talking another couple of minutes they hung up and Bryan went to have his shower. As he was drying himself his Dad came into the bathroom after knocking on the door. He saw Bryan's bum and said, "Son I thought that you would be past the stage of getting the cane now. Who did that?"
"Jack Cronin."
"Whatever did you do to deserve that lot. It looks as though he has given you fair sort of a doing over."
"I got six and a couple landed on the same spot." Someone pushed me as we were going into class and I swore at them and he heard me."
"Well if you swore you deserved them and I've a good mind to give you a few more, but it looks as though you had enough for a day or so. Get your PJs on and head off to bed."
"Goodnight Dad."
"Goodnight Bryan I don't want to hear anymore about swearing at school or at home, Okay?"
Bryan nodded and went to bed. His young brother Tom was already in bed. Tom was now in the 3rd form at Te Awamutu College and was subject to the same rules as Bryan.
"Hey Bryan, I hear Jack Cronin gave you six. Can I see your bum?"
"Why, you've seen it before after I've had the cane, so why now?
"North gave me three today, my first caning, my bum is really sore still."
It's about time you stopped acting like a goody two shoes, what did you do to make North cane you?"
"I got caught throwing a paper ball in the middle of the period while he was writing on the board. He made me wait till the end of the period though before he caned me."
"North hits pretty hard, did you cry?"
"No."
"Tom hop out of bed and grab Mums cold cream from the bathroom and I'll show you how to fix some of your problem."
Tom came back a couple of minutes later with the jar of cream
"Okay drop your PJs and I'll rub this over the your stripes gently then you can do the same for me. I'll see your bum and you'll see mine at the same time okay?"
The brothers creamed each other's bums and then got into their separate beds.
"Bryan my bum feels a lot better now. Will I still have marks tomorrow?
"Why?"
"I want to show my mate Steve. He hasn't had the cane yet and when we started at the beginning of the year we agreed to show each other after we had been caned the first time."
"Don't worry, you'll still have the marks there for a week or longer. As I said earlier North generally hits pretty hard and you will be bruised. The cream will just take the heat away and sooth the sting a bit."
"Good. Good night Bryan."
"Good night."
On Saturday the brothers got up at 7am and after breakfast did their chores around the place. Bryan had to mow the lawn while tom helped their Mother hanging out the weekly wash and drying dishes etc. Just after 10am Bryan came inside to find that Tom was looking at his prized collection of car magazines and had thrown them down untidily on the floor causing the cover of one to be ripped. Bryan lost his cool and launched himself at his brother wrestling him to the floor and thumping him where ever he could. Tom began to shout and tried to hit back. They were making quite a noise and didn't notice their father come into the room. He had been woken up by the noise and as he came into the room he heard Bryan call Tom 'a _f_u_c_k_ing little _s_h_i_t_.'
"Bryan. Tom. What's going on here?"
"Dad, Bryan started to fight just because I was looking at his car magazines."
"I don't mind him looking at the mags Dad, but he throws them around and he has ripped the cover of a couple."
"Well I'm really annoyed at both of you. You both know that this is my sleeping time yet you make a terrible noise. Also Bryan I spoke to you yesterday about swearing and yet what did I hear you call your brother?"
"I'm sorry Dad."
"Being sorry is not enough this time. I am going to take my belt to you both. Both of you get your jeans off while I go and get the belt." Their father left the room. Tom had never had a belting from Dad and Bryan had only one, the time he was caught smoking at Sel's home. He came back into the room the heavy belt hanging from his hand.
"Right Tom, bend over the end of your bed. I'll give you six."
Tom bent over. You could see three faint purple wealds left from the cane the day before, through his white underpants.
"What did you get the cane for?"
"Fooling around in class Dad."
"Well I am not fooling around." He raised the strap and brought it down hard on his younger son's behind. Whack. Tom's bum shuddered as he clenched his cheeks together trying to stop the wild stinging. Whack, whack, whack. As the fourth stroke fell Tom started to move. Whack he let out a cry. Whack! To Bryan the last stroke seemed to be really hard. The strap wrapped across Tom's bum and seemed to bounce off again.
Tom let out a loud cry, "Oooouch."
Bryan could see Tom's bum glowing pinkly through his underpants while Tom lay over the end of the bed sobbing quietly. It was the first time the two brothers had been punished together and Bryan felt his _c_o_c_k_ starting to grow and hoped his father wouldn't notice it.
"Okay Tom it's over get yourself decent. Remember that your brother said, 'he doesn't mind you looking at his magazines, but you must learn to care for other people's belongings. Right Bryan you started the noise, but you were provoked. However you were also swearing which I talked to you about yesterday. You've got a choice. You can have eighteen over your underpants or twelve on the bare behind and I'm telling you now they will be well laid on."
Bryan thought for a moment and then peeled his jockeys down to his knees and bent over the end of his bed. This time Tom could watch as his older brother took his punishment. Their Father seemed to stare at Bryan's buttocks with the four wealds already on it, two of them deep purple where Jack Cronin had laid two strokes on top of each other, then he raised the strap over his shoulder and brought it crashing down on Bryan's bum. Whack! A broad red stripe about 11/2 inches wide appeared across both cheeks. Bryan didn't move. Two more had crashed down and still Bryan hadn't moved, his father was working his way down his behind.
By the time his Father had got up to six he had worked his way down to the top of Bryan's thighs and hell that hurt. Bryan winced and moved as the belt landed on top of the double hit on his crease. The next six started and again his Father worked his way down his behind each stroke of the strap landing hard. Bryan was in agony. He didn't think anything could hurt so much it was only his pride that stopped him yelling. The last stroke landed. Bryan lay across the end of his bed breathing hard just about in tears his behind felt as though it was on fire.
"Right boys let that be a lesson to you both. I won't tolerate fighting or swearing and remember no more noise."
"Yes Dad," they said together.
As their Father left the room Bryan pulled his underpants back up his erection completely shriveled up and then pulled on his jeans. "Sorry I did my bun Tom, but my magazines cost me my pocket money and they are precious to me."
Tom just glared at Bryan, then he smiled, "Gee you got it bad big brother your bum looked like it was going to catch on fire. I don't know if I could take twelve on the bare bum. Getting six on the underpants was bad enough. How will I be able to show Steve my bum now. Dad's strapping will have hidden all the marks made by the cane."
"You'll find in a couple of hours your bum won't be so bad, and the cane marks from yesterday will still be there to show off little brother. Anyway you'll really have something to show off now."
On Sunday morning Bryan finished all his weekend chores and after lunch told his mum and dad that he was going to Debbie Wright's home. He explained the Debbie was helping with math problems that he was finding difficult.
He rushed away to the bathroom to brush his teeth and freshen up and then changed into his good shorts pulling his jeans over the top in case his parents asked why he was wearing shorts instead of jeans. Saying goodbye to his parents he left home just before two and walked down the road to Debbies. While he walked he wondered again why Debbie wanted him to wear shorts instead of jeans. Debbie answered his knock at the door and they went inside to the dinning nook again.
After working at the math formulae for nearly an hour Debbie said, "How's your bottom? Is it still sore?"
"It's still a bit tender in a couple of places."
"Why have you got jeans on when I asked you to wear shorts?"
"I've got my shorts on under my jeans cause I didn't want my parents to ask what I was doing. Why did you want me to wear shorts anyway?"
"I was going to punish you as a schoolboy if you made me angry enough."
"I think I've had enough to last me for a while."
"Why?"
"Well I was fighting with Tom and we woke Dad up. He gave Tom six across the underpants with a heavy belt and I got twelve on the bare bum."
"Lets see the damage."
"There's not much to see. Maybe a few bruises, but I'll show you." Bryan stood up pushed down his jeans and took them right off. He then undid the top button of his shorts and eased down the zip, turning away from Debbie as he did so. His _c_o_c_k_ was just about bursting out the front of his jockeys. He pushed his shorts down further than he had on Friday afternoon and peeled the back of his jockeys down to show Debbie his bum.
Debbie saw the four purple wealds left over from Friday's caning and some wider bruising from Bryan's Father's strap. His whole buttock area from the top of his crack down to his thighs was still slightly pink. She ran one of her fingers over his bum. Bryan was just about ready to blow his stack.
He turned to her and they seemed to come together, their lips meeting at first gently and then more firmly.. It was his first kiss....................