As we were growing up, my younger brother and I were pretty good pals and got along pretty well. We were usually under the thumb of our older brother and so we sort of united against him. Sometimes we got spanked by our older brother, since our father was not often home. While usually he spanked us one at a time, sometimes we would get spanked together. One time I remember real well, we found a collection of coins our brother had and each took two silver dollars. When he found it missing, he immediately guessed that we had taken them and he took his brown leather belt off, doubled it up, and spanked us on our underpants really hard.
Between my younger brother and I, I was older so I usually bossed him around. One time, though, when our parents were away on a trip, our older brother decided to go on a ski weekend with some of his college pals. I was looking forward to this because I thought I would be in charge. To my great surprise, just before he left, our older brother told us that the younger brother was in charge because I had been acting childishly. He warned me, with somber voice and expression, that younger brother was taking his place in all respects and if I caused any trouble, I would get spanked really hard by him when he got back. And after he spanked me, he would tell our dad that I misbehaved and I would get another spanking from him. With that, off he went on Friday night.
Now the youngest brother, like I said, was pretty easy going. This time, though, I think he was looking forward to telling me what to do. So not too long after our older brother left, while we were sitting in the bedroom we shared, he told me to go in and clean up the kitchen. I told him I was not going to do it. Younger brother told me if I didn't get downstairs and clean up the kitchen right away, he was going to spank me. I laughed, thinking he was just kidding. Without saying another word, he quickly unbuckled the black leather belt he was wearing, pulled it off, doubled it up, just like our dad or older brother, and came over to me. He told me to get up and turn around. Then he told me he was going to spank me with his belt. I told him I wouldn't do it. He said he would tell our brother. I knew what that meant, a really hard spanking. So I told him I would go down and clean up the kitchen. He said it was too late, that I was getting a spanking and I had better hurry. He added that now I had to take my pants down because I didn't bend over when he first told me. I slowly lowered my pants and turned around. Then he told me to bend over. I bent over and put my hands on the bed.
He his belt and started spanking me on my underpants, not as hard as our older brother would, but it still stung. He gave me about ten slashes with his belt and then asked me if I would go down and clean up the kitchen. I started saying I would go clean the kitchen, he told me to go do it. I started to pull my pants up but he told me to go down in just my underpants!. So I went and cleaned up the kitchen. He came down and watched me, sitting at the kitchen table, and placing his belt on the table. When I was done, he told me I still had ten slashes with his belt coming for not cleaning the kitchen up when he told me to. I started to argue but he reminded me that he was in charge and he would just tell our brother. So I said okay. He told me to bend over the kitchen table and laid into me, giving me ten hard swats with his belt. He was gaining in experience and this time he took really hard full swings with his belt, and it really stung. I was yelping when he hit me. Then he stopped and told me I could go and put my pants on.
I still wasn't giving into this though because later that night, after we had watched TV, my younger brother told me to go to bed. I said I wanted to stay up. He I couldn't and it was time to go to bed or get another spanking. I told him I wasn't going to go. He left the room for a few minutes and came back while I was still watching the TV. He had our older brother's belt with him, doubled up in his hand. This belt was an old brown leather one, pretty wide and heavy. It was the one we had gotten spanked with when we took his coins. Younger brother told me to come up to the bedroom with him because I was going to get another spanking. Of course, I didn't want to do and argued with him. Now he was starting to get mad and told me he would just tell our brother if I didn't go right now. So I got up and followed him and the belt up the stairs to our room. I can remember following him and watching him carrying the belt by his side and thinking how much it was doing to hurt and how embarrassing it was going to be. Once we got there, he told me to take my pants down again and I did it. Then he sat on his bed and told me to come over by him. I went over and he got me to bend over his lap as he sat on the bed. Once he had me over his lap, he took the brown belt and started spanking me really hard with it. This time, he didn't stop with ten slashes. WHACK WHACK. The belt made a really loud smack as it landed on my underpants. I was trying hard not to but after a few more licks I started crying. But now he was mad because I hadn't done what he said, and kept spanking me for a long time. He must have given me thirty swats with it. Finally, after he had really warmed my butt, he stopped and told me to get off his lap. Then he told me to go to bed, which I did.
The next day, we got along pretty well for most of the day, because I remembered the spanking with the belt he had given me. But when it came time to go to bed, I didn't want to go and this time I just asked if I could stay up. I was embarrassing to have to ask your younger brother for permission to stay up a little later. He said no. I said I wanted to stay up some more. Younger brother said he guessed I hadn't learned a lesson the night before and so he was going to have to spank me again. He told me to go up to our room and wait. He said I should have my pants down when he came there to spank me. I went up to the room, took my pants off, and sat on his bed. A few minutes later, he came in. I was expecting him to have our brother's belt with him but instead, he had gotten our brothers brand new fraternity paddle out. He came over with the paddle and told me to get up and turn around. When I bent over, he gave me a series of really hard swats. Since neither he nor I had ever been spanked with this paddle, neither one of us knew what to expect. I was surprised how much it hurt and started crying after only about five swats. Even though I was crying, he kept spanking away, giving me fifteeen hard swats. Then he stopped and told me to get up. I stood up, rubbing my butt, and sniffling from the spanking. Younger brother stood there looking at me, then he said, he wasn't sure I had learned my lesson. He told me to go get our brothers belt from the bedroom. I decided against arguing and went into our brothers bedroom and got his belt from his bed, where he had left it the night before. I brought it back to him and handed it to him. He doubled it up and sat on his bed, patting his lap. The he started really spanking me, harder than before, laying down whack after whack, while I kicked my legs and shouted for mercy. Finally, he let me up and I went to bed.
When our older brother came back, neither of us told him about what had happened but that was the last time that younger brother was left in charge and he never got to spank me again.