SSC2009: Brother's Helping Hand (t/b, spank, brothers, flip-flip)
Summary: A boy knows he's earned a spanking and gets help from his big brother to solve a problem.

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Brother's Helping Hand
by
Y Lee Coyote

Twelve-year-old Mack walked very slowly home from the school bus stop.  He was very worried about the test that was returned with the big red F on it. The test that was last Thursday after the Wednesday evening that he went to the movies with his friends after telling his parents that he had done his homework and studying.  Failure did not automatically mean a spanking but not studying for a test positively absolutely guaranteed one.

Mack did not have a problem with that rule at all.  It was clearly stated and he understood it when he decided to go to movies rather than study. The problem was that Dad had gone on a business trip and that meant that Mom would spank him.  She would spank him like she had for as far back as he could remember.  She would send him to his room to wait and then come with her hairbrush.  She would sit on the bed and take his jeans and briefs down and pull him over her lap and roast his bottom.

He much preferred to get spanked by Dad.  Much would be the same and his tail certainly would become a fiery center of pain.  The difference was that Dad was a guy and Mom was a gal and he had reached the very sensitive age where sexuality was most important.  Sometimes, Dad would even allow him the dignity of taking his own pants down and presenting his buttocks as his big brother, Ira, did when he got the strap.  Sure, it hurt more, a lot more, but he was becoming a man and could take it.

He was glad Mom wasn't home and knocked on his brother's bedroom door.  "I got a problem, Ira." he began his explanation and concluded with: "Would you spank me so Mom won't?"

"I would be delighted to, Brat, but Dad would bust my tail into next week for hitting you." responded the smiling seventeen year old.

Dejected, Mack returned to his room and pondered the universe.  Then he called his father who, thanks to the miracle of time zones, was finished with work.  He explained and asked for approval.

A few minutes later he was back with his brother.  "Call Dad, Ira."

Ira put down the phone and said "Dad said 'OK' and that it was up to me to decide, Brat. What did you do wrong?"

Mack explained in full detail.  Ira contemplated.  "Get a flip-flop and then get over my lap." he said simply.

Mack ran as if he was going to get a wonderful treat.  He gave the flip-flop to his brother, dropped his jeans and briefs and lay over his brother's lap.  "Ready."

The spanking hurt as much as any he had and probably even more than Mom's He even cried a little.  But as he pulled up his pants and thanked his brother for spanking him.

"Anytime, Brat."  They hugged.

The End

© Copyright A.I.L.  June 18, 2009