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Secret After Hours Hallowe’en Party

By

YLeeCoyote@juno.com

They were all almost fourteen and felt that trick or treating was for little kids.  The town had gotten very strict about even the most minor of tricks which had been declared to be serious crimes and would get a boy sent to the most dreaded juvenile hall.  Yet they were not really old enough to have a proper party with girls et al for none of them had a girl friend not to even mention a proper girlfriend.  They talked about possibilities for hours and eventually they came up with a plan.  They would play little boys but in private so that the others would not laugh at them.

They would all pretend to be little ten-year-olds and play silly games which they otherwise would not be caught dead doing and have lots of yummy treats to pig out on – candy, cake, ice cream and soda.  To make things more interesting they would also pretend that they were school boys secretly partying after lights out in the dorm attic.  Nothing is more fun than being naughty and doing stuff in secret.

The party was set for nine after the little kids' trick or treating was finished for several of them had to escort younger siblings about or staff their own front doors to hand out the candy to the little ones.  They would use the loft space in Jerry's family's garage.

The evening started exactly as expected in the neighborhood.  Swarms of little kids with chaperones and bigger ones on their own were out collecting sugary treats dressed in silly costumes.  Everyone played their parts perfectly.  By nine the streets were back to normal – quiet with just the occasional car passing.

That would have been the end of the story except that Kyle and Tad both almost eleven-years-old kid brothers of two of the party boys had devised plans of their own.  They had over heard their big brothers and friends making plans and decided that they would enliven the party by crashing it.© YLeeCoyote

So, at 9:40 the pair slipped into the garage and were just starting up the stairs when the tone changed so they stopped to listen.

One of the partiers, Harry,  had started to shout: "Stop this racket.  It is after hours." as if he were a perfect in a boys' school.

Silence did not fall on the group like it would have in another time and place.  The pretend student official was one of the group, dressed just like the others and even laughing as he yelled.  The others just laughed back and the party continued in the flickering candle light.

"Do you think our plan will work?" asked Kyle of his friend Tad.

"Yes.  If we are firm and resolute and act like are we in charge.  My brother, Harry, was laughing and not dressed for the part." responded his buddy.  "And we got to put the bright lights on to kill the party mood."

They made sure that they looked like proper monitors with their ties tight, their shoes shined and their blazers with their badges of authority.  They dashed up the stairs, flipped on the lights and yelled: "WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?  YOU ALL SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN YOUR BEDS AN HOUR AGO."  Tad even killed the music.

The six partiers were taken by surprise.  They had been playing naughty school boys and suddenly they were confronted by matching authority figures.  Somehow there had been a rewrite of the script and they were caught up in it.  Unlike when one of their own had tried this, the dynamics were now different.  They were caught up and could not stop the script playing out to whatever end.

"OK, line up over there in two rows of three, drop your pants and undies and assume the position.  You're each getting six." barked Kyle.  The two younger boys were pleasantly surprised that the six older ones obeyed.  It was a great sight – six bare butts awaiting their pleasure.

They smiled at each other as they pulled their leather straps from inside their blazers.  Kyle started with the line on the left and Tad with the line on the right.  In unison they raised their straps and brought them down on the first two tails.  Without making a fuss, they each proceed along the line give to remaining ones their first cuts.

Then they switched lines and repeated the operation for the second round.  They continued this until round six.  They had been gentle for they realized if they were not, the older ones would rebel, easily over power them and strap them.  The sixth cuts they delivered with more force but still tame.

Kyle and Tad were quickly running out of seriousness by now.  They could not say: "Now get your naughty butts off to bed." without cracking up.

"Happy Hallowe'en." they yelled and then asked if there was anymore ice cream.

The eight of them partied bit longer before going off to bed in a happy mood.  As a bonus two sets of brother were closer than before.

The End

© Copyright A.I.L. October 31, 2017

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