It was when Myron was in his tween years that his personality coalesced into the prototype of what it was to become by the time he was an adult. He was smart, determined and insisted all must be right. He was set on making the world conform to his high ideals of perfection.© Y Lee Coyote
His older brother Van was the normal boy who managed to get into trouble. Their parents were quite traditional and believed that spanking with a short lecture was the best method of correction for him. The question about whether or not Myron should be spanked never needed to be asked for he was the perfect child.
The other standard question had the answer “Yes.” If Van had earned a spanking and Myron was around at the punishment time, he not only was allowed to watch but was encouraged to do so both as an (entirely unnecessary) object lesson and because Van did not like it, which increased the punishment value. Starting long before his tween years Myron loved to watch and even yearned to be the spanker.
It is probably redundant to mention, that Van was required to be in his birthday suit (his mom did not like the crude words ‘nude’ and ‘naked’) so Myron got to see his bottom turn hot red. Additionally he saw their cousins and also friends of Van spanked so he saw many boys’ bottoms turn red.
Myron had a favorite spanking memory. It was when everyone visiting the grandparents. All the cousins were playing in the backyard while the older generation talked. It was then that Van and another boy were running around so intent on their game that they crashed into Myron and Nina. The two fathers reacted quickly. In less than a minute each reckless boy was in his father’s tight grip and immediately began to lose his shorts.
Once they were over their fathers’ laps, they promptly began to hear – and, of course, feel – the one-hand-clapping duet. Immediately all the other kids were watching as those two boy butts turned red. A couple of minutes later they were crying. Nina then taught Myron something. She picked up one of the flip-flops and gave her brother a few whacks on his already hot red rump. Myron was a fast learner and started to do the same. He was a mite hesitant but his Dad did not stop him after the first whack so he did exactly as his cousin was doing and delivered a dozen. This was the first time he spanked his big brother. Myron simply loved it just as he had imagined. He was immediately hooked as if spanking was a powerful and addictive narcotic.
While the two red bottomed boys did some corner time, Myron and Nina whispered to each other about how much fun spanking their big brothers were.
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Myron was also always on the look out for more information about spanking. When he got older he ransacked the books in the library to read the old stories and was elated when could search the web which was an absolute treasure trove of information. His quest for information was never over. It would be nice to say that Myron did not have spanking on his mind when we started this report but that simply would not be true. Every since giving his brother those dozen whacks with the flip-flop he wanted to spank him more.
It bothered him that he could not see a way to do it. He was sure that Van would just laugh at him if he said anything like “Get over my lap so I can spank you, Van.” or “Bend over the bed so that I can strap you, Van.” And the laughs would surely be more intense if he added “pants down”. Myron realized that offering to spank his big brother to relieve his parents of the task wouldn’t work either.
Obviously he needed something else. Then fate struck and he was overjoyed to recognize the opportunity that was presented and he pounced when Van returned.
“You are an hour late Van and mom said that you must come home immediately after school because she was going to be out and the law requires me not to be alone. That was very naughty of you, young man.” he aped their mom.
“You don’t need watching, Myron.” scoffed Van.
“I most wholeheartedly agree but you were naughty for neglecting your responsibility and that has earned you a SPANKING.”
“Are you going to tell?”
“If I don’t tell you will not receive your richly earned spanking and that is not right.” (Myron had heard his brother lectured many times and was good at repeating the fancy phases.) Van did not know what to say and he continued. “Of course, if you get your spanking I won’t tell.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“That I spank you and then the folks don’t have know that you were late and left me alone. We all know that a spanking clears the record.” Van looked at his brother puzzled. “I’ll be in my room doing my homework when you decide.” and he went off.
Van considered his options. It seemed that he would be spanked either way and surely his little brother’s spanking would hurt less. Also, that would be the end of it and there wouldn’t be any prying parental questions about why he was late. He wasn’t happy with that outcome but he went to see his brother. He did not realized that it would set a precedent.
Van asked the obvious questions and was satisfied with the answers. Myron anxiously decided to proceed and told him to drop his jeans and get over his lap. Van was embarrassed and worse but Myron was absolutely thrilled and elated.
Myron started with a few hand spanks on big brother’s boxers and then pulled them down explaining that he needed to this to see how red he was turning and added “I’ve seen you bare – front and back – a zillion times getting spanked so relax.” Van realized that was, alas, all too true and accepted it.
After a few more hand spanks enjoying how Van’s butt turned red, Myron switched to the hairbrush for, after all, the stories said to use it. They both saw how much more effective it was. Myron prudently stopped spanking before big brother complained that it was too much by telling him the spanking was over and that he may get up.
Myron then spent a long time reliving the fantastic experience by writing it into a well-hidden document in his computer so he would never forget any of the wonderful details. Van just wasn’t sure about the whole thing but was happy that he did not get spanked by their dad.
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After that first real punishment spanking of Van, Myron was on the lookout for the next opportunity to spank his big brother. Repeating the first soon became impossible for he turned twelve. Since any issue with the school required a signed response those were off the table so he concluded that he had to catch Van being naughty in their parents’ eyes but unrelated to school.
The event occurred, ironically, because of a school event – there weren’t any classes because of a teachers’ conference day. Van went off with his buddies and later Myron saw that he failed to do his weekly chore of taking the stinky trash to the curb for pickup. Myron was overjoyed and made preparations.
When Van returned, Myron had a video showing him taking out the trash complete with a date stamp. Then he made the deal bluntly. “Myron, let me remind you of dad’s dire warning to you about forgetting – AGAIN – to take out the trash?” He paused and added “I believe that he mentioned grounding as well as a spanking.” He was sure that would make big bro agreeable as one of his friend’s birthday bash was scheduled in just three days
Myron did not have to wait as long as the first time for big brother to cave and request his spanking in return for silence and deletion of the video. As before, jeans and undies got lowered and Van was over Myron’s lap. Myron commenced with his hand and made the target a nice pink before switching to a folded heavy belt. “I’m using the belt because the hairbrush is for females. I trust you will feel it and resolve to remember to do your chores.” The belt did, indeed, make a strong impression and soon the target butt was a bright crimson.
Van sulked back to his room to nurse his hurt tail and ego. Myron joyfully wrote up the wonderful experience he had and added it to his secret file for repeated enjoyment.
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Myron was more eager than ever to spank his big brother again (and again and …) but he had to wait until he caught him breaking some rule that they could hide from their parents again. Van had shown that he was most susceptible to blackmail at least when the option was less than the probable parental punishment. Myron realized that this was a relatively rare occurrence, however he was ever hopeful.
Then one day he saw Van and Rex, his ‘bad’ friend sitting behind the garage smoking. He formulated a plan and collected some evidence. Then he went out and pounced on his naughty prey like a powerful tiger on a lost lamb.
“Would you dudes care give an endorsement about how great those fags are?” They did not look happy at the question. “Perhaps it would make your dads less enthusiastic to beat you so you can’t sit down for a week or two?”
“SCRAM!” snapped Rex annoyed at the little brat.
“OK, I guess I’ll just have tell dad and watch him beat your stupid ass. And Rex maybe your dad will come over and the pair of you will get it together. It will be great fun. Well, for some of us, anyway.”
Rex had objections and nasty words for Myron but as they reviewed things he reluctantly agreed to Myron’s alternate plan which was Myron’s true objective.
“Smoking is a most grievous crime with short and long consequences. Now, drop your jeans and boxers and kindly lean on the wall with your butts sticking out.” commanded Myron as he removed the heavy Garrison belt he had selected a few minutes before.
When they were both in position, he began with his brother. “Please count.” He said as he raised the belt high for the first cut.
There was the TWACK and as the first red stripe formed a weak “One.” He repeated the cut on Rex’s tail with identical results.
Over and over he raised the belt and applied it vigorously until they each, in turn, moaned “Ten.” Myron told them it was over and hurried back to his computer to write it up for his future enjoyment before it could forget even the tiniest luscious detail. The two red-rump older boys lied to each other about how little it had hurt. This precluded them from any attempts to reduce the pain with cream, rubbing or even ice.
Van and Rex did not enjoy the day although Myron was elated with having strapped not only his big brother but his friend.
More than ever his dreams were full of spanking and hot red tails. He was counting the day until he could attend a spanking club like those he saw listed on the web.