I’m back home after a summer with my cousins at their beach house.  It was wild.  Well, in a family way for the beach rule was that boys without pubes had to be naked.  Both my cousins – Pete who is thirteen and Rex who is eleven are bald – although at fourteen I am not.  Well, to be completely honest let me admit that I’m on the late side and only had a small bush and still, alas, a shrimpy dick.© Y Lee Coyote

There was also an even stranger rule that nude and non-nude boys had to stay apart.  That presented a problem.  If I wore a bathing suit then I would have to stay away from my cousins on the beach.  Not fun at all.

Pete had a solution – remove my pubes.  I did not like that as the guys at school sneered at baldies.  They were very persuasive and convinced me, however, and that very day they clipped and shaved me.  “With your small pee-pee nobody will think that you are more than ten or eleven at most so they won’t pay you any attention.  You’ll even look younger than both of us.” said Rex.  I should note that Rex looked older and more developed than his brother as well as me.

I wished that it wasn’t true but in my heart I knew that Rex was right and it proved so on the beach.

I was surprised that it was Rex who called the shots rather than his older brother.  It was he who made sure that I remained bald through the entire summer even switching using a depilatory cream rather than a razor.

Looking back, I realized that I changed because of becoming bald at Rex’s hand.  I had always felt inferior (as in less masculine) in school because of not only being short but having small equipment and recently my latish development.  I quickly became used to following Rex’s lead just like Pete did.  Perhaps it would it be more honest to say he dominated me or that I submitted to him?

It was my second week there when I learnt how dominant Rex was.  At breakfast one morning my Aunt scolded Pete for not taking out the garbage.  Rex quickly reacted.

“Bring me the spoon Pete.” he ordered turning his chair around from the table.  Pete obeyed without hesitation.  Rex then lowered Pete’s shorts and pulled him over his lap.  He gave him a good spanking.  Good enough that Pete yelled and even cried.

Pete then apologized to their mother and took out the garbage.  She thanked her second son for dealing with her first.  I certainly was surprised.

It was the next week that I learnt I was not exempt from such things.  The lifeguard blew his whistle to clear the water as it was the end of the day.  I was slow to obey and Pete yelled at me.  Rex had a harsher plan.  When we got back to our stuff, Rex sat and ordered me over his lap.  I hesitated and then he explained “Either I spank you now or dad will strap you after dinner.”

I yielded for the first time and learnt how much a flip-flop can hurt.  I completely crumbled under Rex’s assault into a blubbering little boy.  I could not believe how easily and quickly that happened.  It certainly made me respect Rex a lot more and sadly reduced my self esteem.

It happened almost every week like he was the big brother looking out for the little ones.  Besides spanking me he also applied that evil cream every week and even a couple of days before my return home.  “You look so much better bald, Marvin.” he opined with a great big grin.  “I’ll bet that your brother will agree.”

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What is missing in the above background is mention of my stepbrother Jared who is a couple of years younger than I am.  We have been in a continuous battle for dominance for years.  So far I have been winning but it is getting harder and harder as my age advantage fades.  There are obvious signs that he is developing faster and earlier than me.  Simply put, he is farther into puberty than I am sporting a full bush and generous cock and even gaining more muscle while I’m still boyish.

To make the visit to our cousins required an air trip and Jared is not old enough to fly without an adult which I am not so he had to stay home.

Since they are good friends, Rex sent Jared reports about how I was just a ‘bald little boy’ under his control just like his older brother was.  In particular, he mentioned removing my pubes and spanking me.  I was not to learn about this until some time after I returned home.

The brotherly duel restarted my first night back. “You looked much better without that puny bush above your itsy-bitzy pee-pee.” Jared said and to emphasize his point he was rampant.

I soon found out how he spent a lot of his time during the summer – wrestling at the Rec Center as he forced me into match after match.  He had learnt a lot and totally dominated me each time.  Every time I was helpless, he spanked me as an object lesson.  It was just a few whacks each time but each one was hard.  He would even apply that evil depilatory to keep me bald which I was powerless to prevent.

There was one position that he loved.  That was with us both prone with him on top with his hard cock pressing on my crack.  “Just tell me when you are ready and I’ll take your cherry.” he would say cheerfully.

“Never!” I would reply and he would laugh.

All that was the prelude.  When I came home with a failing test grade he pounced.  I tried to resist but soon I was over his lap like a ten-year-old.  He gave me a few hard spanks and then stopped.

No, not the end but just a pause as he opened and removed my pants and undies.  Then it was back over his lap and he completed the spanking turning my butt into a major pain center.  Even more so than Rex had.

At dinner my stepfather said I was to be spanked for the failing grade.  I couldn’t possibly tell him that Jared had already spanked me.  Jared then chimed in.  “No need, father, I’ve already given the little boy the spanking he deserved for failing so you can relax this evening.”

I had to admit it was true and father ordered me to show him my red rear.  “Yes, you did a good job, son, spanking your naughty little brother.  Thank you.  Please continue to keep him in line as you see fit as long as he’s a hairless little boy.”

“Yes, father, I will do my best.” Jared replied enthusiastically matching his elation.

“And you, Marvin, are to obey your brother and continue to accept his discipline.  Understand?”

“Yes, father.” I replied helpless to do anything else at this devastating turn of events.

Jared had totally won the war and now I was his.  He was sure to keep me hairless and, from my summer experience with Rex, I know it is only a matter of time before I succumb completely and accede to his will to take my cherry as permanent, total submission.