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Although none of the rules had changed there was a definite softening of the way they were applied. Both mum and dad were less intrusive in to the minutia of my life. I think that they gotten tired of watching us so closely.\n\nThis became evident on Thursday. Mum has us eat dinner by ourselves because she and dad were going visiting. Dicky was very nervous and it became clear why when he pulled out a test paper with a poor grade and handed it to mum. Mum studied it a while and asked Dicky a few questions. The test was on Wednesday but he did not study as much as he should have because he had watched a game on the telly.\n\n\"So,\" she asked, \"if you had been responsible and studied properly you would have done much better.\"\n\n\"Yes, mother.\"\n\n\"And what do you think should happen, young man?\"\n\n\"I should be spanked.\" Dicky said softly with his eyes starring at the floor.\n\nAs he said that, dad walked in. \"And just why should you be spanked, Richard?\" After dad heard the story, he agreed but said he would do it Saturday morning. He and mum had to have dinner with his boss tonight and with friends tomorrow.\n\nThen my brother surprised us all and permanently endeared himself to me. \"Waiting is so hard. Julian could do it tonight father?\n\n\"I have to change now.\" said dad dashing up the stairs. Mum rushed after him to change also leaving us alone.\n\nDicky looked at me with pleading eyes. \"He might use the cane, Julian. Please....\" He never finished the sentence but just hugged me. I returned the hug.\n\n\"It up to dad, Dicky. But I won't be easy on you.\" He just hugged me again with his pleading eyes.\n\nWhen the folks came back downstairs, Dad put me in charge again and added that he expected me to do as well as I did on the weekend. And of course, we were both to be in bed by nine o'clock with our homework done and Dick punished.\n\nWe cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs. I told Wickie that he had better do all his homework or he would have to have two discussions with me as prefect. This really worked wonders for all he said was \"Yes, sir.\" and he got right to work. This enabled me to do the same. I can not explain it, it did wonders for me also. At eight-ten Wickie came to me. \"I did not study properly and messed up an test, sir.\"\n\nI made him admit that he really had two transgressions -- not studying and lying so he could watch the telly. I stripped him and sat on the bed before pulling him over my lap. I then spanked him with my hand until his arse was bright crimson and he was sobbing. I then switched to a flip-flop. I gave him a dozen good hard slaps so that he knew he was properly punished.\n\nI held him a few minutes until he stopped crying and told him to go down on me. He did not know the term so I just pushed his head down to my bulging crutch. He wanted it even more than I did. He quickly pulled open my school shorts, reached into my pants and engulfed my hard rod. He was very careful for I did not feel his teeth even once. It felt so good that I wanted him to go on forever, but I did stop him for there was something else I wanted. I had him bend over the bed and I admired his flaming arse before I pressed the petroleum jelly into his virgin hole. I played with it for a while as I spoke to him: \"Wickie, it is your duty to please your prefect in every way.\"\n\nI was certain that he knew what I was about to do beyond a shadow of a doubt for he responded: \"Please _f_u_c_k_ your fag, sir.\" I was not to deny my brother. I pressed forward and pushed my shaft in him for the first time. It was even better in his hot bum than his hot mouth. I exploded almost immediately but kept _f_u_c_k_ing him until I came again.\n\nWe took a quick shower and went to bed just a little late.\n\nIn the morning, his bum was still red. I had him show mum and dad at breakfast before we went to school.\n\nAfter school I told mum that Anno has asked me for help with his maths and I took the opportunity to ask George to help Dick study. I figured that mum would not allow company -- even for studying -- when we were alone, so I told her that we were thinking of a few hours on Saturday. Mum was so delighted that she called Mrs. Stone immediately and made arrangements. She even said she would make a special lunch for the four of us.\n\nOnce again, Dad put me in charge for the evening. It definitely felt good to be the brother-in-charge. Being in charge was about the only upside to all the _s_h_i_t_ that I had to put up with including the shorts. We just studied like we were suppose too thinking about final examinations rather than partying like the other guys. My plan was working for our parents were definitely responding to us following the new rules. Dicky turned into Wickie about eight-thirty and we played around. I spanked him gently and then we _f_u_c_k_ed.\n\nIn the morning after George and Anno arrived, I told Dicky that I expected him to work diligently and if he wasted this opportunity with George by goofing off or being stupid he would be spanked. Our visitors liked that idea although Anno did not seem to as much after George proposed that he be subject to the same rule. Anno resisted at first until George suggested that either he hadn't planned to work hard or was chicken.\n\nTwo hours later, just before breaking for lunch we had a review. Both of us tutors agreed that our students were deserving of spankings. I told George he could deal with Dicky if he wanted to. Dicky accepted his fate as a naughty boy should and let George drop his shorts and pants and put him over his lap. He got a five minutes hand spanking.\n\nAnno reluctantly accepted that I would spank him but he refused to go OTK like a little boy. Instead he just dropped his trousers and pants and bent over with a cheery: \"Ready, sir.\" I got the flip-flop from the closet and gave him ten hard ones. He took it very stoically with a clear count after each one and a \"Thank you, sir.\" at the end in proper schoolboy fashion.\n\nAs mother served us lunch a few minutes later, she asked about the slapping sounds. Anno answered: \"Just a couple of slow students being encouraged by their tutors, Mrs. Wicks.\"\n\nThe afternoon session went very well although Dicky earned another spanking. George pointed out that Anno had earned a reward for being so diligent. Anno smiled and picked up the flip-flop. Dicky started to object but I immediately put a stop to that. Anno was surprised when I told him to sit on the bed and for Dicky to drop both his shorts and pants and get into position. \"Just ten, Anno.\" I instructed. Anno carefully alternated cheeks as he quickly applied the flip-flop. When he was done, Dicky was sobbing and he sent him to stand in the corner.\n\nBoth George and I noticed the great bulge in Anno jeans. \"You liked that Anno. What's that in your jeans?\" queried his brother.\n\nAnno, as always was up to the challenge. \"It's a Stonie!\"\n\n\"What's that?\" we both asked.\n\n\"Like a woodie, only harder.\"\n\nHe ripped open his jeans and reached into his pants. \"This is a genuine Anno stonie\" he declared, making a play on his own name, and pulling it out. \"Want to feel it?\"\n\nSince he said that with a laugh, we took him up on it. He was right it was hard like stone. He then spit in his hand and began to wank right it front of us. \"Can't go home like this.\" I handed him some lube which was his immediate need and some tissues for which he soon would shortly have a great need.\n\nOn Tuesday I went to the Stone's for dinner. Mum said that I might wear my longs but I decided not to for I had some plans. Mr. and Mrs. Stone wanted to thank me for helping Anno with his maths. I got to do my homework early this night because they eat at seven rather than five o'clock like we do. I made light of my helping and told them that I found that it helped me for in order to explain things I really had to understand it very thoroughly. After dinner I worked with Anno some and then talked with the two of them. I was about to leave with sufficient time to be home before bedtime but as I had hoped The Stone's talked with me for fifteen minutes. Mr. Stone drove me home and even told dad that it was his fault I was late. I just went to bed.\n\nThe next afternoon, I went to see dad alone. But before he had returned from work I had gotten the cane he had brought back from Uncle John's and had never used. Standing as straight as I could in my uniform I confessed to dad that I very much regretted having been tardy last night after he had generously permitted me to go out and that I understood why I must be punished. Then I handed him the cane.\n\n\"You think you should be caned?\" he said surprised.\n\n\"Yes, sir.\" I said softly.\n\n\"Even though Mr. Stone said it was his fault?\"\n\n\"Yes, sir.\" I said still softly but very firmly. \"I was late, sir.\"\n\n\"How many stokes, Julian?\"\n\n\"I'm not sure, sir. The stories always talk of 'six of the best' for serious faults. Perhaps three, sir.\"\n\nDad thought this through for a full minute. He was uncomfortable like I had hoped. Instead of just telling me that it was not my fault and I was properly supervised by an adult, he fell in to the trap. He was going to punish me because I was being stricter than he was interpreting the rules. \"Let us make that two. Get into position.\"\n\nI put my blazer on the chair, dropped my shorts (I was not wearing any pants) and assumed the position being sure that my balls were in front and safe. \"Ready, sir.\"\n\nDad flexed the cane but did not seem comfortable with it as I watched him through my legs. I hoped he knew what he was doing but it was too late to think about that now. He swung it through the air. There was not any 'swoosh' and I barely felt it touch my bum. \"Zero, sir.\" I certainly did not want this to count.\n\nThen I heard a 'swoosh' and it connected with my bum with a loud WHACK! A searing pain flooded through me. I struggled to maintain position and not yell. \"One, sir.\"\n\nI watched the cane going back and braced myself. The swoosh and the WHACK! \"Two, sir.\"\n\nDad dismissed me. I pulled up my shorts and fastened them properly and put on my jacket. I walked out like (I believed) a young gentleman should. My arse was on fire and a spanking, even with the brush, did not hurt nearly as much. But, I was able to remain stoically silent like generations of English school boys had before me. I felt that I had to experience this.\n\nWhen I checked in the mirror I was sure that dad needed practice for the two tracks crossed rather than being parallel. I made sure that Dicky saw them and knew that the cane hurt. On Friday, Anno and George were over to study and I let them see my battle scars. The reports all said that one had to learn how to use a cane. I resolved to practice.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The week following my disciplining my brother was definitely better than before. Although none of the rules had changed there was a definite softening of the way they were applied.  Both mum and dad were less intrusive in to the minutia of my life.  I think that they gotten tired of watching us so closely.

This became evident on Thursday.  Mum has us eat dinner by ourselves because she and dad were going visiting.  Dicky was very nervous and it became clear why when he pulled out a test paper with a poor grade and handed it to mum.  Mum studied it a while and asked Dicky a few questions.  The test was on Wednesday but he did not study as much as he should have because he had watched a game on the telly.

"So," she asked, "if you had been responsible and studied properly you would have done much better."

"Yes, mother."

"And what do you think should happen, young man?"

"I should be spanked." Dicky said softly with his eyes starring at the floor.

As he said that, dad walked in.  "And just why should you be spanked, Richard?"  After dad heard the story, he agreed but said he would do it Saturday morning.  He and mum had to have dinner with his boss tonight and with friends tomorrow.

Then my brother surprised us all and permanently endeared himself to me.  "Waiting is so hard.  Julian could do it tonight father?

"I have to change now." said dad dashing up the stairs.  Mum rushed after him to change also leaving us alone.

Dicky looked at me with pleading eyes.  "He might use the cane, Julian.  Please...."  He never finished the sentence but just hugged me.  I returned the hug.

"It up to dad, Dicky.  But I won't be easy on you."  He just hugged me again with his pleading eyes.

When the folks came back downstairs,  Dad put me in charge again and added that he expected me to do as well as I did on the weekend.  And of course, we were both to be in bed by nine o'clock with our homework done and Dick punished.

We cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs.  I told Wickie that he had better do all his homework or he would have to have two discussions with me as prefect.  This really worked wonders for all he said was "Yes, sir." and he got right to work.  This enabled me to do the same.  I can not explain it, it did wonders for me also.  At eight-ten Wickie came to me. "I did not study properly and messed up an test, sir."

I made him admit that he really had two transgressions -- not studying and lying so he could watch the telly.  I stripped him and sat on the bed before pulling him over my lap.  I then spanked him with my hand until his arse was bright crimson and he was sobbing.  I then switched to a flip-flop.  I gave him a dozen good hard slaps so that he knew he was properly punished.

I held him a few minutes until he stopped crying and told him to go down on me.  He did not know the term so I just pushed his head down to my bulging crutch.  He wanted it even more than I did.  He quickly pulled open my school shorts, reached into my pants and engulfed my hard rod.  He was very careful for I did not feel his teeth even once.  It felt so good that I wanted him to go on forever, but I did stop him for there was something else I wanted.  I had him bend over the bed and I admired his flaming arse before I pressed the petroleum jelly into his virgin hole.  I played with it for a while as I spoke to him: "Wickie, it is your duty to please your prefect in every way."

I was certain that he knew what I was about to do beyond a shadow of a doubt for he responded: "Please _f_u_c_k_ your fag, sir."  I was not to deny my brother.  I pressed forward and pushed my shaft in him for the first time.  It was even better in his hot bum than his hot mouth.  I exploded almost immediately but kept _f_u_c_k_ing him until I came again.

We took a quick shower and went to bed just a little late.

In the morning, his bum was still red.  I had him show mum and dad at breakfast before we went to school.

After school I told mum that Anno has asked me for help with his maths and I took the opportunity to ask George to help Dick study.  I figured that mum would not allow company -- even for studying -- when we were alone, so I told her that we were thinking of a few hours on Saturday.  Mum was so delighted that she called Mrs. Stone immediately and made arrangements.  She even said she would make a special lunch for the four of us.

Once again, Dad put me in charge for the evening.  It definitely felt good to be the brother-in-charge.  Being in charge was about the only upside to all the _s_h_i_t_ that I had to put up with including the shorts.  We just studied like we were suppose too thinking about final examinations rather than partying like the other guys.  My plan was working for our parents were definitely responding to us following the new rules.  Dicky turned into Wickie about eight-thirty and we played around.  I spanked him gently and then we _f_u_c_k_ed.

In the morning after George and Anno arrived, I told Dicky that I expected him to work diligently and if he wasted this opportunity with George by goofing off or being stupid he would be spanked.  Our visitors liked that idea although Anno did not seem to as much after George proposed that he be subject to the same rule.  Anno resisted at first until George suggested that either he hadn't planned to work hard or was chicken.

Two hours later, just before breaking for lunch we had a review.  Both of us tutors agreed that our students were deserving of spankings.  I told George he could deal with Dicky if he wanted to.  Dicky accepted his fate as a naughty boy should and let George drop his shorts and pants and put him over his lap.  He got a five minutes hand spanking.

Anno reluctantly accepted that I would spank him but he refused to go OTK like a little boy.  Instead he just dropped his trousers and pants and bent over with a cheery: "Ready, sir."  I got the flip-flop from the closet and gave him ten hard ones.  He took it very stoically with a clear count after each one and a "Thank you, sir." at the end in proper schoolboy fashion.

As mother served us lunch a few minutes later, she asked about the slapping sounds.  Anno answered: "Just a couple of slow students being encouraged by their tutors, Mrs. Wicks."

The afternoon session went very well although Dicky earned another spanking.  George pointed out that Anno had earned a reward for being so diligent.  Anno smiled and picked up the flip-flop.  Dicky started to object but I immediately put a stop to that.  Anno was surprised when I told him to sit on the bed and for Dicky to drop both his shorts and pants and get into position.  "Just ten, Anno." I instructed.  Anno carefully alternated cheeks as he quickly applied the flip-flop.  When he was done, Dicky was sobbing and he sent him to stand in the corner.

Both George and I noticed the great bulge in Anno jeans.  "You liked that Anno.  What's that in your jeans?" queried his brother.

Anno, as always was up to the challenge.  "It's a Stonie!"

"What's that?" we both asked.

"Like a woodie, only harder."

He ripped open his jeans and reached into his pants.  "This is a genuine Anno stonie" he declared, making a play on his own name, and pulling it out.  "Want to feel it?"

Since he said that with a laugh, we took him up on it.  He was right it was hard like stone.  He then spit in his hand and began to wank right it front of us.  "Can't go home like this."  I handed him some lube which was his immediate need and some tissues for which he soon would shortly have a great need.

On Tuesday I went to the Stone's for dinner.  Mum said that I might wear my longs but I decided not to for I had some plans.  Mr. and Mrs. Stone wanted to thank me for helping Anno with his maths.  I got to do my homework early this night because they eat at seven rather than five o'clock like we do.  I made light of my helping and told them that I found that it helped me for in order to explain things I really had to understand it very thoroughly.  After dinner I worked with Anno some and then talked with the two of them.  I was about to leave with sufficient time to be home before bedtime but as I had hoped The Stone's talked with me for fifteen minutes.  Mr. Stone drove me home and even told dad that it was his fault I was late.  I just went to bed.

The next afternoon, I went to see dad alone.  But before he had returned from work I had gotten the cane he had brought back from Uncle John's and had never used.  Standing as straight as I could in my uniform I confessed to dad that I very much regretted having been tardy last night after he had generously permitted me to go out and that I understood why I must be punished.  Then I handed him the cane.

"You think you should be caned?" he said surprised.

"Yes, sir." I said softly.

"Even though Mr. Stone said it was his fault?"

"Yes, sir." I said still softly but very firmly.  "I was late, sir."

"How many stokes, Julian?"

"I'm not sure, sir.  The stories always talk of  'six of the best' for serious faults.  Perhaps three, sir."

Dad thought this through for a full minute.  He was uncomfortable like I had hoped.  Instead of just telling me that it was not my fault and I was properly supervised by an adult, he fell in to the trap.  He was going to punish me because I was being stricter than he was interpreting the rules.  "Let us make that two.  Get into position."

I put my blazer on the chair, dropped my shorts (I was not wearing any pants) and assumed the position being sure that my balls were in front and safe.  "Ready, sir."

Dad flexed the cane but did not seem comfortable with it as I watched him through my legs.  I hoped he knew what he was doing but it was too late to think about that now.  He swung it through the air.  There was not any 'swoosh' and I barely felt it touch my bum.  "Zero, sir."  I certainly did not want this to count.

Then I heard a 'swoosh' and it connected with my bum with a loud WHACK!  A searing pain flooded through me.  I struggled to maintain position and not yell.  "One, sir."

I watched the cane going back and braced myself.  The swoosh and the WHACK!  "Two, sir."

Dad dismissed me.  I pulled up my shorts and fastened them properly and put on my jacket.  I walked out like (I believed) a young gentleman should.  My arse was on fire and a spanking, even with the brush, did not hurt nearly as much.  But, I was able to remain stoically silent like generations of English school boys had before me.  I felt that I had to experience this.

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