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It looked a foot wide and a yard long.\n\n\"Underpants, too, Kevin,\" Audie ordered. \"You’re getting it bare.\"\n\n\"No!\" Shrieked Kevin. \"It’ll hurt that way, it’ll hurt!\"\n\n\"I know, Kevin,\" Audie stated flatly. \"I know. It is supposed to. It has to so you’ll learn the lessen. Bare your bottom, Kevin. Now.\"\n\nKevin loosed some more big tears and snuffed up his nose. \"It’s going to hurt, it’s going to hurt,\" he wailed as he grabbed the elastic of his undershorts and tugged them down in back.\n\n\"Pull them down farther, Kevin,\" his brother ordered. \"All the way to your knees!\"\n\nWith yet another sob, Kevin jerked his shorts down to his knees and stood there still facing his brother and staring at the folded belt. Audie sat down on the sofa and grabbed his little brother by the shoulder. He forced the boy down across his lap and pushed the crying boy’s shirt up around his shoulders, completely baring the target. Audie had seen his brother’s bare fanny every night, but never like this. For a moment time seemed to stand still. Audie noticed the fine silver hairs on his brother’s back shimmering in the soft light diffused by its passage through the closed flimsy curtains. The hairs stopped at the red line left around Kevin’s waist by the elastic of his skivvies, now hobbling the boy’s knees. Just below that wrinkled red line started Kevin’s crack, clenched tight now in anticipation. Kevin reached back and tried to cover his bared bottom with his right hand. Kevin’s left hand was tucked away in front, unable to reach back there.\n\n\"Move that hand, Kevin,\" Audie ordered, but Kevin just pressed it harder into his left butt cheek, his brain on automatic trying to protect the vulnerable area from the expected onslaught. Audie grabbed it his left hand and locked it tight to his brother’s bare back.\n\n\"OW!\" Kevin cried, hurt by the rough way Audie had done it. Audie ignored that, knowing that Kevin was going to hurt a great deal more in a second. He raised the belt for the first stroke, staring at the white skin bent across his lap. His brother clenched his buttocks some more, sensing that it was about to start. His crack was now barely a thin line. Audie brought the belt down swiftly, hard.\n\nSwish! CRACK! Audie was surprised at the loud percussive sound the belt had made when it struck his brother’s bare skin.\n\nKevin had anticipated that stroke ever since his brother had jerked his arm out of the way. Never-the-less he had not anticipated just how much it was going to hurt. He’d never been spanked before, although he had seen other boys get it. Suddenly he had heard a swishing sound, then a loud crack, then his behind erupted in a fiery sting that started right across the middle of his bottom, then blossomed out to his whole body and became his whole existence. A metallic taste filled his mouth, just before he opened it and screamed. \"OWWIE!\"\n\nKevin’s yell overpowered the sound of the belt. Audie winced. He hated to hear his brother in pain, but, alas, it had to be. It was that or lose him. Audie grimaced at that thought and brought the belt down again, harder.\n\nCRACK!\n\nThe pain from the first lick had just retreated from Kevin’s entire existence and had recentered itself across his fanny when the second sting erupted just below the first. Again the sting blossomed rapidly to encompass his whole bottom, then the rest of him. The metallic taste intensified. \"AyyyyII! his brain ordered his mouth to scream, he, himself having no control over the process.\n\nAudie stared at the little bare fanny across his lap. He could see a red line forming where the first stroke had landed. His brother was learning the lesson, he surmised. He raised the belt and brought it down again aiming lower.\n\nCRACK!\n\nThe pain from the second lick had not even retreated from his eyeballs when Kevin felt the third one land, directly across his sit-spot. The loop of the belt had snaked across his whole behind and bit deeply into his bare thigh. The sting! He involuntarily tried to jerk his hand back to stop the pain from coming yet another time, but his brother’s grip was too strong. He tried to maneuver his free hand, but the muscles just couldn’t move in the necessary direction. His hinny remained helpless.\n\nAudie paused to inspect his work. The first stroke was now represented by a thick red line, the second by a thinner pink one, getting redder. He waited to see what the third one would look like.\n\nKevin anticipated the fourth lick. When it didn’t come, he felt the pain again recede from his upper body and center in his bottom. Finally, the expected fourth stroke still not forthcoming, Kevin’s control over his vocal apparatus was temporarily returned to his conscious control. He HAD to beg his bother to stop.\n\n\"OW! OW! OWIE!\" He yelled. \"No more, Audie! Please! It hurts! It hurts!\"\n\nAudie winced at that. He could see that it hurt. Those red welts were all the evidence he needed. But that was what a spanking was all about. \"I know it does, Kevin,\" he shot back. \"But it’s supposed to! Are you going to bring home another note from your teacher?\"\n\nKevin barely heard his brother’s voice and understood only a little bit. It sounded like his brother asked him if he was going to bring home another note. Not in a million years, if it hurt like this! He had to let Audie know he didn’t want any more of this. Maybe if he answered no it would stop. Concentrating his whole being on that hope, he screwed up his eyes and stopped crying just long enough to yell an answer. \"No, Audie, No! Never again. Please stop. It hurts too bad!\"\n\n\"I said it’s supposed to,\" Audie shot back and swung the belt a fourth time. It landed in the crease made by Kevin’s legs where they joined the buttocks.\n\nCRACK!\n\nKevin had been so sure that if he had promised not to bring home another note that the spanking would stop. Instead, this. The sting didn’t wait to expand this time, it exploded throughout his whole being all at once. Nothing could hurt this bad, he thought. His throat muscles became as locked tight as his buttocks muscles. He lapsed into silence, unable even to breathe.\n\nAudie noticed that his brother didn’t yell at that one. \"Guess that one didn’t hurt enough,\" he said to himself, so he aimed a fifth stroke to land across the middle again, right on top of the first welt.\n\nCRACK!\n\nKevin’s throat muscles unlocked. \"EEEEEEEK!\" he yelled. His scream had jumped two octaves in pitch. He sucked in air in one big gulp. His universe contracted again to just a narrow band across his poor seat. He heaved a sob.\n\nThat cry was piercing! Audie’s ears hurt for a second. \"OK, Kevin had felt that one. Guess he’s learned the lesson,\" Audie thought to himself. \"I’ll give him one last one to make sure.\" He raised the belt and aimed one diagonally across all the others.\n\nCRACK!\n\n\"YIIIIKE!\" Kevin yelled, not as loudly as before, although that last stroke hurt worst of all. Kevin had simply worn out his vocal chords. He had cried himself hoarse.\n\nAudie decided that that was enough, even though Kevin had not cried out as loudly as Audie thought he should have. But enough was enough. He relaxed his grip on Kevin’s hand. \"OK, Kevie,\" he said wanting to say it softly and kindly, but having to say it loudly instead to be heard above Kevin’s crying. \"It’s over. You can get up.\"\n\nKevin felt his right hand being freed. His brain immediately ordered it to drop to cover his burning buttocks. He jammed the back of his hand into a butt cheek and opened it wide to let the palm ward off the next blow, which never came. He never heard his brother tell him it was over. He sobbed uncontrollably in big gasps. He tried to breathe trough his nose, but it was stuffed solid, he gasped in air through his mouth instead, between his cries. He laid there across his brother’s lap and felt the sting start to recede. He expected another lick at any moment and opened his right hand even wider to protect as much of his stinging seat as he could.\n\n\"I said it’s over, Kevie,\" Audie repeated. \"Get up.\"\n\nKevin heard that at last and understood that this horrible ordeal was finally done. The sting was still too intense, however, for the full import of that to make itself comprehensible. Kevin didn’t want to get up anyway. Not yet. He just wanted to lay there and let the sting go away, if it ever would. He continued to cry big tears.\n\n\"Bwahha! Boo-hoo! Hick! Baaaaaa!\"\n\n\"Get up Kevin!\" his brother ordered and started to lift the crying boy to a standing position.\n\nKevin gave in to the pressure on his chest this time and allowed himself to be raised into a standing position. As soon as he was on his feet the pain retreated to his bottom where it would be felt for some time to come, but the rest of Kevin’s body returned to his control. He immediately turned his right hand around and with his palm pressed firmly to his right butt cheek began to rub furiously. He brought down his now free left hand and began using it to rub his left cheek. He danced on one foot, then the other and rubbed for all he was worth.\n\n\"BWaaaaaH!\" He continued to cry, \"BaaaaaH! UH! UH! UH!\"\n\nAudie watched his little brother do the naughty-boy dance for a while and listened to him cry. Finally he tried talking. \"I know it hurts, Kevie, but you had to learn not to do bad things at school. No more notes, understand, or there’ll be more where that came from.\" If they let Kevin and Audie stay together, that is. One note they might weather, probably would, but two?\n\n\"No, Audie, never again,\" Kevin wailed, jumping up and own on both feet and rubbing like the devil. \"It hurts too much! It hurts, it hurts, Bwahhha!\"\n\n\"OK, OK, OK, Kevie,\" Audie crooned. \"It’s all over now. You can stop crying.\"\n\nKevin tried to stop, but the tears kept coming. He tried to wipe his wet, sticky face with his hand. That didn’t work, so he used his shirt.\n\nAudie was disgusted with that. He got up off the sofa and went into the kitchen. Grabbing a handful of paper towels he ran water all over them and brought them back to Kevin, still doing his dance in front of the sofa. He had kicked off his pants by now and his underpants, too, which were lying in a heap on the carpet. Audie sat down in front of his brother and, letting Kevin continue to use both hands to rub his stinging behind, started to wipe the boy’s face with the wet towels. He ripped one off the bunch and held it to Kevin’s nose.\n\n\"Here, blow,\" he ordered. Kevin honked.\n\nGradually, Kevin stopped crying. When he was down to just a sniffle or two, Audie put his hands on Kevin’s shoulders. \"That was awful,\" he said. \"Don’t make me do that again, Kevie, OK?\"\n\n\"No, Audie,\" Kevin sniffled, \"never again. It hurt so much. I’m sorry Audie, I’m sorry.\" With that Kevin stopped rubbing and threw his arms around his brother’s neck. Burying his face in Audie’s shoulder he started crying again.\n\nAudie reached around his brother and started rubbing Kevin’s fanny himself, trying to make it all well. The two of them remained like that for a few minutes, then Audie took his hands away. \"Get dressed, Kevie,\" we have to go get something to eat for dinner. Audie couldn’t cook tonight. Not after that.\n\nAlthough Kevin had eaten the leftover chicken when he had gotten home that afternoon, he was hungry again. Buoyed by the thought of food, the famished boy stopped crying altogether and fished around on the floor for his underpants. He put them on very carefully and then tried his pants. The sting was gone, and only a deep ache remained. His managed to get his pants on and the belt tightened. He rubbed his trouser seat.\n\n\"It still hurts, Audie,\" he announced.\n\n\"I know, Kevie, and it will for the rest of the day. Just remember why. No more notes, right?\"\n\n\"Right!\" Kevin agreed. \"Where are we going for dinner?\"\n\nAudie hadn’t thought about that one, and on the spur of the moment remembered his conversation with Greg. \"How about Taco Tio’s?\" he suggested. \"You missed tacos at school today.\"\n\n\"Cool!\" Kevin agreed and although Audie had had tacos for lunch, he was not tired of them. Besides, Taco Tio’s were so much better. Audie retrieved the twenty from the cigar box and one of the wasps from the cupboard and they walked the three blocks to the stand.\n\nIt must have been early for dinner, as there was nobody there except an elderly lady sitting at one of two the stone tables in front eating a single taco. Kevin turned to face her as they passed by on their way to the order line. \"Hello,\" he said, just to be friendly. She didn’t look dangerous.\n\nShe looked up from her paper plate. \"Why, hello yourself, young man,\" she answered, then looked at Kevin’s eyes. \"Oh, it looks like you’ve been crying, is everything alright?\"\n\n\"Yes, Ma’am,\" Kevin replied politely. \"I just got a spanking, that’s all. I’m OK now.\"\n\n\"Kevie!\" Audie yelled at him. \"You don’t have to blab that all over!\"\n\nThe lady laughed. She turned to Kevin. \"Well, son,\" she said, \"sometimes a boy just needs a good licking once in a while. Did you learn your lesson?\"\n\n\"Yes, Ma’am!\" Kevin said with emphasis. \"It hurt!\" He rubbed his butt.\n\n\"It’s supposed to,\" the woman replied. \"You’ll behave from now on won’t you?\"\n\n\"Yes, Ma’am,\" Kevin agreed before his brother grabbed him and hustled him to the order line.\n\n\"Keep that to yourself from now on, Kevie,\" he whispered to his brother. \"Nobody needs to know when you’ve been spanked except you and me, got it?\"\n\n\"Yes, Audie,\" Kevin agreed, not wanting a repeat, maybe here and now. They got their food and ate it at the other stone table. Kevin ate his standing up. The lady smiled at him knowingly.\n\nIn the bath that evening, Audie noted that Kevin’s stripes were still red, but not nearly as angry as they were that afternoon. He washed his brother’s bottom very carefully.\n\n\"It’s OK, Audie,\" Kevin told him. \"It doesn’t hurt any more. Much, anyway,\"\n\n\"Good,\" Audie said simply.\n\nWhen they crawled in bed Kevin snuggled up to his brother. \"I’m sorry about the note, Audie. I’m sorry you had to spank me. Are you still mad?\"\n\nAudie had a catch in his throat. \"No, Squirt,\" he answered, \"I’m not mad. I never was. I was scared for us, that’s all.\"\n\n\"Scared?\" Kevin, asked, not associating that emotion with Audie’s side of the engagement. Kevin thought he was the only one that was scared.\n\nAudie hugged his brother closely. \"I don’t want to lose you, Kevie, I don’t want to lose you. I’m sorry I had to hurt you, but no more notes. No more notes.\" He started to rub Kevin’s bottom again.\n\nKevin thought that the business of the notes had been thoroughly thrashed out (in more ways than one), but agreed one last time. \"No, Audie,\" no more notes. 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Not on top of the welts that were still visible (he’d checked in the mirror after using the john, prompted by the slight pain he had felt when he sat). \"Get me the note, Kevin.\"\n\nKevin got up and went into the living room. The note was still where Audie had dropped it on the floor when he started to take off his belt. Kevin picked it up. He felt like it was burning his hand as he took it in to his brother. Audie used a clean knife to slit open the envelope and took out the infamous missive. He read it:\n\n\"To Kevin’s parents,\" it had started. \"I’m sorry to have to report that Kevin started a fight with another boy today. He can tell you about it. Fighting is not permitted, of course. This can not be allowed to reoccur. Please make this clear to him, then sign the back of this note and have him return it to me tomorrow. Miss Minton, Kevin’s teacher.\"\n\n\"Uggg,\" Audie exclaimed after reading that. \"Give me the pen from the telephone,\" he ordered Kevin, turning the note over. 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"Please don’t spank me hard," he wailed, changing the plea to fit the new circumstances. "I won’t do it again, p... promise!" He unbuttoned his pants and unzipped the fly. "Don’t spank me hard!" He grabbed the waist band of his trousers and pulled them down to the floor and stood in his undies facing his brother. Through his tears he saw the folded belt in Audie’s hand. It looked a foot wide and a yard long.

"Underpants, too, Kevin," Audie ordered. "You’re getting it bare."

"No!" Shrieked Kevin. "It’ll hurt that way, it’ll hurt!"

"I know, Kevin," Audie stated flatly. "I know. It is supposed to. It has to so you’ll learn the lessen. Bare your bottom, Kevin. Now."

Kevin loosed some more big tears and snuffed up his nose. "It’s going to hurt, it’s going to hurt," he wailed as he grabbed the elastic of his undershorts and tugged them down in back.

"Pull them down farther, Kevin," his brother ordered. "All the way to your knees!"

With yet another sob, Kevin jerked his shorts down to his knees and stood there still facing his brother and staring at the folded belt. Audie sat down on the sofa and grabbed his little brother by the shoulder. He forced the boy down across his lap and pushed the crying boy’s shirt up around his shoulders, completely baring the target. Audie had seen his brother’s bare fanny every night, but never like this. For a moment time seemed to stand still. Audie noticed the fine silver hairs on his brother’s back shimmering in the soft light diffused by its passage through the closed flimsy curtains. The hairs stopped at the red line left around Kevin’s waist by the elastic of his skivvies, now hobbling the boy’s knees. Just below that wrinkled red line started Kevin’s crack, clenched tight now in anticipation. Kevin reached back and tried to cover his bared bottom with his right hand. Kevin’s left hand was tucked away in front, unable to reach back there.

"Move that hand, Kevin," Audie ordered, but Kevin just pressed it harder into his left butt cheek, his brain on automatic trying to protect the vulnerable area from the expected onslaught. Audie grabbed it his left hand and locked it tight to his brother’s bare back.

"OW!" Kevin cried, hurt by the rough way Audie had done it. Audie ignored that, knowing that Kevin was going to hurt a great deal more in a second. He raised the belt for the first stroke, staring at the white skin bent across his lap. His brother clenched his buttocks some more, sensing that it was about to start. His crack was now barely a thin line. Audie brought the belt down swiftly, hard.

Swish! CRACK! Audie was surprised at the loud percussive sound the belt had made when it struck his brother’s bare skin.

Kevin had anticipated that stroke ever since his brother had jerked his arm out of the way. Never-the-less he had not anticipated just how much it was going to hurt. He’d never been spanked before, although he had seen other boys get it. Suddenly he had heard a swishing sound, then a loud crack, then his behind erupted in a fiery sting that started right across the middle of his bottom, then blossomed out to his whole body and became his whole existence. A metallic taste filled his mouth, just before he opened it and screamed. "OWWIE!"

Kevin’s yell overpowered the sound of the belt. Audie winced. He hated to hear his brother in pain, but, alas, it had to be. It was that or lose him. Audie grimaced at that thought and brought the belt down again, harder.

CRACK!

The pain from the first lick had just retreated from Kevin’s entire existence and had recentered itself across his fanny when the second sting erupted just below the first. Again the sting blossomed rapidly to encompass his whole bottom, then the rest of him. The metallic taste intensified. "AyyyyII! his brain ordered his mouth to scream, he, himself having no control over the process.

Audie stared at the little bare fanny across his lap. He could see a red line forming where the first stroke had landed. His brother was learning the lesson, he surmised. He raised the belt and brought it down again aiming lower.

CRACK!

The pain from the second lick had not even retreated from his eyeballs when Kevin felt the third one land, directly across his sit-spot. The loop of the belt had snaked across his whole behind and bit deeply into his bare thigh. The sting! He involuntarily tried to jerk his hand back to stop the pain from coming yet another time, but his brother’s grip was too strong. He tried to maneuver his free hand, but the muscles just couldn’t move in the necessary direction. His hinny remained helpless.

Audie paused to inspect his work. The first stroke was now represented by a thick red line, the second by a thinner pink one, getting redder. He waited to see what the third one would look like.

Kevin anticipated the fourth lick. When it didn’t come, he felt the pain again recede from his upper body and center in his bottom. Finally, the expected fourth stroke still not forthcoming, Kevin’s control over his vocal apparatus was temporarily returned to his conscious control. He HAD to beg his bother to stop.

"OW! OW! OWIE!" He yelled. "No more, Audie! Please! It hurts! It hurts!"

Audie winced at that. He could see that it hurt. Those red welts were all the evidence he needed. But that was what a spanking was all about. "I know it does, Kevin," he shot back. "But it’s supposed to! Are you going to bring home another note from your teacher?"

Kevin barely heard his brother’s voice and understood only a little bit. It sounded like his brother asked him if he was going to bring home another note. Not in a million years, if it hurt like this! He had to let Audie know he didn’t want any more of this. Maybe if he answered no it would stop. Concentrating his whole being on that hope, he screwed up his eyes and stopped crying just long enough to yell an answer. "No, Audie, No! Never again. Please stop. It hurts too bad!"

"I said it’s supposed to," Audie shot back and swung the belt a fourth time. It landed in the crease made by Kevin’s legs where they joined the buttocks.

CRACK!

Kevin had been so sure that if he had promised not to bring home another note that the spanking would stop. Instead, this. The sting didn’t wait to expand this time, it exploded throughout his whole being all at once. Nothing could hurt this bad, he thought. His throat muscles became as locked tight as his buttocks muscles. He lapsed into silence, unable even to breathe.

Audie noticed that his brother didn’t yell at that one. "Guess that one didn’t hurt enough," he said to himself, so he aimed a fifth stroke to land across the middle again, right on top of the first welt.

CRACK!

Kevin’s throat muscles unlocked. "EEEEEEEK!" he yelled. His scream had jumped two octaves in pitch. He sucked in air in one big gulp. His universe contracted again to just a narrow band across his poor seat. He heaved a sob.

That cry was piercing! Audie’s ears hurt for a second. "OK, Kevin had felt that one. Guess he’s learned the lesson," Audie thought to himself. "I’ll give him one last one to make sure." He raised the belt and aimed one diagonally across all the others.

CRACK!

"YIIIIKE!" Kevin yelled, not as loudly as before, although that last stroke hurt worst of all. Kevin had simply worn out his vocal chords. He had cried himself hoarse.

Audie decided that that was enough, even though Kevin had not cried out as loudly as Audie thought he should have. But enough was enough. He relaxed his grip on Kevin’s hand. "OK, Kevie," he said wanting to say it softly and kindly, but having to say it loudly instead to be heard above Kevin’s crying. "It’s over. You can get up."

Kevin felt his right hand being freed. His brain immediately ordered it to drop to cover his burning buttocks. He jammed the back of his hand into a butt cheek and opened it wide to let the palm ward off the next blow, which never came. He never heard his brother tell him it was over. He sobbed uncontrollably in big gasps. He tried to breathe trough his nose, but it was stuffed solid, he gasped in air through his mouth instead, between his cries. He laid there across his brother’s lap and felt the sting start to recede. He expected another lick at any moment and opened his right hand even wider to protect as much of his stinging seat as he could.

"I said it’s over, Kevie," Audie repeated. "Get up."

Kevin heard that at last and understood that this horrible ordeal was finally done. The sting was still too intense, however, for the full import of that to make itself comprehensible. Kevin didn’t want to get up anyway. Not yet. He just wanted to lay there and let the sting go away, if it ever would. He continued to cry big tears.

"Bwahha! Boo-hoo! Hick! Baaaaaa!"

"Get up Kevin!" his brother ordered and started to lift the crying boy to a standing position.

Kevin gave in to the pressure on his chest this time and allowed himself to be raised into a standing position. As soon as he was on his feet the pain retreated to his bottom where it would be felt for some time to come, but the rest of Kevin’s body returned to his control. He immediately turned his right hand around and with his palm pressed firmly to his right butt cheek began to rub furiously. He brought down his now free left hand and began using it to rub his left cheek. He danced on one foot, then the other and rubbed for all he was worth.

"BWaaaaaH!" He continued to cry, "BaaaaaH! UH! UH! UH!"

Audie watched his little brother do the naughty-boy dance for a while and listened to him cry. Finally he tried talking. "I know it hurts, Kevie, but you had to learn not to do bad things at school. No more notes, understand, or there’ll be more where that came from." If they let Kevin and Audie stay together, that is. One note they might weather, probably would, but two?

"No, Audie, never again," Kevin wailed, jumping up and own on both feet and rubbing like the devil. "It hurts too much! It hurts, it hurts, Bwahhha!"

"OK, OK, OK, Kevie," Audie crooned. "It’s all over now. You can stop crying."

Kevin tried to stop, but the tears kept coming. He tried to wipe his wet, sticky face with his hand. That didn’t work, so he used his shirt.

Audie was disgusted with that. He got up off the sofa and went into the kitchen. Grabbing a handful of paper towels he ran water all over them and brought them back to Kevin, still doing his dance in front of the sofa. He had kicked off his pants by now and his underpants, too, which were lying in a heap on the carpet. Audie sat down in front of his brother and, letting Kevin continue to use both hands to rub his stinging behind, started to wipe the boy’s face with the wet towels. He ripped one off the bunch and held it to Kevin’s nose.

"Here, blow," he ordered. Kevin honked.

Gradually, Kevin stopped crying. When he was down to just a sniffle or two, Audie put his hands on Kevin’s shoulders. "That was awful," he said. "Don’t make me do that again, Kevie, OK?"

"No, Audie," Kevin sniffled, "never again. It hurt so much. I’m sorry Audie, I’m sorry." With that Kevin stopped rubbing and threw his arms around his brother’s neck. Burying his face in Audie’s shoulder he started crying again.

Audie reached around his brother and started rubbing Kevin’s fanny himself, trying to make it all well. The two of them remained like that for a few minutes, then Audie took his hands away. "Get dressed, Kevie," we have to go get something to eat for dinner. Audie couldn’t cook tonight. Not after that.

Although Kevin had eaten the leftover chicken when he had gotten home that afternoon, he was hungry again. Buoyed by the thought of food, the famished boy stopped crying altogether and fished around on the floor for his underpants. He put them on very carefully and then tried his pants. The sting was gone, and only a deep ache remained. His managed to get his pants on and the belt tightened. He rubbed his trouser seat.

"It still hurts, Audie," he announced.

"I know, Kevie, and it will for the rest of the day. Just remember why. No more notes, right?"

"Right!" Kevin agreed. "Where are we going for dinner?"

Audie hadn’t thought about that one, and on the spur of the moment remembered his conversation with Greg. "How about Taco Tio’s?" he suggested. "You missed tacos at school today."

"Cool!" Kevin agreed and although Audie had had tacos for lunch, he was not tired of them. Besides, Taco Tio’s were so much better. Audie retrieved the twenty from the cigar box and one of the wasps from the cupboard and they walked the three blocks to the stand.

It must have been early for dinner, as there was nobody there except an elderly lady sitting at one of two the stone tables in front eating a single taco. Kevin turned to face her as they passed by on their way to the order line. "Hello," he said, just to be friendly. She didn’t look dangerous.

She looked up from her paper plate. "Why, hello yourself, young man," she answered, then looked at Kevin’s eyes. "Oh, it looks like you’ve been crying, is everything alright?"

"Yes, Ma’am," Kevin replied politely. "I just got a spanking, that’s all. I’m OK now."

"Kevie!" Audie yelled at him. "You don’t have to blab that all over!"

The lady laughed. She turned to Kevin. "Well, son," she said, "sometimes a boy just needs a good licking once in a while. Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes, Ma’am!" Kevin said with emphasis. "It hurt!" He rubbed his butt.

"It’s supposed to," the woman replied. "You’ll behave from now on won’t you?"

"Yes, Ma’am," Kevin agreed before his brother grabbed him and hustled him to the order line.

"Keep that to yourself from now on, Kevie," he whispered to his brother. "Nobody needs to know when you’ve been spanked except you and me, got it?"

"Yes, Audie," Kevin agreed, not wanting a repeat, maybe here and now. They got their food and ate it at the other stone table. Kevin ate his standing up. The lady smiled at him knowingly.

In the bath that evening, Audie noted that Kevin’s stripes were still red, but not nearly as angry as they were that afternoon. He washed his brother’s bottom very carefully.

"It’s OK, Audie," Kevin told him. "It doesn’t hurt any more. Much, anyway,"

"Good," Audie said simply.

When they crawled in bed Kevin snuggled up to his brother. "I’m sorry about the note, Audie. I’m sorry you had to spank me. Are you still mad?"

Audie had a catch in his throat. "No, Squirt," he answered, "I’m not mad. I never was. I was scared for us, that’s all."

"Scared?" Kevin, asked, not associating that emotion with Audie’s side of the engagement. Kevin thought he was the only one that was scared.

Audie hugged his brother closely. "I don’t want to lose you, Kevie, I don’t want to lose you. I’m sorry I had to hurt you, but no more notes. No more notes." He started to rub Kevin’s bottom again.

Kevin thought that the business of the notes had been thoroughly thrashed out (in more ways than one), but agreed one last time. "No, Audie," no more notes. He snuggled up to his brother’s chest and fell asleep.

Audie waited until he heard their mother return, then fell asleep himself.

The next morning the two boys made their way to the breakfast table to find that their mother wasn’t out of bed yet. "Must have been a rough night," Audie suggested. Kevin didn’t care. There was a more pressing issue.

"What about the note, Audie?" he asked, most unwilling to mention it ever again, but his teacher had been most insistent that Kevin was to bring that back signed the next day.

"Oh, crap!" Audie replied. He thought it over, but the note still had to be signed, no question about it, however... "We can’t wake Mom for this," he explained. "She might get mad and spank you again herself." Kevin stiffened on hearing that. Another spanking? Not today, please. Not on top of the welts that were still visible (he’d checked in the mirror after using the john, prompted by the slight pain he had felt when he sat). "Get me the note, Kevin."

Kevin got up and went into the living room. The note was still where Audie had dropped it on the floor when he started to take off his belt. Kevin picked it up. He felt like it was burning his hand as he took it in to his brother. Audie used a clean knife to slit open the envelope and took out the infamous missive. He read it:

"To Kevin’s parents," it had started. "I’m sorry to have to report that Kevin started a fight with another boy today. He can tell you about it. Fighting is not permitted, of course. This can not be allowed to reoccur. Please make this clear to him, then sign the back of this note and have him return it to me tomorrow. Miss Minton, Kevin’s teacher."

"Uggg," Audie exclaimed after reading that. "Give me the pen from the telephone," he ordered Kevin, turning the note over. When Kevin had handed over the ballpoint, Audie wrote, slowly, using his best penmanship:

"Dear Miss Minton: "I’m sorry Kevin misbehaved. He has been punished and I’m sure this will not happen again." Audie then signed his mother’s name. He didn’t give it a second’s thought that Miss Minton, being a schoolteacher, might recognize a student’s handwriting. Kevin, of course, couldn’t write yet, so he couldn’t forge it and who else would?

He put it back in the envelope and gave it to Kevin. "Give this to your teacher, Kevin," he said. "If she asks you can tell her you got spanked with a belt, but don’t say anything unless she asks, got that?" Kevin assured him that he would do as ordered and the two got ready for school.

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