bigbros1

Spanked By Big Brother

May 27, 1999

Dear Donny,

I'm in my room crying and writing this letter to say goodbye. I cannot be your friend anymore 'cause I'm runnin' away from home. No more firecrackers! No more peeing on Mr. Grover's roses, no more anything I am going to find the Power Rangers and live with them.

Why? (sniff) I GOT A SPANKIN'!! (sob)

My Big Brother Jonboy was good to me and then he was bad to me. You want to know how? First he was good, 'cause I had an accident (don't tell the guys at school) and Jonboy took me in the shower with him and cleaned me up. He even didn't tell daddy about the accident, or daddy would have made me wear little boy diapers again. I don't need diapers, sometimes I just forget to stop playing.

Anyway, after the shower, Jonboy put me in a t-shirt and white socks (you know that I'm not allowed to wear undies in the house - only if you're over 12 like Jonboy) and Jonboy put powder on my tushie and gave me three smacks because I blew some of the powder in his face. It was okay it didn't make me cry too much.

Then we went into my room to play Power Rangers figures. Jonboy is the best Power Rangers player he does all the voices and knows how to make up stories.

After we played for awhile, Jonboy said, "It's time to clean up." And I was good and stopped right away and we did a good clean up.

Then Jonboy sat on my chair and said, "Come over to me, baby brother." And Jonboy picked me up and put me on his knee. He ran his fingers through my hair and I gave him a super big Hug and kiss.

"You're a sweet little guy, Sandy," Jonboy said, "and you know that you are very loved in this house, don't you."

And I nodded my head.

Jonboy chuckled and tickled my pee pee with his finger. "You are the cutest," he said. Then he put his arm around my waist and held me firmly, and I knew he was going to say something not good. I wiggled on his knee from nervousness and he said, in an angry voice, "Sit still!"

I wiggled my toes, but I tried to do what Jonboy said, because he was so angry.

"Big Brothers have to teach their littl brothers many things," Jonboy said to me. "And one of those things is to be honest and not be a sneak! You went into my drawers and did you ask permission, Sandy?"

I shook my head, and Jonboy picked me up, turned me around and held me over one of his knees. Then he took his big hand and went SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!

It hurt to bad that I started to cry, but that was just the beginning. Jonboy put me back around in his lap and said.

"That's what happens to little brothers who sneak!"

I tried to reach around and rub where he spanked me, but Jonboy took both of my wrists in one of his hands and held them in front of me.

"No, Sandy, you may not rub your bottom," he said.

"Little boys do not tell tales about their Big Brothers to their daddy. Do they?"

"I didn't mean...." I started to say, but Jonboy looked so angry that I stopped and just shook my head.

Jonboy picked me up, turned me around and bent me over his big knee again. He made his hand flat and went SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK on my tushy again and it hurted even more than the first time so I kicked and started to cry loud.

"And," Jonboy said, "little brothers should not tell bad things or be destructive. Do you know what happens to little brothers who tell bad things?"

I was still crying and I just shook my head.

"This is what happens!" Jonboy said sternly, and he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. Then he turned on the water, put me in his lap and picked up a big yellow bar of "Squeaky Clean" mouth soap.

Jonboy rubbed the Squeaky Clean in his hands until they were all lathery then he said, "Open your mouth,Sandy."

"NO!" I screamed and pressed my lips tight together, but that did not stop my Big Brother. He turned me over his knee and gave me one giant SMACK! And when I hollered, Jonboy turned me around and slid his fingers into my mouth.

YUCH! Squeaky clean is horrible. Jonboy scrubbed and scrubbed my mouth with his fingers and wouldn't let me spit out. He soaped my mouth until there were bubbles coming out of me and then he took my Squeaky Clean and washed my mouth some more.

"Will you be sneaky?" Jonboy said, soaping and soaping (there were Sandy-bubbles floating in the bathroom). "Will you tell daddy tales?" He held my tongue and soaped it all up and down until I almost threw up. "Will you be good?"

Then Jonboy held me over the sink and rinsed my mouth with his hand until there was no more bubbles, but there was still the yuchy taste of Squeaky Clean.

Then he said, "And now, baby brother, so you will not forget!" And Jonboy picked up Daddy's hairbrush, put me in his lap and gave me a BIG SPANKING!

Jonboy did not care that I cried and kicked. He made me stay on his lap and said, "Baby brothers need to have their bare bottoms spanked with the brush when they misbehave. Dad said that I have to be responsible and brush you good when you don't obey me."

"NO! NO! STOP!" I hollered and kicked and kicked.

Jonboy spanked the back of my legs with his hand and said, "Stop that kicking little guy, or I'll take a switch to your little legs." Then he took up the hairbrush and spanked me some more.

"There," he said, after a million years, "you have a nice shiney hiney!"

I was crying very hard, but Jonboy kept me over his knee so he could put some "After Spank" lotion on me. It felt good, but my tushie was still hurting and burning, so I kept crying.

Then Jonboy picked me up off his knee and cuddled me and said that I had to stay in my room for one hour, and then he would come and get me for dinner.

So, I'm lying on my tummy writing this letter.

Oh, there's Jonboy at the door. I'm going to give him a kiss and a hug and say, "Are you still angry, Jonboy. I love you."

I guess I won't run away from home I would miss Jonboy and Daddy too much.

Your friend,

Sandy