It's Just a Bit of Banter

Little English Boy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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Part 1

My little sister Reanna and her bestie Paula came in the den. I thought I would have my usual bit of fun with Paula and her bright red hair..

“Hi Ginger. What’s it like having a carrot on your head?”

Paula glared at me and rushed out of the room. As Reanna followed her out, she turned.

“You’re a pain in the butt Richard.”

It was great annoying Paula, but that red hair was her most obvious attribute and it was only a bit of banter. Anyway, what could she do about it since I was older than her and she should respect her elders. For some reason, my best mate John took the girls’ side.

“Rich, ease up on Paula. She’s only 10 and you can see she doesn’t like you calling her Ginger.”

“Hey, you’re supposed to be on my side. It’s only a bit of banter, and girls always expect that from us guys.”

Just then mum came in.

“What have you just said to Paula? She seems upset.”

“It was just a bit of banter mum. She’s like most soppy little girls and just too sensitive.”

“Well stop annoying her as she doesn’t like it. You’re becoming a teenager on Monday, so act your age Richard.”

She smiled at John.

“Why don’t you take a leaf out of John’s book? He is always nice to your sister and Paula.”

John laughed.

“I’m the middle child between two sisters and it’s more than my life’s worth to annoy either of them Mrs Mills.”

I thought I’d better say something to get her off my back.

“OK mum. I’ll be nice to her.”

She gave me a long stare.

“You’d better Richard.”

I was pleased when she changed the subject.

“Your father and I are going away next weekend as it is our wedding anniversary and we’re staying in the same hotel in the Lake District where we had our honeymoon 14 years ago.”

I grinned at John, as we could have fun with no parents around. Mum saw my grin and squashed that idea.

“I’ve arranged someone to look after you and your sister.”

“I don’t need a babysitter mum. By next weekend I’ll be 13 and can look after myself and Reanna.”

“I’m not having you and your sister here unsupervised, and that’s final. I’ve just told Reanna about us going away and she has invited Paula to stay for a sleepover. Would you like to sleepover here next weekend too John?”

“Yes please Mrs Mills. That’ll be great.”

“Now Richard, I don’t want to hear you’ve been annoying Paula while we’re away.”

“Who’ll be looking after us mum?”

“Paula told me her big sister Kylie does babysitting and she thought she was free next weekend. I just rang her and she can do it. She’s off to university in September and the extra money she earns will come in useful. Kylie tells me she takes no nonsense from her charges and requires spanking privileges over them. I’ve said that’s fine by me. While she’s here you’ll respect your elders and do as she tells you or she’ll be invoking those privileges on your bottom.”

I was horrified.

“But mum, she can’t possibly do that to a teenager. I’m much too old to get spanked like a naughty little boy.”

“Kylie’s in charge while we’re away so, teenager or not, her rules apply. You have been warned Richard. Now John, while you’re sleeping over, Kylie’s rules will apply to you as well.”

“Of course Mrs Mills.”

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It was Saturday, and Kylie and her little sister arrived at 9am, then mum and dad left. John joined us after lunch. When her big sister wasn’t around, I kept calling her Ginger, grinning as she got mad. John and I were watching TV in the den that evening when Reanna and Paula wandered in. I couldn’t resist it and gave my sister’s friend a big grin.

“Hi Ginger!”

I was surprised when she grinned back. Then I noticed her big sister walk in a few paces behind them.

“Err… Just a bit of banter Kylie. It’s fun.”

She gave her little sister a smile, then Kylie spoke to me and John.

“It’s time for you boys to have your bath. Go on up and get undressed. I’ll fetch the towels and be right with you.”

John leant over and whispered, ‘Your mum said respect your elders and do as she tells us, and I don’t fancy a sore red bottom.’ He indicated for me to follow him as he went towards the door. I wasn’t sure what to do and just sat there.

“Hurry along Richard. Your mother told me I have to bath both you boys.”

No girl had seen me naked but John was already on his way up. I had no choice and slowly walked out. As I got in the bathroom, my mate was barefoot and undoing his belt.

“Err… John… err… I’m not happy getting bathed by Kylie. Err… She’ll see what we’ve got.”

“Lighten up Rich. When I’m home taking a bath or a shower, my sisters often wander in to fix their hair. Their friends do the same if the girls are having a sleepover. Girls seeing me naked has never bothered me.”

He then chuckled.

“Besides, Kylie’s a girl too and she might like what she sees.”

How could he let his sisters see him naked? The very thought horrified me, and as for their friends… I was about to say something when Kylie came in. I was shocked to see the girls behind her carrying the towels.

“Where shall we put the towels sis?”

“Put them on the side over there Paula.”

She ran the taps and turned to us.

“Hurry up you boys and get ready for your bath.”

“Err… Kylie… err… What are the girls doing here?”

“I need some help and it will be good experience for when they start babysitting little boys. Paula has already helped me bath her 4 year old cousin Freddie, so you boys have got nothing she hasn’t seen before. Now, do as you’re told.”

The girls were grinning and I hesitated. Kylie looked over and snapped at me.

“I said get ready for your bath. That means get naked and be quick about it boy!”

With no option, I slowly began to undress, all the time nervously looking at the girls eagerly awaiting our unveiling. I was hoping Kylie was just kidding and would ask them to leave. My Vans and socks were off and I was sliding out my belt when Kylie sat down on the toilet and called me over. As I got near, she yanked me face down across her lap.

“I told you to be quick about it boy.”

Kylie spoke to her sister.

“This naughty little boy needs a lesson in doing as he’s told.”

Looking round I saw her pick up one of my Vans. She gave me a huge smirk and slapped it loudly on her palm.

“May I teach the naughty little boy please Kylie?”

Slapping it down again, I panicked. Kylie just gripped me tighter.

“Of course Paula. Learning how to deal with naughty little boys is an important part of babysitting.”

I screeched.

“No Kylie, please no. Pleeaaassse…”

This little girl came down hard with my Vans.

“Oooooooooowwwwww…”

Kylie told her little sister to stop.

“Spanking a naughty little boy is more effective if his bottom is bared first.”

Kylie held me in a vice-like grip as she lifted my tummy. I was helpless as her little sister’s warm fingers burrowed under the elastic. She pulled everything down below my knees then she pushed my t-shirt right up to my arm pits. I heard Reanna’s giggle as her best friend got my rear completely exposed from shoulder to calf.

“Six should teach this naughty little boy. A useful tip is to wait a few seconds between spanks to let each one sink in.”

I was horrified this 10-year-old girl was imminently going to give me a spanking, and on my bare bottom too.

“Please Kylie. I promise I’ll do as I’m told… Not this Kylie. Please Kylie. Pleeaaassse…”

I flinched as I felt her little sister’s warm hand press down on the small of my bare back.

“No Kylie, please no…”

Ignoring me, she let rip. I screamed as my Vans landed full power on my bare bottom. She used that tip each time and I was so close to tears as her sixth spank sunk in. I was in my own world of hurt when I heard Kylie.

“He hasn’t learnt his lesson fully yet Paula. Give the naughty little boy another six more.”

As she paused after the next slipper, I broke down and began crying. She continued to use my own slipper to inflict so much pain and had my legs flying about wildly as I begged her to stop. She just laughed.

“I can hear my lesson is getting through Kylie. It certainly sounds like the naughty little boy is learning.”

By the time she landed the last one I’d managed to kick my shorts and underwear right off.

“That was excellent. The lesson is learnt so much better if the babysitter keeps spanking until well after the tears begin. Finish getting the naughty little boy ready please Paula.”

She yanked me off her big sister’s lap. I was still crying with tears pouring down my face as she gripped the bottom of my t-shirt. I hadn’t the strength to resist as my arms were pulled up with the t-shirt as she slid it over my head.

“I’ve got the naughty little boy all ready for his bath Kylie.”

I heard my sister laugh.

“Look how red you made his bottom. He’s always a pain in the butt, now you’ve given him his own pain in the butt.”

Through tear-filled eyes I saw Paula’s smirk as I stood in front of her stark naked. She was still holding my slipper.

“Every time your big brother puts on his Vans, he won’t be able to forget how he cried like a little baby when I used this one to slipper him for being naughty.”

She looked down and pointed.

“No wonder he bawled so much. He’s just like Freddie and we can all see he’s still a little boy.”

I went to cover up only to get my other slipper full on, this time from Kylie.

“Hands on your head boy.”

I let out another scream. The girls giggled as more tears flowed and I instantly did as I was told.

“That’s how babysitters deal with little boys who continue to be naughty.”

My sister’s friend gave me her biggest smirk.

“I think we’ll nickname your big brother Little Dick after his most obvious attribute. What do you think Reanna?”

My sister laughed as she agreed, and I went red. Kylie was laughing too when I heard John’s distinctive chuckle ring out. He must have been watching everything as he stood there bare chested alongside the bath. Kylie turned to him.

“Get the rest of those clothes off.”

He just pushed his shorts and boxers down then walked across to put them in the laundry basket with everything swinging free. John grinned as he turned to face Reanna and Paula with his hands behind his back. His fat willy must have been over four inches long and his scrotum and large balls dangled below, with thick black pubes all round. My sister and her friend were giggling away at the sight of two naked older boys in front of them. Kylie shut off the taps.

“OK boys, hop in the tub.”

I slid under the soapy water so fast to hide my hairless bits that made me still look like a little boy. John got in to place his legs either side of me and leant back with his arms on the sides of the bath as the end of his willy broke the surface of the water. Kylie began to wash our hair with the girls helping. Finally we were done and she spoke to me.

“Up you get boy. Hands on your head and legs apart.”

Her little sister gave me a smirk and I hesitated. That was when Kylie spoke.

“Sometimes boys need reminding to do as they’re told. Fetch his slipper Paula.”

Her little sister reached down and picked up one of my Vans. I shot up out of the water. She gave me another smirk.

“Something seems to have encouraged the naughty little boy to do as he’s told Kylie.”

My sister laughed as her friend pointed between my legs.

“Look Reanna, there’s Little Dick’s little dick.”

They giggled as Kylie soaped up those wobbling bits. Her fingers then gripped my prepubescent willy to tug my protruding foreskin right back. It was tight, and the girls fell about as the pink head suddenly popped out.

“When bathing little boys, you must always make sure you clean under here.”

After washing the head, she opened my slit and showed it to the girls.

“This is where a boy’s pee comes out. Something else can squirt out here too, but he has to become a big boy first.”

Kylie got John up so he had to go through this same humiliation. She cleaned under his foreskin to wash his mature willy but he just smiled at the girls as it swelled up to stick out at right angles. He clearly saw it very differently to me.

My embarrassment continued as the smiling girls watched when Kylie got me up for rinsing. She ended with my willy and balls and the girls giggled again as they flopped about. Uncovering the head, it felt funny as she kept rubbing all over to remove the soap. She then told me to step out so I could be dried. As I stood facing the girls, they gave me a huge grin. Glancing down I was horrified to see I’d got an erection.

“Little Dick’s little dick has gone stiff Reanna. It’s still tiny though.”

I went scarlet. I didn’t think I could be more humiliated, but Kylie proved otherwise.

“Fetch the towels Reanna. I’ll dry his back as you girls dry the naughty little boy’s front.”

Reanna handed out the towels. My sister started on my arms and chest, and I could do nothing as her bestie got down and began to dry my legs, her face only a few inches from my formerly most private parts. Legs done, she grabbed my juvenile erection and sniggered as she yanked the foreskin right back to fully expose the head, then rubbed the towel back and forth. I got worried as it went so rigid and felt really strange, as if I was about to pee on her. That was when Kylie slapped my sore bottom.

“The naughty little boy is all dry now. Off you go and get your PJs on boy.”

The giggling girls stood aside as I shot between them with my thin 2½ inch stiffie, its pink head fully out, waggling wildly before me. As I rushed towards the door, I heard a laugh.

“That bottom is still so red Reanna where I had to teach Little Dick to do as he’s told.”

Then I heard Kylie call me back.

“Don’t leave your slippers in here boy. Would you get them for him please Paula?”

I had to come back in with my micro-stiffie pointing straight at my sister’s friend. She held out my Vans.

“Here they are boy.”

She touched the bottom of the right slipper with her finger and pulled back as if it was red hot. She smirked at me.

“This one’s still hot where I used it to spank you. Go on you naughty little boy, put your spanking slippers on.”

I hesitated. Kylie snapped at me.

“Do as you’re told.”

Her 10 year old sister was totally humiliating me as I had no option but to do as she told me and put on the things they used to give me such pain. The moment I entered my bedroom I kicked them off. Those had been my favourite Vans but, with all this humiliation and painful memories, I knew I could never put them on again. I had to calm down on my bed for five minutes before I put on clean undies, then my pyjamas. I looked for another pair of slippers but could only find my old Pokémon ones with Pikachu’s grinning face and ears on them, which I last wore when I was 10. They were tight, but all I had got. When John entered, I saw he had a whitish drop on the end of his willy. He grinned.

“Kylie got the girls to dry me. They tossed a coin and Paula lost. She dried my back while Reanna did my front.”

He chuckled as he picked up a tissue and squeezed along his willy then wiped off the white stuff oozing out.

“Your sister was very thorough.”

John decided to go commando and slid on just his PJ bottoms. As we went to walk out, he noticed my slippers.

“Not wearing your favourite Vans?”

I went red.

“Err… No… err… I thought I would wear these for a change.”

He gave me a funny look as he obviously knew why.

“Pikachu slippers… Really? You’re a teenager now, not a 10 year old. Look Rich, I did warn you to ease up and not annoy Paula. With a younger sister and an older sister, they always gang up on me if I piss one of them off. A 10 year old girl getting to spank her teenage tormentor with his own slipper and make him cry has to be the ultimate payback. I suspect you’re going to hear about this for a long time, so you’d better buckle up for a rough ride buddy.”

I didn’t have any response to those depressing words, particularly as I knew he was right, so we went down to the den in total silence. The girls entered a while later in their nighties. I was fully covered in my PJs but went red as they looked down and gave me a knowing smirk that clearly said they’d seen everything I had. We were watching TV when I saw Reanna kept smiling at John, who grinned back. She nudged Paula and pointed at the tent in his PJs. The girls giggled as John deliberately kept twitching that tent. My little sister giggled as she stared at my PJ bottoms..

“OK Little Dick make your little dick do that.”

Her friend burst out laughing.

“Perhaps Little Dick’s little dick already is Reanna, but how could we tell?”

I went scarlet as she cracked up.

“You’re so right Little Dick. This banter really is fun.”

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