The Italian Connection Chapter 4
by Aldric

Copyright 2007 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This story has been copyrighted by the author.

This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this is not real life and should be taken as such.
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(The idea for this story was a suggestion from a fan)

Principal Characters throughout this story include:
Lucia and Rossi, 13 years old twins
Seth, 14 years old, step brother to Lucia and Rossi
Shawn, 12 years old (Seth's brother)
Bart, 14 years old, Seth's best friend

The Italian Connection Chapter 4

The next day started simply enough. Seth's clothes weren't as bad as the day before and he wasn't given any special instructions by Lucia. By lunch time both Seth and Bart were starting to think maybe she had forgotten. But before they were done eating she had sat down beside them and gave them each a small pager.

"I'm going to send you each a text message sometime today and I expect that both of you will do exactly what it says," she told them.

"But the teachers make us keep electronic stuff turned off and put away," Seth answered. "If we get caught using one it will get taken away for the rest of the day."

"And we'll get detention," Bart added.

"I don't care if you get in trouble, you'll have to deal with that on your own. If you keep them on vibrate and in your pocket you'll be fine. All you have to do is read press this button here to read the text; then you put it away and do what it says. You should be able to do that without getting caught.

"What kind of stuff do you have in mind?" Bart asked.

"I'm going to give you simple but embarrassing instructions. If the instructions are countermanded by a teacher than you do what the teacher says, but outside of that you following my instructions. If you do what I tell you then I won't punish you at home—for your Seth that means you can go back to being dressed in the house. But if you don't then I'll punish you like I did when you came home with the shorts on. Have you told Bart what happened?"

"She made me beat off," Seth said, feeling his ears heat up.

"That wouldn't be so bad," Bart said. "I could do that."

"Then it's easy, don't do what I text you and you'll get your chance. But you'll also spend some time hanging around in just your underwear and I'll be very tempted to invite some other girls over." Lucia saw him blush when she said that. "Do you want to back out of the deal and have me tell your parents?" Bart shook his head back and forth. "Then the directions are simple. All you have to do is follow them. And if I get really frustrated, I can use the paddle as often as I want."

She got up and left, giving Seth and Bart a few minutes before their next class to talk about it.

"Was it really so bad beating off in front of a girl?" Bart asked.

"I can't believe you think it would be easy! Besides, Shawn and Rossi were watching too."

"Yeah, I guess that would feel a little weird. But its better than being hit with the cane or humiliated in school, isn't it?"

"I did it to avoid the cane—you wouldn't believe how much that hurts. And it hurts for days afterward too. I guess it depends on what she tells us to do. I've had to be downstairs in the underpants she makes me wear and that's pretty embarrassing too. Especially when my brother and step brother keep making jokes about it. I wouldn't want to be there when she invites friends over."

"Wouldn't your mom stop her from doing it?"

"I thought so when I asked her, but she said I'd just have to live through it. She thinks humiliation is a better punishment than the cane. We'd better hurry or we'll be late for class."

Their next class was history. About half way through the class Seth saw Bart pull out his pager and look at it, then Bart turned and looked at him. Seth pulled his out, but there was no message. He shrugged his shoulders to tell Bart he had no instructions. Then, in a class full of kids, he watched Bart unbutton his shirt and take it off. Bart wasn't wearing a tee shirt under it, so it left him naked from the waist up. Seth saw his face turning bright red.

A few giggles from other classmates got the teacher's attention. "Uh, Bart, what do you think you're doing?" she asked. That got everyone to look at Bart and the whole class started laughing.

"It's hot in here Miss Dumpsey," Bart said. His face was bright red.

"Well, I don't know," Miss Dumpsey said. "Is anyone else hot?"

Trying to take some of the attention off his friend, Seth raised his hand. None of the other students did.

"Well, I guess if you're that hot, okay. Seth, you can take your shirt off too if you you're hot."

Both Bart and Seth thought this wasn't going the way they had hoped. They both had hoped the teacher would order Bart to put his shirt back on. Because of the instructions from Lucia, Bart had to keep his shirt off until that command was overridden by a teacher. Seth felt sorry for him, but he was too embarrassed to take his own shirt off. The teacher waited a few seconds and then returned to teaching.

Just as the bell was ringing Seth felt his pager vibrate. He made sure the teacher wasn't looking and then pulled it out. It told him to pull his underwear up as high as he could. He waited until the other students were all in front of him and then began pulling. He was able to pull it up as high as his belly button before it started to crush his balls. His shirt covered it so that nobody knew.

As soon as Bart got into the hallway the vice principal saw him and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing. Bart told him the same thing; that he was cold, but the VP ignored him and gave him a detention slip. "Unless you are fully dressed in the next ten seconds, I'll double that," he said, holding his wrist out so that he could see his watch.

Bart pulled his shirt out and put it on as fast as he could, earning a grunt from the vice principal. "Make sure you remember in the future that this is not a gymnasium and clothing is not optional."

Bart waited until he was gone. "Man, I thought that wouldn't be so bad, but it felt really weird setting there in class without a shirt and having everyone laugh at me."

"And you're the one who thought it would be easier to be naked and beating off in front of Lucia."

"You mean you had to do that naked? I thought you just stuck your hands down your pants or something. I almost decided not to take my shirt off; that would have been a mistake! But my mom is going to ground me for the detention."

Just then Seth felt his pager vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and read the message out loud so that Bart could hear. "Go to the rest room in the north hallway and give your underpants to Rossi. I don't like the sound of this."

"You'd better hurry, we only have a few minutes before the next class and that bathroom is at the other end of the school."

Seth took off running. As he entered the bathroom he saw there were about ten boys from Rossi's grade inside and the stalls were occupied. There was enough giggling and smirking from the seventh grader's to let Seth know that they knew what was about to happen. He had two choices—he could quickly strip and hurry back to class, or he could walk out now and face additional punishment when he got home. He figured disappointing Rossi now in front of his friends would only add to his misery later so he quickly undid his pants and let them drop to the floor.

"Aw, shit, he's really going to do it," one boy said. He reached into his pocket and handed Rossi a dollar. Three other boys did the same. Without saying a word Seth took off the underpants (amid even more laughter when the boys saw what he was wearing) and handed them to Rossi. Rossi in turn handed him a wad of clean toilet paper. "Hang on to it, you'll need it later." The room emptied quickly as everyone hurried to class. Seth pulled the shorts back up and shoved the toilet paper in a pocket and followed them.

The bell rang as he approached the classroom and he saw the teacher close the door. The school had a policy that one the door was closed unless you had a pass you had to go to the principal's office.

A few minutes later he had a pass to enter the classroom and a detention notice to get signed by his parents. He took his time getting there and was hardly in his seat before his pager went off again. He had to wait until the teacher looked around before he read the message. His eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets when he read the note. There was no backing out now; he'd be getting punished for the detention slip but Lucia said she'd go easy on him if he followed directions. But if he didn't do what the message said he'd get the cane for sure. Watching to see if anyone was paying attention to him he pulled the toilet paper from his pocket and reached up his pants leg and put it around his dick. Then he loosened his belt and pushed his hand inside his pants and began slowly stroking his dick, allowing it to become hard.

He had to concentrate to control his breathing as he got closer to climax. He was pretty sure the kid to his left was watching him but there was no stopping now. He felt the hollow feeling in his belly as had legs straightened out and began to shoot into the toilet paper. He completed the task by using one hand to hold the paper and the other to squeeze the last of the cum out of his dick. He looked to his left and saw that he was right; the kid was shaking his head and trying to keep from laughing.

It suddenly dawned on Seth that he had just beat off in a classroom full of kids and only one kid knew about it. He was sure that would change. He had one more part of the task to complete as soon as the bell rang—he had to bring the evidence that he had completed the task back to the bathroom and show it to Rossi.

The bathroom had the most of the same kids in it as before. Seth had done his best to turn the clean side of the toilet paper out but it was still gooey with his cum as he showed it to Rossi.

"How do we know he did it in class?" one boy asked.

"Because he was told to and he has to do what he's told," Rossi said. "So pay up."

"He could have done it anywhere; we don't know he did it in class. We don't even know if that's really cum. If he has to do what he's told, then make him do something now while we're watching," the boy said. Other boys spoke up in agreement.

"Put it in your mouth," Rossi said to Seth.

Seth responded without even thinking about what the consequences might be. "I did what I was told to do. I'm not putting it in my mouth." Seth dropped the wad of paper on the floor and turned to leave.

"I'm not paying," he heard the boy say. "In fact, you lost the bet, you have to pay us!"

"Yeah, pay up Rossi," other boys called out as Seth left. Now he began thinking that he might have made a mistake, but it was too late now. He hurried on to his last class.

Nothing else happened in class and he met Bart on the bus. Bart asked if what had happened but Seth didn't feel like talking about it. It would probably be all over school by the next day anyway. "I'll tell you about it later," he said. Then he saw Rossi getting on the bus and said, "Oh, shit!"

Rossi had the beginnings of what might become a black eye and the back pocket of his pants was torn. He had a tear stain down his cheek, but the look he gave Seth was pure hatred. Shawn got on the bus behind him and Seth saw that he had a split lip. Shawn allowed his hand to slap Seth's face as he walked by. He sat down next to Rossi.

"I'm think I'm screwed tonight," Seth said to Bart. "You'd better not come over. I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

Lucia got on the bus a few seconds later. She was smiling, so Seth guessed she hadn't seen her twin brother. As she got to where Bart and Seth were sitting she spoke loud enough for kids three rows away to hear. "Your underpants are hanging from the flagpole. Go and get them, but do not miss the bus."

Knowing he only had a few minutes before the buses pulled out Seth hurried out. All of the kids who were near him were hooting and yelling at him as he ran to the flagpole and lowered his underpants. He got back on the bus just as the driver was closing the door and returned to his seat. One look at Lucia showed that Rossi had told her what happened.

Seth followed several yard behind the other three. As they approached the house they saw his and Shawn's mother waiting for them on the porch.

"So tell me what happened," she asked when they got close.

"I got in a fight and I got suspended," Rossi said. He began to cry. "How am I going to be able to tell papa?" Seth shuddered when he heard the word 'suspended'.

"You don't need to worry about telling him, he got called and left work early. He's there now and will probably be home in a few minutes. Let me see your face." She was fairly tender with him considering how angry Seth knew she was.

"The nurse looked at it as school and said it was okay but I'd probably have a shiner."

"I agree. Go up to your room and wait for your dad to get home." She turned her attention next to Shawn. "How about you?"

"I'm not hurt!" Shawn said.

"Well, I can see that. But I got called because you were fight too. Were you suspended as well?"

"No, but I got detention for two days." He handed the slip to his mother to have it signed. "I heard the noise and went in and broke it up. I wasn't really fighting. Besides, there were four of them beating up Rossi. He got screwed; all he was doing was trying to defend himself."

"Well, I'm not signing this. Show it to your dad when he get home. I was told you gave that Monrow boy a bloody nose."

"I guess I did, but it was just because he was the one hitting Rossi the most. Mom, why can't you handle this instead of Rossi's dad?"

"She's not going to because it's not her job," Rossi's dad said as he came in the back door, slamming it behind him. The whole house shook from the force. "Rossi, get down here now!" he called up the stairs. As Rossi came down, his dad said, "Lucia proved she can take care of disciplining her brothers and she is going to have her hands full tonight."

Rossi's face went from fear to something worse when he realized his dad intended to allow his twin sister to punish him. And he knew that she was going to insist on seeing him naked, something she hadn't seen since they were around five years old.

"No dad, please, it wasn't my fault," Rossi pleaded.

"No, it wasn't, at least from the story I heard. And you aren't suspended anymore, I made a deal with your principal and you and the other boys will serve detention together. But one thing the principal didn't understand is the dirty paper on the floor. What was that about?"

Rossi and Shawn stood there frozen. Seth wasn't sure if Shawn even knew, but he knew he had to speak up or Rossi was going to say something that would get them all in even worse trouble.

"It was mine," Seth said. Everyone turned to look at him. "Rossi caught me beating, I mean, uh, masturbating in the stall and started to make fun of me. I threw the toilet paper at him but I think I hit one of the other kids by mistake. He must have thought Rossi threw it at him." It was a weak story, one that could fall apart in a second if anyone started asking questions, but it was the best he could do on the spur of the moment.

"So you were there too?" his step dad asked. "You caused all this?"

"Yes sir, I guess I did. But I didn't mean to."

"But you left when four boys were beating up your brother."

"No, Shawn wasn't there then," Seth said. Then he realized his step dad meant Rossi. "They weren't fighting when I left." Seth could feel the story starting to unwrap already.

"Is that all of it?" his step dad asked.

Seth decided it was time to change the subject before his step father or his mother asked the right questions that would point out the lie. "No sir, earlier in the day I was late to class and got detention." He handed the detention slip over.

"Why were you late to class?"

"Same reason, sir. I was in the stall."

"I'm tired of this. Lucia will take care of all three of you. Get upstairs so your mother and I can enjoy some degree of peace and quiet. After supper you three will clean the table and do the dishes." All three boys moved slowly to the steps. "Lucia, wait here a minute."

Lucia stood there until the boys had all gone upstairs. "Their stories stink, not a one of them is telling the complete truth. But I think your brother is the least guilty. At least one with the cane, but no more than two."

"Can I keep them undressed when I'm done?" she asked, hoping the answer would be yes.

"No," her father said, making her heart fall. "You mother wants them dressed for dinner; she says naked boys throw off her appetite. However, after dinner, you may do what you think is necessary." Lucia had to work hard to keep the smile from showing on her face.

"And Shawn is clearly misleading us as to his role in all of this," her step mother said. "Use what ever methods you feel are best, but his punishment should not exceed the one given to Rossi. Seth, however, is holding back the most. He told me last night he is concerned about you having friend over when he is restricted from wearing clothes. Warm him up with the cane but don't hold back on the humiliation. I think you're right about it being as useful as corporal punishment."

"Yes, of course your mother is right," papa said. "And you can use it several nights in a row, unlike the cane where you have to be careful and allow healing to occur. I agree, use that on all three as you wish."

Lucia felt like she had died and gone to heaven. She hurried away to carry out the necessary punishments but as she passed the front door the doorbell rang. She stopped and opened it and found Bart and a man she guessed was his father standing there.

"Are your parent's home?" the man asked.

"Yes sir, their in the kitchen, right through there," she said, pointing the way. The man pushed Bart ahead and said "Thank you," as he headed where she had pointed.

As soon as she got upstairs she told all three boys to strip.

"Me too?" asked Rossi, plainly distressed by the idea. "But I didn't do anything! It was all his fault," he said, pointing at Seth. "And Shawn was only trying to help me."

"Yeah, I was just trying to help," Shawn said, looking relieved. "I shouldn't be punished either."

"What part of the word 'strip' did you miss? Each of you is getting the cane tonight and maybe more if you piss me off. I'll find out exactly what happened, don't worry about that. But papa knows you lied and he expects a suitable punishment from me and I don't intend to disappoint him."

"This isn't fair!" Rossi said as he began undressing. "We're the same age and you shouldn't be seeing me naked."

"I'm the older twin, and if you keep complaining I'll make it even worse than I plan. Now hurry up and strip before I get angry."

Down in the kitchen, Bart's father was explaining why he was there. "It seems that Bart here was behaving strangely in school today and got himself a detention. His mother ruled out spanking a few years ago, but I've talked to her. She has consented to starting again, but can't bear to watch or listen. So I was wondering how you feel about corporal punishment? If you don't mind, I would like to borrow your basement until I can find a suitable place to do it when necessary.

"Oh, corporal punishment is an accepted practice here, don't worry about that Jim," Seth's mother said. "But Antonio has allowed a family tradition to be continued that we are hoping will be very helpful." Bart's father raised his eyebrows in question. Nobody looked at Bart, who knew exactly what the tradition involved.

"Yes, for generations it has been up to the oldest daughter to be in charge of discipline of the other children and the mother to take care of the oldest daughter," Antonio said. "Fortunately for Mary here, Lucia does not get into trouble so she doesn't need to be bothered. And Lucia is getting quiet good at raising her siblings."

"We also had problems with our sons at school today and Lucia is upstairs right now deciding how to deal with it. Why don't you go up and watch? I'm sure if you want she wouldn't be put out to have one more to discipline."

Right on cue the sound of a cane striking a boy's bare butt was heard, followed immediately by a tearful yell of ono.

"She likes to make them count out the strokes in Italian," Mary said by way of explanation.

"I do believe Bart and I will go and watch if you'll excuse us." As he turned towards the stairs the cane swished through the air and landed on a bare butt again. "Due" was shouted out along with the cry of pain.

Bart and his dad got to the room just in time to see Lucia plant the third stroke across Seth's butt and hear him cry out once before counting. Lucia told him to go stand in the corner and realized she had company when she saw Rossi and Shawn looking at the doorway.

"Hello Bart," she said. "And I assume you are Mr. Rohland," she said to his dad.

"Yes, I am. Your father said I could come and watch. Do you mind if I inspect your work?"

"No, please feel free. Seth, come here and show Mr. Rohland your butt." Seth had tears running down his cheeks but he hurried over to where they were standing and turned around and bent over. Mr. Rohland ran his hand down one of the red welts Lucia had just added to Seth's backside. Seth cried out but stood still as Bart's dad touched him.

"Do the boys resent being naked for their punishment?" Mr. Rohland asked, looking at Rossi and Shawn standing there waiting their turn.

"Yes, very much," she answered. "They dislike it almost as much as the cane itself. That makes the punishment even more effective."

"Yes, I can see that it would," he said. "Would you mind greatly if I gave you another boy to take care of?"

"No, it wouldn't be any problem at all," Lucia said, once again trying to hide a smile. "Is it your intention that I use the cane on Bart?"

"Yes, it is, as long as you don't mind. I think one would be enough for tonight, just to let him know how it feels. Then if he gets into trouble in the future I will feel more comfortable adding more."

"As you wish sir," Lucia said, trying to sound very professional. "Bart, remove all of your clothes." She waited to see if Bart's father would override that command, but he didn't.

"Please dad, couldn't you take care of it? I don't want her to see me," Bart said.

"Then that is even more reason to have her do it," he said to Bart. "I leave him in your care; send him down as soon as you are finished."

"Yes sir, if you're in a hurry. But the cane is only the beginning of the punishment for these three. There will be other punishments that are less painful after we eat. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind if Bart stayed for dinner."

"Okay, I'll make sure they don't mind before I leave. Please have him home by nine so that he can get to bed on time." He started to leave and then stopped. "I may send Bart over here for future sessions if that would be okay with you. But I need to know you'll be careful in the use of the cane. Anything more serious than a welt will upset his mother."

"Oh, don't worry sir, I'm not even allowed to cane my brothers without my father's permission. And if I draw any blood then my mother will use the cane on me. I am very good with it and know just how often and how hard it can be used. For other times there are paddles or hand slaps. And Seth especially hates being restricted to wearing nothing but underpants around the house. I would not use the cane on Bart unless you or my father told me it was okay first. And generally my father tells me the maximum strokes I may give."

"Then I will do the same. Thank you for making that clear. Hurry up now, Bart; I don't think you want to keep her waiting." Bart began removing his clothes even faster as his father left the room and went downstairs.

Lucia saw that there were already tears in Bart's eyes and decided to take advantage of that as Bart removed the last item of clothing and covered his groin with his hands.

"I think I'll do you last Bart. You can watch Rossi and Shawn get theirs. I think it will scare you even more knowing what's going to happen when it's your turn. So stand there next to Seth with your hands behind your neck until I call for you."

"Shawn, let's have you next. You're going to get just one for now, but I may give you more later." Shawn moved to where Seth had been standing and bent over. Lucia didn't waste any time with him and simply swung the cane, making contact right at the point where his legs and buttocks came together. The hit wasn't very hard but he cried out anyway. He stood up and started to walk over to stand next to his brother.

"You didn't count it, so I'll have to do it again," Lucia said.

"I'm sorry, really sorry. I didn't know you wanted me to count it. Please don't hit me again."

She didn't really like using the cane as much as other punishments and this gave her an opportunity to further degrade her younger step brother. Do you remember how I punished you brother yesterday? I want you to do the same thing. You have three minutes or I'll give you two more strokes with the cane."

Shawn didn't waste any time complaining, he began to stroke his dick to get it hard. As soon as he had an erection he did everything he could to ignore the fact that like he was beating off in front of an audience and bring himself to climax as quickly as possible. He was only able to produce a tiny amount of semen, but it was enough for Lucia to allow him to stand and turn to Rossi.

"Now for you il fratello. Sto andando inciterlo a gridure!" The other boys didn't understand what she had said but knew it must be bad because Rossi's face turned white. Lucia sat on Seth's bed and ordered her twin over her lap. Once positioned she began spanking him slowly and deliberately, covering both cheeks from top to bottom. She didn't stop until his entire backside was red.

"Now for the cane," she said, pulling him up by an ear. "Shall it be one stroke? Or the five that papa allowed? What do you think it should be little brother?" She put special emphasis on the word little, making Rossi blush.

"I've never said a bad word about you or to you Lucia. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I can. And because I want to. Tu sei il mio schiavo!"

"I am NOT your slave," Rossi said. If papa said five, then give me five. But I'll not be a slave to you just because you are a minute older than me."

"You understand Italian better than you let on," Lucia said, surprised. "Because of that, and because you are right, I'm only going to give you one. And a light one at that. Get ready."

Rossi got into position and she hit him a very soft stroke with the cane. He didn't even cry out from the hit and all that could be seen was a slight red line where it had hit. "Go stand with the others," she told her brother.

"Okay Bart, you're cute and I would let you get by with a warning except your dad expects a stripe across your ass, so let's get it over with." She pushed him into the position and swung the cane as hard as she had when hitting Seth and Shawn. Bart was not expecting it to hurt so much and nearly fell over, yelling from the pain.

"There, if your father is still here he will know the job is done. Stand up there next to the other boys and put your hands behind your neck." Bart didn't exactly walk; he more waddled as he tried to take steps without flexing his buttocks.

Lucia stood in front of the four boys. She decided to arrange them by age, putting Shawn first, then Rossi, Bart, and finally Seth. She used the cane to lift each boy's dick and get a good look at their sacks. She was amazed at the differences. Shawn had a nicely formed dick. Although it was the shortest of the four, it was nearly as big around as Bart's. And he had some visible hair above the base.

Rossi, her brother, also had hair. Being Italian, his hair was course and black and thus was more visible than her light-haired step brothers. His penis was erect, sticking straight out from his body.

Bart's was cute. It was long, longer even than Seth's, but thinner. Soft hair covered the base and much of his sack.

Seth had hair, but she had to look close to see it since it was nearly blond and very thin. Although he was the oldest, the lack of visible hair made him look much younger.

Finally she was done, knowing there would be plenty of chances to see them again in the future. "Okay Rossi, tell me exactly what happened. How did you get into a fight?"

Rossi didn't know how much she might know and didn't want to risk a lie at this point so he told her the complete truth. He had told other boys that his step brother had lost a bet and had to do what he was told. He told them that Seth was going to walk into the bathroom, strip off his pants, and hand his underpants over to him. A couple of boys didn't believe him and he made bets.

"You told other boys what was going to happen and then you made bets on it?" Lucia said. "I told you to keep everything we were doing quiet so we didn't get in trouble and you went and risked it all. How much did you win?"

"Twelve dollars," he said.

But then he explained how bet again that Seth was going to beat off in his next class and bring the evidence back. But when Seth came back, some of the boys didn't believe it. One of the kids told him to prove that Seth had to do what he was told by telling Seth to eat the cum-stained toilet tissue.

"He refused, and threw it at me. Then he left. The other kids demanded I pay off both bets because he didn't do what he was told. I didn't have that much money and they threatened me, telling me to have the money the next day or else. That's when Shawn came in. and that's when the fight started. He's just a better fighter than me."

Lucia turned to Shawn. "You stood up for Rossi?"

"Not like you mean," Shawn answered without thinking. "My stupid brother started all this and I figured that if I helped Rossi then he'd let me in on some of the fun too."

"Oh, how noble of you," Lucia said. She turned back to her brother. "You were stupid and got what you deserved. If I had known the truth I would have caned you as hard as I did the others. No more bets from now on."

"You're not going to cane me again?" Rossi asked, not believing his good luck.

"No, I'm not. I hope you learned something from this. If not, you can expect to stand naked in front of me several more times in the future."

"Can I get dressed now?" he asked, still clearly embarrassed by standing naked in front of his sister.

"Not just yet. I have another punishment in mind for you for telling other boys." Lucia turned to Seth. "You agreed to do what Rossi and me told you to do, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so. But he wanted me to eat…"

"The point is, he told you to do something and you refused. Is that correct?" Seth nodded his head.

"Then you have a choice to make. Either we go and tell papa that you admitted the playboy was yours AND that you got it from Bart, or you accept the following: First, the maximum time we can do stuff to you is now twenty days instead of fourteen. Second, we'll think about giving Shawn a chance to get back at you more directly. And finally, number three, a special punishment for you and Rossi together for what happened today."

Seth had already made the decision not to let his step father know the truth about the magazine, so that option was out. "What is this special punishment I have to do with Rossi?"

"Since you wouldn't eat some of your semen, you can eat some of his. You have to suck his dick."

All but Bart spoke at once. "No!" said Seth. "Aw, I don't know about that," said Rossi. "Cool, I wish he had to do that to me," said Shawn.

"For telling me no when I just told you to do it you have to do Shawn too," Lucia said.

"Aw, come on, anything but that," Seth said.

"Okay Shawn, let's go tell papa that he punished the wrong boy when he didn't believe you about the magazine," Lucia said.

"Aww, the hell with that, I'd rather make him suck my dick."

"We can't make him do anything. We were blackmailing him, but he's called our bluff and now all we have is that, so let's go downstairs and tell papa."

Lucia was halfway out the door pushing Shawn ahead of here when Seth caved in. "Hold it a second. I guess I'll do it," he said.

"All right!" Shawn said, returning to the room. "Can we make him suck Bart's dick too?"

"I told you, we can't make him do anything. But if that's the punishment you want to give him, then you can tell him to do it and see if he will. Or you can wait and get a chance to make him do something later."

While making his brother do something really horrible was appealing, knowing that he could make him do something later was just as good. "I guess I'll wait and use my turn later," he said. Both Bart and Seth looked relieved.

"Start with Rossi so he can get dressed. Rossi, I know this is embarrassing for you, but this is your punishment for what you did today. But it's almost time for us to get called down for dinner so don't keep us waiting."

Rossi moved back to Seth's bed and stroked his dick a few times to get it started. Seth looked like he was going to puke, but he got on his knees between Rossi's legs and put his mouth around Rossi's appendage and began sucking. He had never done it before and Rossi had never had it done, but it didn't take long for Rossi to figure out what felt good and soon he had a hand around the back of Seth's head and was driving him down and pulling him back at a speed that gave him the most pleasure. The warmth was a lot better than a hand and it didn't take long before he pushed Seth's head down hard and held it there while his body twitched and arched. When he released Seth's head there was a long trail of white cum hanging down Seth's chin.

"Now it's my turn," Shawn said, taking Rossi's place while Rossi quickly dressed. Shawn had been watching closely and immediately put both hands behind his brother's head to control it. As with Rossi, it didn't take long before he began to moan and kick his legs out while holding Seth's mouth down.

Once he was done Lucia made him stand up and face her. "Unless you want to make a regular practice doing that, I would suggest you do as you're told," Lucia said to him. "You will do what you're told, even it you think it's disgusting. You can always come and complain to me later and if I agree I will punish Rossi or Shawn for making you do something they shouldn't have." She turned to the two younger boys and said, "And you guys had better understand that if you go too far I will cane you as hard as I can and for as many strokes as I'm allowed. Think about what you tell him to do and what might happen because of it."

"Can I make him do that again?" Rossi asked.

"Oh, so you enjoyed that, didn't you?" his sister asked as she smiled at him. He didn't answer but the redness of his face was good enough. "You can make him do it three more times, but not in front of other kids unless I say it's okay first."

"How about Shawn?" he asked. "I mean, can I make him suck Shawn's dick too?"

"He did hate that more than sucking yours, didn't he," she said as she considered it. "Even though his motive was self-centered, he did come and help you when you needed it. You can make him suck his brother's dick twice."

Seth felt like his life was ruined. Having to give his little brother a blowjob was the most demeaning thing that had ever been done to him. And now he was going to have to do it twice more. He knew he had to take whatever they made him do or she would add more to the punishment. And now Shawn was going to get to make him do stuff too. He was dreading what the next days would bring.

While he was contemplating that they were called down to dinner. "Seth, you'll remain naked for the rest of the night. Bart, you'll remain naked until your dad says otherwise," Lucia said.

"Except for dinner," Seth said. "My mom says she wants me to wear a shirt while we're eating. But I have to take it off again as soon as we're done."

"Well then, unless she says otherwise, just bring a shirt. Both of you," she said, including Bart. "How utterly embarrassing this must be for you," she added, noting that Seth's dick was partially erect. Rossi and Shawn had listened and were now openly laughing at Seth and Bart's misfortune.

With bright red faces, he and Bart followed the others to the kitchen wearing nothing but a shirt.