Tommy's Attitude Adjustment Chapter 12

Tommy's Attitude Adjustment Chapter 12
by Chadlad

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Chapter 12: Sometimes You Do Things Because You Have To

Jesse was pacing back and forth in the bedroom when the three other boys entered. Chad prodded Tommy inside and shut the door behind him. Jesse stalked abruptly to the other side of the room, crossing his arms as he went, looking studiously away from Tommy. The tension in the air was unbearable. "So," Chad said, his voice sounding too loud in the silent room. "We've got two hours or so. Beth said you're supposed to call the shots, Gabriel. Jesse and I are just supposed to do what you do. So what do you want to do to him first?"

"I want him naked," said Gabriel. "Completely naked. Come on, cousin. Take your pants and under panties down and step out of them. I bet your dick's hard again! You were probably thinking about how you fucked me and how much you like little boys' butts! Come on, take 'em down and show everyone I'm right."

Tommy opened his mouth to protest, then realized, to his horror, that despite his dread of the situation, his penis was already half hard. Thinking of it made it give a lurch in his pants and harden further.

"You heard him, Tommy," Chad said. "Take 'em off again."

"I don't like boys!" Tommy protested. "I don't!" Gabriel, becoming impatient, stepped over to Tommy and yanked down his pajama bottoms and underpants, letting them puddle on the floor. Tommy's mostly hard penis caught on the edge of the waistband and was pulled down with them, then sprang loose and rebounded, smacking his stomach and then settling in a horizontal position, the swollen head pulsating in the air. Every eye in the room went to his crotch, Tommy's included, staring at his erect member.

"Your dick says otherwise," Chad said dismissively. On impulse, he reached out and batted his brother's penis, watching it sway from side to side as a result, finally settling in a straight ahead position again. He batted it a second time. "Your dick says you like being naked in front of us, too!"

"I don't like it! I don't like any of this!" Tommy insisted, his right hand making a fist a as if he was about to punch Chad. Chad stared at his drawn back arm. "You going to hit me, little brother?" he taunted. "You want to hit me because I found out you like having sex with boys? You want to take a chance on what Beth will do if you hit me?" The two boys faced off in the middle of the room, each glaring at the other, all muscles tensed. Tommy's penis, erect and angry, bobbed between them.

It was Jesse who broke the silence that followed. "Hey, what happened to your hair?" he suddenly erupted. "You know, your weenie hair! You had a whole bunch – where did it go! You look like a little boy again."

Chad relaxed and stepped back from Tommy. "Go on, tell him!" he said. He walked around behind Tommy, who kept staring defiantly at Jesse. Suddenly, there was a sharp crack and Tommy's right buttock exploded in pain.

"Owwwwww!" Tommy complained, turning to see Chad standing behind him with racketball paddle in his hand. "That hurts!"

"From now on, when someone asks you a question, you answer it," Chad said evenly. "Now tell your friend Jesse what happened to your crotch hair!"

"He's not my friend," Tommy said. Chad raised the paddle. "Okay, okay!" Tommy said, holding his hands out to block Chad's blow. He looked at Jesse. "Beth shaved it off. Before she spanked me this morning. Now are you happy?"

Jesse thought for a second. "No," He said. "I'm not happy at all."

Chad smiled. "I just thought of something, guys! I bet I'm the only one in this room with crotch hair!" He pulled the front of his pants and underpants down to just above his penis, showing the expanse of skin above. A smattering of soft, thin hairs peppered his groin. He grinned and pulled them up again. "Unless you've suddenly sprouted hair, Jesse," he added.

Jesse shook his head glumly. "Come on, guys," Gabriel said eagerly. "What are we waiting for! I want to start hurting him!" He looked Tommy in the eye. "I'm gonna make you beg," he said. "I'm going to make you beg for mercy. And then I'm going to ignore you and hurt you some more!"

There was a silence after that for a moment. The Gabriel grinned. "I know what I want," he said, looking at Tommy slyly. "I want a blow job! In fact, I want you to give all of us blow jobs!"

Tommy thought furiously, trying to think of a way out of this. "Uhhhh, you don't really want that," he said to Gabriel earnestly. "You're just a little kid. It won't even feel good!"

"Yes it will!" Gabriel said "I know, I had one before!" He looked at Tommy triumphantly. Jesse was looking at him doubtfully. "Really!" he said. "This big dumb kid in our apartment house gave me one, once! Four or five of us were hanging out in the alley, and then one of them says to him, 'Come over here and suck all of us.' And he did! But then they moved him off to the retard home after that."

"Okay," Tommy said. "But you still don't want that -- I might bite you accidentally. I have really big teeth." He smiled to make his point to Gabriel.

Gabriel looked uncertain for a minute. Then Chad spoke up. "It won't work, Tommy," he said. "I'm not going to let you talk him out of his revenge and out of teaching you a good lesson. If I recall, you seemed to think that giving blow jobs was a great punishment when it was me being punished." He leaned toward Gabriel and whispered in his ear. Gabriel brightened immediately. He looked at Tommy and shucked off his pants and underpants, standing with his legs apart and thrusting his small pelvis at Tommy.

"Get on you knees and get over here and suck my dick, you big meanie! And if I feel your teeth while you do it, you get two flicks on your balls for each time I feel them!" Gabriel said, looking triumphant. Tommy's face fell. Great – his own methods that he'd used on Chad were coming back to haunt him! He sighed, getting down on his knees and shuffling over to Gabriel's half-nude frame. Chad and Jesse settled down on Chad's bed, watching intently. Tommy looked distastefully at Gabriel's uncircumcised penis, hanging limply over his tiny, undeveloped scrotum. The tip of it came almost to a point. He looked up at Gabriel's determined face.

"Can you wash it or something first?" he asked plaintively. He shuddered, thinking what might be trapped under the boy's foreskin.

"I'm probably cleaner than you are right now!" Gabriel said. "I didn't just poop my pants like you did! Now suck my dick, doofus!" Gabriel commanded. "Stop farting around! If it's dirty, you'll just have to deal with it!"

Tommy looked at Chad, hoping for support. Chad took the racketball racket and smacked his hand with it suggestively. Tommy, shivering, turned back to the small crotch and genitals inches from his face. He took his right hand and circled the boy's small shaft with thumb and forefinger, raising it so that it stuck straight out and he could see into the drooping hole at the tip. He eyed it
uncomfortably. He hated the gaping hole in the center, so much more crude than the neat little pee slit of his own organ. Tentatively, he snaked out his tongue and flicked the tip, surprised that it didn't taste much like anything at all. He gave it a bigger lick, then, giving up on postponing the inevitable, opened his mouth and took the soft, spongy shaft into it, sucking it like a nipple while he squeezed and stroked on the base. Like a little animal, the morsel of flesh in his mouth began to come alive, twitching as he sucked it and gathering firmness in the middle as it expanded and stretched to a respectable size. He could feel the foreskin retracting in his mouth and the smooth head emerge and grow until it was wider than the shaft. Gabriel grabbed Tommy's hair and began moving his mouth up and down on his now fully erect shaft with little short strokes (short because his penis, even erect, wasn't more than an inch and a half long). He began making little "eh, eh, eh" sounds in the back of his throat, while at the same time thrusting unpredictably toward Tommy, sometimes banging Tommy's lip with his groin painfully.

He pulled more firmly on Tommy's hair as his body began rising on his toes, stiffening while he held his breath, then suddenly jamming his meager attributes all the way into Tommy while he grunted twice and then let out a little squeal like an animal that had been stepped on and dispatched quickly. Tommy felt the rubbery shaft in his mouth pulse repeatedly, and then it was over, Gabriel quickly withdrawing from his mouth, wiping his genitals with his hand, and then wiping the hand on Tommy's bare chest. Tommy sat back on his haunches, swallowing accumulated saliva and trying to decide if the boy's penis had left any taste in his mouth. His lips hurt, his head hurt where Gabriel had pulled his hair, and his tongue was tired. But worse, everyone in the room had just watched him suck another boy's dick – had seen him take it in his mouth and suck it until the boy had cum. What could be worse than that?

"Hey, look! His boner's even harder," the still half naked Gabriel commented, looking down at Tommy's crotch. Tommy didn't have to look down to confirm what Gabriel had said. His penis was now well above horizontal, pulsing in the air at an angle and fully erect. He realized suddenly and with great embarrassment that he'd felt the additional stiffening while sucking Gabriel, without realizing what it was. He'd gotten even more excited while sucking another boy! They were all going to think he liked doing it!

Sure enough, Jesse spoke up. "I thought you didn't like doing sex with boys, Tommy!"

Tommy's anger rose. "I don't, you little queer! You're the one who likes it!"

"Your weenie says you do," Jesse said pointedly. "I'm not the one with a hard on."

"He's right," Chad said evenly. "Let's see what happens when you suck mine. Oh, and keep your teeth out of the way when you do. Gabriel, did you feel any teeth?"

Gabriel thought a moment. "Nope," he said honestly. "But I'm kinda small. Yours is probably bigger than mine."

"Not really," Tommy mumbled.

Chad walked over to Tommy, sliding his pants down as he approached, leaving them at his knees and sliding down his underpants. His 2-inch erection sprang to attention, sticking straight out at Tommy's face. His small crop of downy pubic hairs contrasted sharply with Tommy's now bare crotch, the ring through the underside of his penis dangling underneath, glinting in the room light. Chad casually removed the ring and made as if he was going to hand it to Jesse, who reached out absently then jerked his hand back when he realized what it was. Smiling, Chad set the ring on the edge of his night stand. "I'll just leave it out for now. Wouldn't want it getting caught on one or your big teeth," he said pointedly.

"Shoulda left it in," Tommy mumbled. "At least it might make a mouthful then."

Chad squared up in front of his brother, his smile fading and his face determined. "Make fun of me all you want," he said to Tommy. "But everyone can see whose cock is in whose mouth. Besides, how many times did I have to suck you last month? Seven? Eight? You're going to pay back every one of them." He gestured pointedly at his crotch. Sighing, Tommy leaned forward, eyeing Chad's erection from inches away and then reluctantly taking it in his mouth until his lips were against Chad's groin, where he could feel the few small hairs tickling him. He began sliding in and out on the stiff shaft, trying to hasten his brother's orgasm. He could feel the rubbery shaft pulsing in his mouth periodically. In a few moments, Chad spoke up again. "Rub and squeeze my butt with both hands while you suck me, little brother. You yourself said that's gay."

"Yeah, a butt ranger like you should enjoy handling other kids' butts!" Gabriel giggled, still naked from the waist down and now sitting by Jesse, who was surreptitiously eyeing the other boy's flaccid penis.

Tommy flinched at being called a "butt ranger." He hadn't heard the term before, but it sounded like something obviously gay. He let his attention lapse while he pondered the term. "Hey, watch the teeth!" Chad complained. "That's two flicks for your baby balls, little brother!"

Realizing his mistake, Tommy redoubled his efforts. It was hard to keep his mouth open enough to keep from scraping Chad's penis with his teeth. He'd always commented that his brother's equipment was small, but it felt as big as one of those summer sausages his mother got at Hillshire Farms in his mouth. He could feel the rubbery bulge of the head and the roughness of the knot of flesh under the tip like they were huge things in his mouth. His brother's bare butt tensed every few seconds under his hands, the tensing getting closer together as Chad neared orgasm. Suddenly, he was up on his toes, thrusting deeply into Tommy's mouth and gripping his brother's ears as his penis tip pulsed letting out the little grunts he always couldn't avoid releasing at orgasm. Tommy felt salty wetness on the back of his tongue, remembering too late that Chad had developed the ability to wet cum in the last month, and like himself spurted a spatter of milky droplets when he climaxed. Chad held Tommy's ears painfully, making noises like a pig fighting others for food as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Tommy's throat convulsed and he fell away from Chad, gagging, as Chad released his ears.

"Swallow it, don't spit it out," Chad ordered. "Isn't that what you told me? How do you like it when the shoe is on the other foot?"

Jesse pointed at Tommy's still erect penis, pointing up at an angle and pulsing with his movements. "I'd say he likes it a lot. I don't remember you being hard like that when you sucked us."

Chad looked away. He remembered. Sometimes he had been soft when forced to suck the other boys. But other times, he'd looked just like his brother. To cover his discomfort, he said, as brightly as he could, "You're up, Jesse."

Jesse climbed off the bed, slowly, and walked over to Tommy, looking down at him. He made no move to lower his pants. The two of them stared stonily at each other, Tommy still working the stiffness out of his mouth. Neither of penises of the previous two boys had appeared to taste like anything much while he'd been sucking them, but once Chad had cum, he had a distinct musty, clearly male taste in his mouth that appeared to have soaked in deeply. He glared at Jesse, who looked stonily back at him.

"Come on, make him suck you," Gabriel finally said. "I love the faces he makes when he has to take us in his mouth!"

Jesse still made no move to lower his pants. Finally, Tommy broke their mutual staring contest. "Stop acting like you don't want it and whip it out and let's get it over with," he snarled.

"But I don't want it," Jesse said.

"Cut the crap," Tommy snarled. "You offered to do it to me last night! You loved it when Chad did it to you! Stop pretending you're not enjoying making me do this."

"But I'm not," Jesse said back, his voice dripping with suppressed emotion.

"Come on," Gabriel said impatiently. "I've got other stuff I want him to do! Beth said you had to make him do everything I made him do!"

At the mention of Beth's orders, Jesse's expression changed. "Right," he said, reaching for his pants and pulling them down just enough to expose his genitals. His plump little bottom was exposed in back, the soft, velvety skin completely blemish free. He looked stonily at Tommy, who stared stonily back. Gabriel became more impatient.

"Give him a couple of swats, Chad," he squealed. "Make him do it!"

Chad rose, walking toward Tommy, carrying the paddle. Tommy pulled Jesse toward him, squeezing his little plump butt with both hand and opening his mouth wide to engulf the smaller boy's limp dick. He began sucking slowly and steadily, Jesse's organ feeling like a lump of soft fat for quite a period of time. Trying to arouse him, Tommy began caressing Jesse's bottom, gently squeezing and separating his buns, enjoying the soft feeling of the boy's skin despite himself. Tommy's mouth was already beginning to tire, and Jesse still hadn't become erect. He flicked his eyes up, only to see Jesse looking down at him over crossed arms, glaring. Tommy changed tactics, swirling his tongue round and round the soft lump in his mouth, gradually feeling it tense and begin hardening. Once it was hard, he began moving up and down the shaft with his lips closed around it, sucking at the same time. Behind Jesse, he dug his fingers into the firm muscles under the soft skin and began massaging them rhythmically with his strokes on Jesse's boyhood. Jesse's penis felt strange in his mouth -- although it was roughly the same size as Chad's, the upward curve made the head rub the top of his mouth continuously, while his tongue worked more on the bottom of the shaft than it had the other two boys. This renewed stimulation appeared to have an electric effect on Jesse. The small butt Tommy was squeezing suddenly stiffened and began clenching, resulting in Jesse ramming his genitals violently into Tommy's mouth while the head of his penis pulsed rapidly against the roof of Tommy's mouth.

Panting, Jesse quickly withdrew from Tommy, pushing him back and saying, "That's enough." He pulled his pants up and quickly and silently stalked back to the bed, sitting down. Tommy sat back on his haunches, glaring at his former friend.

"There, is that what you wanted?" he snarled. "You made me do it. Are you happy now?"

Jesse looked at him stonily. "It felt good, I'll admit. But it wasn't what I wanted, and it didn't make me happy. What I don't see is, why can't you understand that?"

"Because he's a stubborn idiot," Chad interjected.

"He's a cocksucking buttfucker," Gabriel added gleefully. "Because he's sucked our cocks and he fucked my butt!"

Chad looked at the still angry Jesse. "Did he bite you?" he asked.

"No." Jesse said shortly. In fact, he'd felt Tommy's teeth twice, but he had no desire to retaliate over it. He fell backward onto the bed, staring at the ceiling morosely. If Beth didn't have those pictures, he'd leave right now. But she did, so he was trapped.

"Come on, Chad," Gabriel said eagerly. "Give him his flicks for the tooth thing!"

"Come on," Tommy pleaded. "I tried – have a heart! It's hard not to keep your teeth out of the way – don't you remember?"

"I remember," Chad said. "I remember you saying there were no excuses and you making me hang from the closet bar while you flicked me. So I guess that's what you're going to have to do. Get over there and grab the bar." He waved the paddle in the air for emphasis.

His heart thumping, Tommy walked to the closet slowly, looking at Chad pleadingly the whole way. Chad crossed his arms and stood, waiting. Tommy reached up and gripped the bar, facing Chad, looking over his shoulder to the wall, unable to watch. He felt Chad's finger touch him briefly, apparently lining up. There was a long pause. Maybe Chad had decided to let it go! Suddenly, throbbing pain exploded in his left ball, followed immediately by an equal explosion on the right. Tommy collapsed to the floor, clutching his balls and moaning, his attention only on the dull throb between his legs, fighting the urge to retch. How could such a small thing hurt so much, he wondered. Dimly, he heard Gabriel talking quietly to Chad and Jesse, saw the two of them nodding. He rocked back and forth on the floor, trying to soothe his aching balls. Is this how Chad's balls had felt when he'd flicked his brother? It had seemed like such a small thing at the time, and he'd attributed Chad's squalling to the fact that his brother was nothing but a big baby. But now he had a new perspective, and was appreciating more the reasons for Chad's responses.

After what seemed too short a time, Gabriel was nudging him, ordering him to get up and get into the corner. "Chad says you need some corner time to think about what we'll do next. So we're going to play Crazy Eights for awhile, and you're supposed to think of all the things you did to Chad and wonder what you've got coming next," he said gleefully, all the while nudging Tommy's exposed butt with his foot. Tommy staggered to his feet, his balls throbbing. Gabriel slapped his hands away. "No more playing with your dink," he ordered. "Not until we tell you to, at least!"

Tommy stood lamely in the corner. He'd never realized how boring it was to stand in the corner until today, when it seemed like he'd been in the corner half the day already. There was nothing to do when standing in the corner, except to focus on how much his butt hurt from being spanked bare butt by his sister, how much his balls throbbed, and what his pervert of a cousin and his two henchmen were dreaming up to do to him next. His butt tingled all over from what Beth had called "a little warm-up spanking" and from the subsequent spanking Dakota had given him. His balls throbbed painfully from the two flicks Chad have given him. God, that hurt! He hadn't realized how much ball flicking must have hurt Chad when he'd done it! And they had just begun torturing him. He could think of too many things they might do next, all of them bad. He ached to cup his balls and comfort them, but knew Gabriel or Chad would notice and the last thing he wanted was to be noticed -- the risk was too high. They were being so mean to him! It was just a little mistake! But his cousin Gabriel acted like he'd committed murder or something. And Chad had to still be resentful for all the things he'd made his brother do a few weeks back, so of course he welcomed the chance to turn the tables. And Jesse …

Tommy felt a confused wave of emotion sweep over him when he thought of Jesse. It was all his fault after all – him and his stupid backrub and taking advantage of Tommy's sleepiness to rub his butt. Making him feel good against his will. Offering to suck Tommy's dick and to take it up his butt! What if he'd succumbed to the temptation of the moment and not stopped Jesse – had just let him go ahead?

Images of Jesse's head at his crotch, grinning up at Tommy as he licked Tommy's hard penis and then enveloped it in his mouth as he sucked and tongued it, wanting Tommy to feel good, not just wanting to get it over with as Chad had every time he'd been forced to service Tommy. Jesse smiling after swallowing Tommy's cum and looking up at him adoringly, the way he did when Tommy did or said something he thought was clever. Jesse lying face down on the bed, grinning over his shoulder as he spread his chubby little butt apart, welcoming Tommy to climb on him and take his pleasure. Probing the entrance to Jesse's butt with the tip of his rock hard penis, marveling at the spotless cleanliness of his friend, the sweet shampoo smell of his hair, the soft, almost girlish skin. Or Jesse on his back, his legs held up by his head and his butt at the edge of the bed, his butt hole wide open for Tommy to take standing up, while he played with Jesse's rock hard penis with the cute curve making the tip brush his stomach. He could see himself thrusting, thrusting, probing inside his friend while stroking the rubbery softness of his dick so that Jesse enjoyed it as much as himself, the two of the cumming together…

Tommy shook himself to clear his head. He was suddenly away of his own penis, rock hard and throbbing, bobbing in the air at an upward angle, the head straining with each heartbeat despite the throbbing discomfort of his abused balls and his still tingling butt. Why did he think about such things? He should be thinking about girls – girls with big boobs! Girls and their enticing genitals, the warm, wet furrow between Chandra's legs, the pink tunnel waiting for his hard boner. He tried to picture Serena from down the block on her knees in front of him, smiling at his erection, reaching out to flick her tongue on it, taking it into her mouth, glancing up as she sucked to make eye contact, her blue eyes sparkling, knowing the pleasure she was giving him, her straight brown hair cut short and parted on the left…

Tommy shuddered. Serena didn't have straight brown hair cut short and blue eyes! She had kinky dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. It was Jesse he was picturing again! What was wrong with him! I don't like sex with boys, he told himself. I like sex with girls. But his penis kept throbbing, pointing skyward, giving the lie to his objections. He kept thinking of Jesse's little hard penis, Jesse's plump little butt, Jesse's smiling face.

Tommy's feet were aching by the time the other boys finished their last hand, set the cards down, and called to him to come out of the corner, his thoughts roiling, his penis still sticking out like a pole from his crotch. Gabriel immediately addressed him. "Your butt isn't red enough, you big meanie! I wanna give you a spankin' right now! I wanna make you cry in front of your brother and your best friend!"

"He's not my friend," Tommy said hotly. Jesse stared at him, stonily.

"I don't care who he is, as long as you have to cry in front of him," Gabriel said. "I want you to cry a lot! You made me cry!" He looked at Tommy more closely. "Hey," he said, looking at Chad. "How come he's still got a boner? Does he have to pee? 'Cause if he has to pee, I don't want him peeing on me."

"He doesn't have to pee, he just went awhile ago," Chad said. "He probably just gets off on being spanked."

Tommy flushed, but was secretly grateful that Chad hadn't happened upon the real reason his penis was throbbing with desire. All he could think of now was that image of Jesse's head bobbing at his crotch.

"Should we bend him over the bed, or make him go over our laps?" Gabriel asked the other two boys. Chad leaned over and whispered into Gabriel's ear. "How?" he asked Chad. Chad whispered some more. "Oh," Gabriel said. "I like that!" He got up and walked over to Tommy. "You're gonna get spanked standing up this time, so everyone can see your face as your gettin' spanked, and watch you cry! And Chad says I gotta hold you by your dork so you hold still, and you gotta hold onto my arm so you don't try to protect your butt."

"And you have to look the other two boys right in the face when one of us is spanking you," Chad said. "Or you get whacks from the paddle to remind you. We'll each give you 25 at a time, since Beth said we can't give you more than that at once. And we'll keep taking turns until we think you've cried enough."

"And when your butt is red enough!" Gabriel added. Tommy had a quick flash of Jesse taking his penis and squeezing it, looking up at him eagerly. His penis jumped and begged him for contact and release.

Gabriel positioned himself by Tommy's side and wrapped his small left hand around Tommy's hard penis just behind the head, squeezing firmly. He put his small right hand on Tommy's butt, his body snuggled close to Tommy so he could reach the far side. "Now put your hands on my arm," he commanded. Tommy, without other choices, complied, gripping Gabriel's thin left arm behind his hand. Without delay Gabriel began smacking Tommy's butt about once a second, the dry slaps of bare hand on soft bare skin echoing in the room. "Look at us!" Chad commanded, noting that Tommy was looking at the floor. Tommy felt ridiculous looking at his brother. Chad was sitting right next to Jesse, so he was forced to look at Jesse's stony expression as well. Both stared right at his face, watching every movement. Gabriel's blows weren't all that hard, but they created a gradually building tingle on his already sensitive bottom, a tingle that was slowly becoming an uncomfortable sting as his unprotected skin was slapped over and over. Worse, Gabriel's movements were yanking on his erect penis, making it harder and making his sexual desire greater.

He made it through Gabriel's 25 slaps without changing expression, then Chad sauntered over as Gabriel plopped onto the bed by Jesse, and sat grinning happily at Tommy. "Awww, you're not crying yet," he said cheerfully. "Come on Chad, make him cry! I wanna see it!"

Tommy's brother took his hard penis by the base and squeezed harder than Gabriel had. He lined his hand up on Tommy's butt in the lower center. Chad knew all to well from his own experience that this was his least favorite spot to be spanked on. It was right where he sat down, for starters, so that every experience sitting reminded him he'd been spanked for hours or days afterward. Also, its nearness to his anus made it more sensitive somehow, more aware of his nakeness and shame and vulnerability. Tommy's penis swelled involuntarily in Chad's grip, the head expanding visibly. "Oh, you like that, huh?" Chad said. "Let's see how you like this!"

He began spanking Tommy much harder than Gabriel had, striking the lower center of his brother's muscular butt over and over in the same spot. Pain built quickly, the center where Tommy's buns joined becoming uncomfortable, then beginning to sting. The sting built up quickly and unbearably, forcing Tommy to bite his lip, his eyes watering and registering his distress. Gabriel and Jesse were watching him closely. "What's the matter, Tommy?" Gabriel said in a sing-song tone. "Is your spanking starting to hurt? Do you feel like crying?"

Tommy tried to look back at him stonily, but flickers of expression crossed his face each time one of Chad's spanks landed. Finally he couldn't stay quiet any more. "Come on, Chad, spread it around!" he said, an edge of panic in his voice. "Don't just keep hitting the one spot!'

Chad paused his spanking a moment. "I seem to recall making the same request of you sometime back. I'll tell you what - - I'll give it the same consideration you gave my request." He lifted his hand higher than before and gave Tommy a mighty smack in the center of his butt in the exact same spot that all his other spanks had landed.

"Unh" Tommy grunted, biting his lip again. Chad's remaining 6 spanks managed to produce similar grunts, as Tommy fought to keep from crying out. These were hurting al the way into his crack! The bottom center of his butt felt like a flame was playing on it. Yet his penis remained rock hard, the flame in his butt making it, if anything, harder. Reluctantly, Chad released him. "I guess it's your turn, Jesse," he said. "He's almost ready to cry – you can be the one to put him over."

Jesse stood, then looked at Tommy appraisingly. Did he really want to make Tommy cry? But the consequence was Beth reporting who knows what to his own mother. He didn't want his mother to know the dirty little thoughts that he'd been hiding from her for the last year or so—he surely didn't! But he wasn't sure he liked the idea of hurting Tommy, either, even though Tommy's rejection and scorn had hurt him deeply. While he was considering, Tommy spoke up.

"Come on," he said harshly, the pain in his bottom making his voice mildly on the edge of hysteria. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? To touch my butt and my dick? So don't pretend you aren't just a little prancing pansy!"

Jesse stalked over, his face darkening again, gripping Tommy's penis just behind the head and giving it a yank that made Tommy gasp and grasp Jesse's hand with both of his to try to stop the assault. "That's what you think, isn't it?" he said bitterly. "You hurt me all the time, so you think that's what I want to do to you!" He eyed Tommy's butt from the side..

"I don't hurt you," Tommy said self-righteously.

"Oh, no, you don't hurt me! You're Tommy the innocent! You just hold me down and tickle me until I wet the front of my pants, and then you make fun of the wet spot! You smack me on the back so hard and lose my balance, and then ask me if I had a nice trip! You yank my arms behind me when we're wrestling, and then tell me not to be a crybaby! You poke me in the nuts and then say you're just playing, and that they're so small it couldn't possibly hurt me. You make fun of me and call me a pansy when you know you have the same feelings I do! I used to be afraid of Chad because he was your big brother, but he's been 10 times nicer to me lately than you have, and 10 times more understanding! Maybe I'm not your friend any more, but don't try to act like I'm the one who hurts people and enjoys it!" Jesse stormed, yanking Tommy's penis with each point for emphasis while his hand remained on Tommy's bottom over the glowing hot center.

Tommy was surprised by the virulence of this assault. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Was that really how Jesse saw him? Did he really think Tommy enjoyed hurting him? He'd just been playing, that's all. Jesse always was oversensitive, getting all hurt and touchy and quiet for no particular reason. "Jesse…." He ventured.

"Shut up! Shut up, Shut up, Shut up!" Jesse screamed. He punctuated each "Shut up" with a mighty tug on Tommy's penis and a blistering smack on Tommy's posterior. The spanks were as hard as Chad's, and with Jesse's smaller hand stung even more than Chad's. Jesse continued pummeling Tommy's butt and screaming at him, not aiming his blows, just smacking whatever part of Tommy's butt he happened to hit. "I am. Sick. Of.. You. Tommy. Henson!" he stormed, landing a blistering spank in each pause.. The crack of bare hand on bare skin echoed through the room. The force of his blows was seriously hurting Jesse's hand, but he kept on, heedlessly. Little red Jesse handprints were appearing on the previously only mildly pink upper part of Tommy's bottom. He continued his tirade as he spanked his best friend. "I. Am. Sick. Of. Your. Whining! I. Am. Sick. Of. Your. Blaming. Me. For. Everything! I. Hate. You!"

He paused, panting, to glare at Tommy. Tears were gathering in Tommy's eyes and threatening to roll down his cheeks. It wasn't just that his butt burned unbearably, where he could feel each one of Jesse's smacks like individual little knots of searing pain. It was Jesse's words as well. He'd always taken Jesse's adoration and acquiescence for granted. This was a new Jesse – a resentful, angry Jesse—a Jesse who resented him, honestly wanted to hurt him. Suddenly, he longed for the old Jesse, the smiling, cheerful, funny Jesse. The "I'd do anything for you" Jesse. Tommy felt a powerful sense of loss. He whimpered, trying to swallow the huge lump in his throat.

"You have to stop now, Jesse," Chad said firmly, getting off the bed and taking Jesse's spanking hand in both of his, stopping his next stroke. "You're over 25 spanks already, I think. It's Gabriel's turn again."

"Let go!" Jesse snarled at Chad, trying to yank his arm free to strike Tommy some more, to make up for all his past disappointments.. "Let GO! I want to get him!"

"No," Chad said. "Look at yourself. Look at Tommy. This isn't what you want." He looked at Jesse pleadingly.

Jesse looked at his right hand like it was a foreign thing, noticing for the first time that it was bright red and throbbing painfully. All the sudden, the anger that had been animating Jesse drained out of him. He stopped struggling with Chad and let go of Tommy's penis like it was a hot iron he'd picked up. Blinking, he staggered to Chad's bed, where he curled up in a ball on his side with Chad's pillow pressed to his face, every muscle in his body tensed.

"What's with him?" Gabriel asked innocently.

"Leave him alone," Chad said. "You have other things to do."

"Yeah, Tommy-boy's butt's cooling down," Gabriel said, "and he's not crying yet. I'm gonna give him another 25."

Gripping Tommy's still jutting penis with gusto, Gabriel began spanking the base of Tommy's butt again. "I'm hitting him right where he sits," he said between spanks, panting slightly from the effort. Stinging pain began building up right between Tommy's buns again, as Gabriel landed blow after blow on the same spot. Tommy bit his lip and made a little mewling whimper as one particularly hard blow caught his right cheek more than the left. To Gabriel's disappointment, though, Tommy, thought watery eyed, still wasn't crying at the end of his assault. Jesse was still curled into a stiff ball on Chad's bed, his face hidden in Chad's pillow. Chad, now seated beside him on the bed, was rubbing Jesse's back, trying to comfort him, unable to think of what to do or say.

"He's not crying yet," Gabriel said in frustration. "I want him to cry!"

Resolve coalesced in Chad. "So do I," he said out loud, looking at Jesse and realizing that it was true. "I'll handle it." He marched to his brother and seized his penis just behind the head. He gave it a vicious yank. Tommy let a low moan escape from his tightly clenched lips. "You don't deserve a friend like Jesse," he said pointedly to his brother. "I don't care if he'd gay, straight, or both. I don't care if he's got a tail and feathers. You still don't deserve him. I can't stand it the way you abuse him, and take advantage of his good nature, and I sure as heck can't stand it when you hurt him like you did last night and you're doing now." He gave Tommy's penis another vicious yank. To Tommy, if felt like it was being pulled out by the roots. He clapped both hands on either side of the base of his organ. "Owww! Stop it, Chad!" he begged. "You're going to rip it out!"

In answer, Chad gave Tommy's penis another yank. Tommy hunched over his crotch, trying to protect his tortured phallus, which was still rock hard despite the abuse Chad was giving it. Chad took the opportunity to land two vicious spanks on Tommy's now protruding butt, one in the center of the left cheek, one in the center of the right.

"I've NEVER hated you so MUCH in all my LIFE!" Chad growled, punctuating each stressed word with a vicious slap of his brother's bare butt cheeks coupled with a vicious yank on his penis. "You're the most SELFISH, DISGUSTING, MEAN person in the WORLD! And it's ONE thing to be mean to ME. MAYBE I've been MEAN to YOU and DESERVE it! But being MEAN to JESSE I can't STAND! All he DID was make you an OFFER to make you FEEL good! You could JUST have said NO! And YOU hurt him because YOU want him to DO it!"

Tommy remained still hunched over, trying to protect his genitals. Shooting pains were coming out of the base of his penis each time Chad pulled it. His butt had become a mass of pain, too, as Chad's hard spanks rained down with all the force he could muster. And Chad's words stung as much as his spanking did – Tommy was overcome with guilt. Chad was right. Jesse really hadn't done anything that bad, had he? Yet he'd wanted not just to hurt, but to humiliate Jesse – to dominate him, to make him acknowledge that Tommy was the one in control, Tommy was the one who called the shots and determined the course of their relationship. The combination of guilt, penis pain, and searing butt pain was too much. Tommy burst into tears. Not quiet, sobbing tears of the kind he'd produced when Beth had spanked him. Tommy fell into full fledged, mouth open bawling, taking in great gulps of air between his wails, snot bubbling out of his nose and streaming down his upper lip. Chad stopped his verbal and physical assault.

"Now that's more like it!" Gabriel said with glee, watching Tommy squall. Behind them, unnoticed, Jesse uncurled and popped his head out of the pillow, his face red and puffy from crying. He looked at Tommy with distress in his eyes. "Stop it!" he yelled at Chad. "Stop it! STOP IT!"

"I've already stopped," Chad snapped back. "He's just getting what he deserves."

"I don't want that," Jesse said. "I don't want to hurt him – I just want him to listen when I say I'm sorry, and maybe say he's sorry toooooooo!" This lost comment trailed off into a moan, and Jesse buried his head in his pillow again. Tommy stood half hunched over his crotch, one hand reaching back to tentatively touch his throbbing bottom and tears still pouring out of his eyes as he continued bawling.

"Serves him right," Gabriel said loudly, to be heard over Tommy's bawling. "Have you both forgotten that he hurt me bad? And I certainly didn't deserve it!"

"Well, we can't spank him any more right now, look at his butt," Chad snapped back. Tommy's bottom was a combination of pink and blotch red spots, including residual Jesse prints as well as larger handprints from Chad. "Beth will kill us if he's not in good enough shape for you to paddle after lunch. Let's send him into the corner until he stops crying, and go to the kitchen and get some sodas or something. We can talk about what we want to do with the time we have left." He put an arm on his brother's butt and shoulder and guided him into the corner, admonishing him not to move until they returned.

"And you'd better stop that stupid crying by then," Gabriel added. "Or we'll each squeeze your balls!"

Chad nudged Jesse, who got up wiping his eyes and sniffing, and the three boys exited the room, leaving Tommy alone in his misery.

In the kitchen, Chad took charge as the three boys gathered around the table with sodas in hand. The air was filled with the smell of cinnamon rolls baking in the oven, testifying to what Beth and Karen had been up to during that time. "We can't beat Tommy's butt any more if he's getting spanked right after lunch," he said to the other two. "And we can't go on hitting him in the balls, either> Heck, if we do I might never be an uncle. We need to think of something humiliating for him to do instead."

Jesse had gotten control of himself by that point. He looked at Chad seriously from over his soda can. "Count me out," he said. "I'm going home when I finish this. Do you think Tommy will ever be my friend again?"

"Who cares?" Beth said. All three boys jumped at the sound, not having heard her come in. "The important thing is that you are going to stay, and you are going to keep helping Gabriel punish Tommy, friend or not."

"No I'm not, and you can't make me," Jesse said, setting down his soda can. He got up from the chair and headed to the hall.

"You guys stay here," Beth ordered. "I need to talk to him in private," Beth snapped. She hurried out the door.

In the hall, she grabbed Jesse by the arm. "Have you forgotten our deal? You help punish Tommy, and I don't show your mother the naked pictures I made you pose for and I don't tell her what a pervert you are. Do you want your mother to know what you wanted to do with your best friend?"

Jesse looked at her, not frightened like she thought he'd be by her threat, but like someone whose mind was made up. "I've been thinking about that," he said, shaking her hand loose. "If you tell my mom, she might not let me see Tommy again even if he's my friend. But If I keep punishing Tommy, he'll never be my friend ever again, anyway. I think I'll take my chances with my Mom."

"You'd better do as I say," Beth said. "I could get on the phone to your mother right now and tell her other stuff. I could tell her that you hid in my closet and were rubbing your little dick while watching me undress, and that I caught you and took the pictures then. What do you think she'd say about that?"

"I don't care," Jesse said. "I'm not going to hurt Tommy any more. Even if he hates me, he's still my friend. In fact, maybe I'll tell her about Tommy and about what you did myself. Maybe you're the one who should be worried." He yanked himself free of Beth completely and dashed out the door, leaving it open behind him and tearing up the street like he thought Beth was right at his heels. Sighing, Beth gave up and shut the door, walking back to the kitchen.

"I guess it's up to you two," she said. "Jesse has left the building."