I told my brother that if he needed to he could stay at my place...."again" until he and his wife work things out. There relationship was pretty volatile from the beginning and they were always having problems but underneath it all I think they really loved each other. He doesn't like to hear it but his drinking was the cause of most of there problems. When I got home tonight I saw his car parked half on the lawn and half in the driveway. I thought to myself that he must have been driving drunk! Surely he couldn't be that stupid after getting arrested a few years earlier for the same thing. I entered the house and headed for the spare room I kept...mostly for him and there were clothes along the entire way! I pushed open the door and couldn't believe what I saw. He was face down on the bed, butt naked with a glass of wine in one hand and a empty bottle of my best wine in the other! God dammit I said out loud as I screamed his name. Allen! I screamed but he didn't even budge....I watched him for a few seconds and removed the glass from his hand and took the bottle to the kitchen and then returned to his room and tried to wake him again. I yelled and shook him again but at least I got a groan this time but he still just laid there. I was pretty mad by this point and I was ready to throw his naked behind out in the cold and than it came to me....he needed his ass whupped and that was exactly what I was gonna do! I went to my room and got my thick black belt and returned to his room.
I pulled the covers the rest of the way down and tore into his big butt! I must have given him six or seven good hard licks before he even started to move. His ass was starting to show some good stripes and welts on it! He finally turned and looked up at me and said...hey Jessie what the hell man? I think the pain from my belt was slowly starting to sink in the more conscious he got. Ow damn...Whap, Whap! Fuck Jessie! He was so messed up that he couldn't even stop my from whipping his sorry butt. Thwack, Thwack, Thwack! I pushed him back down and held his arm behind him and just kept wailing on his ass...Whap, Whap, Thwack! I don't know how much of it he was feeling but I saw tears in his eyes now so I gave him ten more then just left him there drunk and crying. Me and my brother are about the same size and we were always pretty evenly matched but he was so drunk he couldn't of stopped me if I tried. I was wondering what was gonna happen in the morning though.
I was up pretty early and cooked some breakfast when I heard him walking around. Well.....here we go I told myself! He walked or should I say limped out of the guestroom and into the kitchen in just his briefs. He had his hand down in his underwear rubbing his ass like it was on fire....and I know it probably felt like it. He stopped and looked at me. Yo man.....did you whip my ass last night? He had the strangest look like there was no way that happened and did I dream it? I just simply answered....Yes.
He just stood there and looked at me for a minute and said....what the fuck for? He was busy rubbing his ass and listened to the list of things he did wrong last night and I finished with "If you have a problem with it you can leave." He didn't say anything for awhile and asked me if I had any Tylenol? I jokingly said, for your hangover of for your ass? He said for both. I was a little shocked on how well he was taking it and then he told me he was sorry. Glad to hear it bro now unless you want more of the same go get your car off my lawn! He looked and said aiight man.....your whuppin was worst than the ones dad used to give us!
He moved back into his own house after a few days and he thanked me again before he left but didn't say exactly what he was thanking me for but I knew. He and his wife seem to be getting along alot better now....I guess I should of beat his ass along time ago.
That's at least 4 good whuppins he has coming and I'm sure I will think of a few more before he wakes up!
The next morning I woke up about 7:oo and headed down stairs picking up the things he knocked over as I went. I saw one of my favorite picture frames in pieces on the floor that had a picture of me and his mother before she passed and I was fuming! I went up stairs and entered his room....which was a mess as usual and there he was butt naked passed out on the bed....I'm not even sure how he got himself undressed. I decided I would take his belt out of his pants and sit in the chair near his bed so the first thing he sees when he wakes up will be me holding a belt that I was gonna whup him with! As I watched him sleeping I remembered how many times I whupped that brown butt and how many times he promised to be good! I smiled to myself and said....he will never forget the whuppin I'm gonna give him today!
