BOTH MY BOYS KNOW THAT WHEN THEY GET A WHIPPIN’ THEY NEED A SPANKIN’ TOWEL. THEY’RE BIG ENOUGH NOW THAT THE STIMULATION OF THE PUNISHMENT SOMETIMES CAUSES THEM TO DRIBBLE AND DRIP DOWN THERE. TONY ESPECIALLY. I DON’T WANT MY WORK SLACKS STAINED, AND BESIDES, THEY CAN USED THE TOWEL TO WIPE THEIR TEARS AWAY LATER. I COULD TELL TAD, MY OTHER SON, WAS NERVOUS TOO, AS HE KEPT SNEAKING LOOKS AT HIS BIG BROTHER SPRAWLED ACROSS MY LAP WITH HIS LITTLE BIKINI UNDERWEAR PULLED DOWN OVER HIS BIG THIGHS WHILE HE SQUIRMED AND CRIED, TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM THE HAIRBRUSH. TAD PLAYS WITH HIS PENIS WHEN HE GETS NERVOUS.

WHILE I WAILED ON TONY’S MUSCULAR ASS, I COULD HEAR TAD IN THE NEXT ROOM, SNIVELING AND JERKING HIS LITTLE PUD IN FEAR. AS BIG AND BRASH AS TONY HAS BECOME IN THE LAST FEW YEARS, TAD HAS GOTTEN ALMOST TOO PRETTY AND TO BE KIND OF A MOMMA’S BOY. I MADE HIM STAND AND WATCH HIS BIG BROTHER, WITH HIS BIKINI BRIEFS PULLED DOWN WELL OVER HIS REDDENED BUTT CHEEKS AND WITNESS TONY BEING TAKEN DOWN A PEG OR TWO. TONY SOMETIMES BULLIES LITTLE TAD. THAT’S NATURAL, I GUESS. I CERTAINLY DON’T WANT TO MICRO-MANAGE THEIR RELATIONSHIP. SOMETIMES I’LL INTERVENE WHEN I THINK THEIR HORSEPLAY GETS OUT OF HAND. I PEEKED IN THE OTHER NIGHT WHEN IT SOUNDED LIKE THE GUYS WERE HAVING A WRESTLING MATCH UP STAIRS. I COULD SEE TONY STRADDLING LITTLE TAD AND HOLDING HIS HANDS ABOVE HIS HEAD WITH JUST ONE OF HIS BIG MITTS. TAD WAS JUST IN HIS JOCKEY SHORTS, AND TONY IN A PAIR OF HIS RED BIKINI BRIEFS. (TONY IS SORT OF AN EXHIBITIONIST AT THIS STAGE. I DON’T WANT HIM TO FEEL SHAME, SO WHEN HE STRUTS AROUND THE HOUSE IN JUST HIS BIKINI UNDERWEAR, TAD AND I BOTH TELL HIM HOW BIG AND HANDSOME HE LOOKS, AND IT’S SO CUTE TO SEE HIM GET ALL PUFFED UP AND POSE FOR US.) LATER THE NEXT MORNING, I COULD SEE THAT TAD HAD CRAWLED INTO TONY’S BUNK WITH HIM, SO THE BOYS MUST HAVE WORKED OUT WHATEVER THEY WERE FIGHTING OVER. BUT NOW TAD WAS SO NERVOUS HE WAS SIMPLY STROKING HIS GROWING COCK RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME AND IN TONY’S FACE.

SO NOW IT WAS TAD’S TURN. I HAD TO TAKE OFF MY SHIRT AT THIS POINT AS I WAS GETTING PRETTY HOT. TAD FORGOT TO BRING HIS OWN SPANKIN’ TOWEL, SO HE HAD TO PUT HIMSELF RIGHT INTO THE POOL OF STUFF THAT TONY HAD LEFT THERE. HE WAS WIGGLING AND WHIMPERING AND SHAKING BY NOW. TONY SORT OF SMIRKED. I THINK HE ENJOYED SEEING HIS LITTLE BROTHER GET WORKED OVER BY HIS OLD MAN. TONY HAD LEFT HIS PANTS AROUND HIS ANKLES AND HIS BIKINI BRIEFS DOWN AS WELL. HIS COCK WAS STILL VERY STIMULATED AND HE WAS TRYING TO FINISH HIMSELF OFF AS HE WATCHED ME PULL TAD’S JOCKEY SHORTS DOWN. LORD KNOWS, ALL I WANT IS FOR THESE BOYS TO GET GOOD GRADES.

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