It was Saturday morning and Max was excited because he could spend the whole day playing video games and relaxing while wearing his PJs. He heard Brandon call him and Stephen for breakfast, so he got up and went to the kitchen, where Brandom was cooking bacon and eggs with sausage and orange juice. Maz sat down next to Stephen, who was playing with a laser pointer his friend gave him at school the day prior. Stephen kept flashing the laser in Max’s face, which he tried to ignore at first, but eventually, he snapped. He slammed his paws into the table and yelled, “STOP THAT OR I WILL-” “Max, stop shouting. Use your inside voice. Stephen, stop pointing that in your brother’s eyes or I’ll take it away.” Brandon said with a calm but strict tone. Max sat down and Stephen put the laser pointer in his pocket. They all ate their breakfast and Max asked if he could play on his Xbox, to which Brandon said, “Well, you finished your food, so go ahead. Stephen, you can join him when you’re finished.” Max wasn't happy to hear that. He always hated having to play with Stephen but figured he had just enough time to enjoy himself before Stephen came to ruin it. He set everything up and decided to play the new racing game Brandon had bought for him since he was doing well in school. He put the disc in and got ready to play it. He got to play for a few minutes before Stephen came in and sat down to watch. Max didn’t even notice at first, but so he was startled by Stephen cheering for Max to get first place in a race. “Geez, you scared me. Where did you come from?” Max asked. “From the kitchen. But I really come from… Well, I dunno. Mom and Dad don’t want to tell me where babies come from.” Stephen replied. Max just rolled his eyes. “Whatever.” He said, throwing a controller at Stephen, which hit him in the face. “Here, I know you’re gonna ask to play sooner or later so I might as well give you the stupid controller.” He snapped. Stephen was excited and picked up the controller. “Yay! Thank you, big bro.” Stephen said, cheerfully. Max just ignored him. Max and Stephen were racing against each other and Max, who had a bit more experience from the time he spent playing the game on his own, was winning, which Stephen didn’t like. Stephen grabbed the laser pointer and flashed it into Max’s eyes. “Hey, quit it. That’s cheating.” Max growled. “Nuh-uh. You’re just jealous that I have a laser pointer and you don’t.” Stephen argued. “That doesn’t make any sense. Get that out of my face.” Max snapped “What are you gonna do if I don’t?” Stephen said, tauntingly. Max growled, knowing he couldn’t do anything. “That’s what I thought. I’m the boss, Max.” Stephen said, tauntingly. Those words circled in Max’s brain for a while, poking at him. His blood boiled so much, he felt overheated. Stephen always got away with everything because Brandon and Maria always babied him. Max had finally had enough to do something about it. Without even bothering to pause his game, Max slapped the laser pointer out of Stephen’s paw, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him over his lap. “Hey, what do you think you-” “SHUT UP!!! I’M TIRED OF YOU BEING SUCH A BRAT AND GETTING AWAY WITH IT!!!” Max yelled. “IF MOM AND DAD WON’T PUNISH YOU, I WILL!!!” Max raised his paw and starts slapping Stephen’s butt. *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* Stephen tried to squirm away and escape but when that didn’t work, he resorted to the only method he knew. “MOM!!! DAD!!! MAX IS SPANKING ME!!! HELP!!!” He yelled. Max panicked. He was so angry at Stephen for treating him so poorly that he didn’t think this whole thing through. Soon, Maria came in and saw Max with Stephen over his lap. “Mommy, help. Do something, please.” Stephen said. “Max, what on Earth are you doing?” Maria asked, crossing her arms. “Mom, I can explain. We were playing the new racing game Dad got for me, and he was cheating by pointing that laser thing in my eyes just like he was doing during breakfast. He was even bragging about how he always got away with everything just by tattling on me.” Max said, his eyes welling up with tears as he tried to explain what happened. “Stephen, is that true?” Maria asked. “No, it's not. He’s just lying to get me in trouble.” Stephen said. Maria thought for a second. Max was overwhelmed by a feeling of defeat. Stephen had won again. Max knew his fun was over. But it wasn’t. He stood up and prepared to drop his pants. “Hold on, Max.” Maria said. She sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to where she was sitting. “Here, have a seat, Max.” She said. Max was confused but sat down. “Am I in trouble, Mom?” He asked. “No, but your brother is.” She said. “What? Why?” Stephen said. “Because you were pointing that laser thing in Max’s eyes after he told you multiple times to stop. And not only did HE ask you to stop, but your father and I did as well. Not only that, but I saw the whole thing from the hallway, so I know you were lying about your innocence. And under no circumstances do you ever speak to your brother like that,” Maria said. Max was very pleased with this because, for once, Stephen was the one in trouble instead of him. “Stephen, drop your pants. You’re getting a spanking.” Maria said. “But I already did. Max spanked me.” Stephen protested. “Yes, but Max didn’t have permission to do that. Now, for acting like that toward your brother and then lying about it, you’re getting a real spanking. Drop your pants and your underwear, mister.” Maria said in a tone that suggested she was done with Stephen’s antics. Stephen reluctantly dropped his pants and his blue underwear with fire hydrants on it. Stephen walked over to Maria. “Oh, I’m not the one who’s going to spank you. Max is.” Maria said. “What!?!” Max and Stephen said simultaneously. “You heard me. I think Max should be the one to punish you. So, you’ll be laying on HIS lap instead of mine.” Maria said. “But… But…” Stephen said. “But nothing. Now get yours over Max’s lap, now.” Maria scolded. Max was excited. This day was getting better and better. Stephen reluctantly bent over Max’s lap. “Please don’t be too hard on me, big brother.” Stephen pleaded. “That’s up to Max. Go ahead.” Maria said. Max took a good look at Stephen’s bare butt, which already had a few faint paw prints, and realized he was getting to spank Stephen. He never even knew it was one of his biggest dreams until it was happening. Max raised his paw and started slapping Stephen’s bare butt. *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* Stephen cried and begged for Max to stop. “Please stop. It hurts. I’m sorry, Max.” He pleaded. But Max was enjoying it too much to stop. *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* “Okay, Max, I think that’s enough.” Maria said. “Aww, but Mom…” Max whined. “Max, I said that’s enough. Stephen, come here,” Maria snapped. Stephen got up and waddled over to Maria, who turned him around and slapped his butt a few times as he cried out. “Alright, now take your butt to the corner, bud.” She said. Stephen waddled to the corner, still sobbing. Maria grabbed the laser pointer off the floor and put it in her pocket. “Max, you can play your game. And can you keep an eye on Stephen and tell me if he starts rubbing his backside or if he removes his nose from the corner?” Maria said. Max nodded. He sat down and continued his game, while Stephen cried in the corner. Max actually felt good. He was getting to play video games on his own while listening to his annoying brother crying. But as he continued playing, he felt uncomfortable. Listening to Stephen crying actually upset him more than it did making him happy. He looked over and made eye contact with Stephen, who quickie put his nose back in the corner. Max considered telling Maria but didn’t feel it was right. Instead, he went over and hugged Stephen. “Hey, I’m sorry for spanking you. Are you okay?” He asked. Stephen just whimpered and shook his head. Max grabbed Stephen’s shoulder and turned him around and hugged him. “Shh… just let it all out.” He whispered in Stephen’s ear. Max starts rubbing Stephen's sore, red butt as well. He did his best to comfort him until he heard footsteps. Stephen quickly put his nose back in the corner and Max jumped over the couch and sat in front of the TV. “Max, I thought you wanted to play your new game.” Maria said. “Yeah, I’m just letting my finger rest.” He said, thinking fast. “Okay then. How was Stephen?” She asked. “Stephen? He did great. He kept his paws away from his butt and his nose in the corner.” Max said. “Really? Alright then. Stephen, you can go. Go ahead and pull your pants up.” She said. Stephen had trouble pulling his underwear up, which hurt because of how sore and tender his butt was. Max jumped up and ran over to help. “Here, let me help.” He said, grabbing the sides of Stephen’s underwear. “Ready?” He asked. Stephen took a deep breath and nodded. Max quickly pulled them up, causing Stephen to bark in pain. “Ahh… ahh… ow, ow, ow.” He whimpered. Max quickly hugged his little bro and comforted him. Maria was confused but was glad they were getting along. “I’ll leave you alone. You’re a good brother, Max.” She said, turning to leave. “Yeah, right. That’s a lie.” Max whispered. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to pull your pants up,” He said. Stephen starts breathing heavily. “It hurts, Max. Why did you spank me so hard?” Stephen whimpered. “Because I was angry and I just wanted payback for everything, but I feel so bad about it. I’m sorry.” Max said, pulling Stephen’s pants up. Max stood up and hugged Stephen tightly. “Max? Are you… crying?” Stephen asked. “Y-yeah. I’m so sorry, Stephen.” Max cried. “It’s okay. I forgive you.” Stephen said. Soon, the brother forgave each other and went back to playing the game, except this time, Stephen didn't cheat and Max was happy to play with him. Soon, night came and Brandon told them it was time for baths and to get ready for bed. The boys nodded and headed up to get ready for bed. That night, Stephen woke up in the middle of the night. “MOM!!! DAD!!!” He yelled. He had wet the bed again. Brandon and Maria were very disappointed. Brandon went into Max’s room, ready to confront his son, but instead found him asleep. He went in and looked under the bed. “Hmm… Okay then.” He said. He went over and kissed Max’s cheek. “Goodnight, buddy. I love you.” He said, before leaving. As soon as he closed the door, Max sat up and listened to the sweet sound of Stephen getting into trouble again. Max was still happy about it. He fell asleep with a smirk on his face. That night, he remembered to empty the bowl and put it up.
