Adam and Brian

Sonny and Eric

Brothers.

Warning: Spanking and mention of child abuse.

Thank you to Claw for looking this over once again. All mistakes are mine. Comments and questions welcomed once again.

Brothers.

"Where's that toe rag partner of yours?"

Adam was surprised when he opened the door to an Eric
on a rampage. Adam stood firm. A mad Eric was not
something he was willing to let Brian face.

"Why, what's he done?" Adam's voice was wary. There
had been a few problems recently between Eric and
Brian, mainly generated by the way Brian and Sonny
interacted together.

Eric and Sonny's relationship had moved ahead rapidly.
Eric had stayed with Adam and Brian a week while his
home was being re-decorated and Sonny had spent almost
every night of that week with him. When he moved back
he invited Sonny to move in with him. Two weeks later
Adam and Brian helped Sonny move into Eric's house.

"How dare he say to Sonny that I will use a cane on
him," Eric spat out. "I now have a nervous wreck of a
Brat at home who has locked himself into the bathroom
and refuses to come out."

Adam's expression tightened. "Brian John McFadden get
your butt down here right now."

Brian jumped when he heard Adam. "Heck the full name
was not a good sign."

Brian slid to a halt in front of Adam "What do you
want, Adam Declan--" He paused.

"Don't you dare," Adam growled.

"--Marmaduke McLeod," Brian finished, his eyes
dancing.

"Marmaduke?" Eric said, laughing out loud "Why didn't
you tell me that when we were together?"

"Because I changed it by deed poll when I was 18,"
Adam growled.

"What did you want me for?" Brian asked and gulped
when both men turned to face him.

"Why don't you explain to me why you told Sonny I'd
cane him?" Eric asked. "As surprising as it may be to
you, at this stage we haven't introduced discipline
into our relationship."

Brian shrugged "He asked about it. I answered his
questions." His eyes danced. "Come, I was just pulling
his chain. We joke about all the time."

"This time it is no joke," Adam said sternly "Sonny
panicked and locked himself in the bathroom."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Brian pushed past Adam and
neatly sidestepped Eric and took off at a run. Eric's
house was less than a block away. Eric took off after
him and Adam, swearing under his breath, locked the
house and followed at a more sedate pace.

Brian burst into Eric and Sonny's house. He'd visited
it often enough that he knew where the bathroom was.
He tried to open it and found it locked. "Sonny, man,
you in there? Open the door, bro, we need to talk."

"Go away, Brian." The muffled voice was Sonny's. "I
don't want to talk with any one."

"Come on." Brian was a past master at wheedling. "It's
only you and me, not a Top in sight." He gestured to
Eric behind his back. Eric understood that sometimes
Brats needed to talk to Brats and backed out.

"Only you and me?" Sonny's voice said.

"Only you and me," Brian assured. He sighed in relief
as he heard the lock click and Sonny came out, his
face swollen with crying. "Where can you talk?" Brian
asked and Sonny led the way to the spare bedroom which
was nominally his although he'd never spent a night
there. He sat cross legged on the bed and grabbed a
soft toy which he hugged close to him.

Brian knew that soft toy, he had one a lot like it. When you moved around a lot you needed a security blanket and a soft toy was the easiest thing to carry. He would never tease Sonny about something so sensitive.

"That Donny?" Brian deliberately kept the conservation
light.

"Yeah, the only thing I kept through 10 different
foster homes," Sonny said. "Him and the scars."

Brian flinched. He'd seen the scars on Sonny's back.
It was something they'd never discussed and Brian had
never wanted to. They'd first met when they were both
seven and lasted in the same foster home for about six
months when Brian was removed after a fist fight
between the two. Then they'd met again at age 14 and
had been split up at 16 when a foster parent had
caught them together in Sonny's bed. Brian protested
in vain that he was soothing Sonny after a nightmare.

"I got the scars in my first foster home." Sonny
looked up at Brian, his green eyes shadowed. "I was
five and my foster father took a cane to me. I ended
up in hospital for about a week."

"Look man, I was only pulling your chain about Eric
and a cane," Brian admitted, blushing "There's no way
he would ever use one on you."

"But ....," Sonny was too wrung out to react to
Brian's admission. "I want a relationship like you and
Adam. I want Eric to claim me like Adam does you."

"Sonny." Brian was touched. "You need to talk to Eric.
I can promise when he arrived at our door he was
steaming mad asking what I had done to you. He was
definitely claiming you as his."

"He did?" Sonny looked at Brian. At Brian's nod he
brightened "Did Eric come back with you?" he asked. At
Brian's nod he took a deep breath and said, "You're
right, me and Eric need to talk."

Meanwhile in the living room Eric and Adam were
talking. "When did you put the lock back on the
bathroom?" Adam asked curiously. "After the time I
locked myself in there you took the lock off."

Eric sighed. "The new decorators," he explained. He
looked up as Sonny and Brian walked in.

"Brian and I need to go home and let you and Sonny
talk," Adam said, standing up. "Brian and I need to
have a talk ourselves when we get home." Brian winced
slightly. He and Adam had already had a talk about the
way he treated Sonny.

Eric and Sonny just looked at each other until they
heard the door close. Eric opened his arms and Sonny
ran into them. "Everything is going to be all right
baby," he murmured into Sonny's hair.

"I'm sorry. I was talking with Brian about his
relationship with Adam and he said that Adam had told
him you used a cane on him," Sonny admitted. "And that
really scared me."

Eric managed to throttle back his anger. "Baby," he
said, "It's no secret that Adam and I had a
relationship that involved discipline, but I never
used any more than a paddle. I would never use a cane.
Never." Sonny looked at Eric, whose blue eyes were
shining with sincerity. "Look, I want you. I'm not
going to pussyfoot around. I've had plenty of lovers
over the years, but I think you're the one for me."

Sonny's breath caught; this was not what he'd been
expecting. "But I'm a screw up. How can you love me?"
he wailed. "I'm not smart like you, the only thing I
can do is tinker with engines. That's why I dropped out of University I was failing everything.”

Eric had a sudden urge to swat Sonny, which he managed
to resist. "Sonny you are not stupid. I'm actually
sick and tired of hanging around people in the ivory
tower of the University. I've loved coming home to you
in the last month, you keep me grounded. As for your
tinkering with engines, I was talking with your boss
last week and he told me you had natural talent and he
wanted to offer you an apprenticeship."

"What about discipline?" Sonny asked tentatively.

"Well, I can't deny that I like having rules around
the house and certain expectations of your behaviour
and consequences if you fail to meet those
expectations," Eric said. "I would guess if you've
been talking to Brian about his and Adam's
relationship, you would be open to this sort of
relationship?"

"Yes," Sonny said, blushing. "I guess locking myself
in the bathroom was a no-no huh?"

Eric opened his mouth to say it didn't matter, when he
caught Sonny's green eyes. "Well I'm not happy," was
all he said. "I think you need to learn that when
you're troubled or panicking you can come to me. Maybe
a spanking would help you with that."

Sonny gulped. Was this what he really wanted? His
answer was quick and emphatic: "Yes." He wanted
someone who would reign him in when he was spiraling
out of control. He'd seen how much calmer and focused
Brian was since he'd been with Adam.

It was obvious that Eric expected Sonny to bend over
his knee. With butterflies Sonny found himself draped
over Eric's knees in the traditional spanking
position. "This time," Eric said calmly, "I'm giving
you a break. I'll spank you over your shorts, but most
of the time I would expect to spank you on the bare."
Eric didn't waste anytime in setting Sonny's butt on
fire and his young lover couldn't believe how much it
hurt. Before long he was crying bitterly, feeling well
punished, but somehow comforted at the same time. He
slowly realised the spanking had finished and Eric's
hands were rubbing slow circles on his lower back
helping to calm him down. Before long he was sitting
on Eric's lap, his butt carefully positioned, being
reassured he was forgiven and that the lock on the
bathroom was going to be removed again.

"Again?" Sonny inquired through his sniffles.

"Yes, again," Eric said. "I'll tell you the sad story
of Adam and the bathroom someday." Sonny's delighted
laughter joined Eric's ringing around their house.

It had taken Brian five minutes to reach Eric and
Sonny's house; it took him 15 minutes to walk back. He
was not looking forward to talking with Adam.

He thought back. He and Sonny had an interesting
history. He couldn't even remember what had caused the
fight in the first foster home, but he did remember
swearing blood brotherhood a couple of hours before he
was removed. He rubbed the faint scar on the inside of
his wrist.

Then at 14 they'd ended up in the same foster home
again. It was there they discovered that they were
both gay and had come out aged 15 and been split up
again at 16 when their homophobic foster father found
Brian in bed with Sonny soothing him after a
nightmare. After that Brian and Sonny had kept in
touch.

They had not been model citizens. Most Friday nights
they had gone out together and got drunk, high and
usually laid. They got into fights and spent quite a
few nights cooling off in the local police station.
When Brian found he might be eligible for a
scholarship to help with University, he stopped
looking for fights and therefore managed to avoid the
charge of assault that got Sonny a record and
probation for six months.

After the incident in the nightclub with Adam, their
relationship had cooled for a while but it had never
been broken. After meeting Eric and becoming friends,
he had decided that Sonny needed a steady influence in
his life and had set his friend and brother up. It had
worked better than he could have imagined, but he
still couldn't resist teasing and tormenting his
brother.

They reached home and Adam led the way to the study.
"We've discussed this before haven't we Brian?" Adam
said, his voice stern. "I seem to remember I gave you
a free pass after the first morning when you teased
Sonny about being an easy lay." Brian blushed. That
had not been one of his prouder moments. Both Adam and
Eric had had a few things to say about that episode.
"I remember spanking you for calling Sonny a kept man
when he moved in with Eric."

"Well he was, he didn't have a job or any money when
he moved in," Brian couldn't resist saying, although
they had covered the topic fully at the time.

Adam decided not to answer that, not that Brian
expected him too. "This however takes the cake. He
trusted you, asking you questions about a sensitive
topic, and instead of taking his questions seriously
you decided to tell an out and out lie and scare him
half to death."

"Hey," Brian said defensively. "I didn't know about
the abuse, okay? Well not quite true, I knew he'd been
abused, but I didn't know it was with a cane. Give me
some credit. I joke around, but I never mean to hurt
him."

"Then why lie?" Adam asked.

"I don't know," Brian said. "Maybe I thought if I told
him the normal way is on the bare butt with a hand,
he'd laugh at me for being a baby."

Adam just sighed. This was an ongoing problem for
Brian to get his head around, that an OTK spanking was
not babyish.

"Well Sunshine," Adam said sternly "Do we really need
to discuss this any longer?" Brian shook his head,
pulled his pants down and draped himself over Adam's
lap.

Adam waited until Brian settled down and then began to
steadily spank, quickly turning Brian's bottom from
milky white to rosy pink to fiery red. He was
listening carefully to his Brat's crying and body
language. When the crying became sobbing and the body
relaxed he stopped.

"All over. All forgiven," he said and as usual, Brian
squirmed up and rested his head against Adam's
shoulder. Adam was never sure how he managed that
straight from over the lap to sitting on the lap
without touching the floor at any stage. Adam just
made sure Brian's sore bottom was not aggravated any
further during the squirming.. The only thing left for
Brian to do to close this chapter was to apologise to
Sonny. Adam decided that could wait as he soothed his
young lover.