AUTHOR'S NOTE: Heath is quite rough with the boys in this chapter so might be a be sensitive for some. Otherwise, thank you all for continuing to read and review, it's truly appreciated!


Kyle wipes his eyes as they walk down the hall; feeling miserable but also accepting of what happened, while Casey sniffs and scrubs angrily at his eyes.

Both teens quickly change into their pyjamas; Casey into his light blue hoodie and black and white plaid pants and Kyle into a red coloured jumper and grey woolly pants.

Kyle shoves his blue penguin oodie on while Casey pulls out all the jokes, the box of laxatives and condoms from the drawer and places them on the nightstand, along with his ipad and phone; ready to hand over when Brax comes in.

Kyle picks up the pieces of the Jenga game and packs that away before adding his laptop and phone to the nightstand.

"This isn't fair, Kyle," Casey moans as he pulls back his quilt cover and turns to face his older brother.

"What am I going to do with no electronics? It's just not fair that we get spanked and grounded and forced to pay for a lousy dinner date and Heath gets away with everything!" Casey moans.

Kyle sighs and hops into his bed as Casey finally does the same.

Not that Kyle found being punished pleasant, but out of the two teens he was more accepting when it came to being punished and knew if he did wrong, he deserved to face the consequences, where-as Casey didn't always comprehend that.

"Well, it's not like Brax can ground him or punish him because Heath's an adult. I think the only reason why Brax punishes us is because he wants us to grow up to be respectful and mature and understand values. The way that we will be able to learn this is through learning that actions have consequences," Kyle explains as he snuggles under his quilt.

Casey rolls his eyes.

"You're such a weirdo, Kyle. That's the kind of thing Brax would say. You must be the first kid ever to say that and not mind being grounded," Casey replies.

Kyle frowns.

"I do mind, it's just I understand the reason behind it and can learn from it and besides I find my own entertainment; like reading a book," Kyle answers.

"I'm not reading any books because I'm not a dork!" Casey huffs.

"Ouch that hurt," Kyle says sarcastically.

The boys hear footsteps outside the door and Casey quickly scrambles into his bed, lies on his side, facing the wall, and throws his quilt on top just as Brax opens up the door and glances over at Casey having clearly seen his sudden movements.

Brax has the wind-up toy beetle in his hand that he had picked up on his way down to the boy's room and had heard everything that Kyle had said to Casey about consequences.

Brax huffs and Kyle is avoiding Brax's gaze, staring at his knees.

"I was definitely not impressed with your behaviour tonight boys, especially after you both whined and banged on about Heath and his antics, only to go and do the same," Brax says sternly.

"We are really sorry," Kyle mumbles, while Casey huffs.

"As long as you both understand what happened tonight was wrong and I will not tolerate it," Brax starts and sits on the end of Casey's bed where the teen has his legs curled up.

"Heath is your older brother and he is to be respected, same as myself and I'm sure you boys know that rule quite well seeing as it's been the same ever since you both were toddlers," Brax explains and rests his hand on Casey's calf.

"You didn't have to punish us and in front of our Principal too," Casey grumbles.

Brax raises his brow and taps his hand on Casey's leg.

"Didn't I?" he asks.

Casey turns to face Brax with a scowl.

"Why can't you just be our big brother, who doesn't care if we have a bit of fun? Why do you have to be like a parent all the time?" Casey exclaims with a whine and hard pout.

Brax gives Casey's calf a gentle squeeze in comfort and sighs.

"I will always be your big brother, but yes I am your guardian too and it's my responsibility to make sure you do the right thing, because I want what's best for you and learning good values and right and wrong is important."

Kyle glances up as he listens, and Brax continues.

"And yes, that means I have to be tough sometimes and do things you don't like, whether that be grounding, loss of privileges, or the occasional spanking, but no matter what: I will always love you both," Brax says with utmost promise.

Casey softens with his grumpy attitude and shifts in his bed.

"I love you too," he whispers.

"Me too," Kyle pipes up; he had been playing with a loose fluff on his oodie while he had been listening to Brax.

Brax stands up and runs his hand over Casey's hair before pulling up his covers then approaches Kyle and rubs his hand over Kyle's head and stops on the nape of his neck.

"You best get snuggled in," Brax instructs and Kyle moves his knees down from their bent position and shuffles further into his bed.

"Lights out; I'll see you both in the morning, bright and early."

Brax takes the items from the nightstand.

"Goodnight Brax," Kyle calls.

"Night," Casey adds.

Brax smiles and switches off the light and closes the door.

"Night Ky; thanks for helping get Heath back," Casey mumbles.

"Night Case, yeah I just hope it stops all the pranks now," Kyle replies with a yawn.

Despite it being well and truly earlier than their bedtime, Kyle was tired as whenever he was emotionally upset from being in trouble or just in general, he always felt so much more drained.

"It should, big brother. I think we embarrassed Heath enough to have learnt his lesson."

Kyle didn't reply as he was already fast asleep, so Casey just closed his eyes in hopes he too would fall asleep.


Brax takes everything into the kitchen and after placing the laptop, phones, and ipad on the counter, he grabs the whoopie cushion and used stink bombs from the chair and opens the bin and drops in all the leftover bugs, laxatives, whoopie cushion, used and unused stink bombs and wind-up beetle into the bin.

Brax is about to throw away the condoms but has a thought: the condoms could come in handy.

Not that he wanted his youngest brothers having sex or even thinking about it, but he knew they were teenagers and he wanted to make sure they stayed safe.

Brax places the condoms on the table ready to have a talk with his brothers in the morning before work.

Brax cleans up the rest of the mess from Heath's dinner date then unplugs the Xbox and takes that and the rest of Kyle and Casey's electronics down to his bedroom and puts them inside his bedside cupboard; his go to place to put anything he confiscates from the boys.

Brax gets dressed into his red and black checkered pants and navy singlet and hops into his bed, pulling up his Hungarian goose-down quilt and flicking his TV over to a late-night movie rerun of Indiana Jones and turns the sound down low as to not disturb his brothers and relaxes back to watch the movie until eleven-thirty when he switches the TV off and goes to sleep.

The following morning Brax gets up at six-thirty and after getting organised and having breakfast he goes and wakes up Kyle and Casey at seven-thirty.

"Time to get up boys," Brax orders, he has already given both Kyle and Casey a shake.

Kyle shifts in his bed and rubs his eyes; he'd had quite a good sleep considering the early night.

As usual Casey groans.

"Come on Casey; you've had plenty of sleep from going to bed early," Brax says sternly and shakes Casey again.

"I know, but I'm comfortable," Casey grumbles.

"Too bad; I want you both ready in fifteen minutes. I want to talk to you both before I go to work, and you both go to Heath's."

Kyle looks up at his big brother with a hint of worry.

Brax smiles at Kyle.

"It's not bad; you're not in any trouble," Brax assures.

Casey huffs and throws off his covers, pleasing the oldest.

Kyle by now is pulling off his oodie and ready to pull off his jumper as Brax walks out the door and closes it behind him.

Casey gets out of bed and starts getting dressed, closely matching Kyle's speed at dressing.


Kyle and Casey make their way out into the dining room where Brax is sitting at the table waiting for them.

"Have some breakfast then we will have our talk," Brax instructs.

Kyle and Casey walk straight into the kitchen and pour some cereal into a bowl then take their bowls to the table.

As they sit down, they lay eyes on the packet of small condoms on the table in front of Brax and a cucumber to the side.

Kyle and Casey exchange confused glances; slightly freaking over what is going on.

"What are you doing with those?" Casey quietly asks as he scoffs a mouthful of cereal.

Brax raises his brow at the eating habits of the youngest.

"That is what I am going to have a talk to you both about," Brax responds.

Kyle stares wide-eyed and almost chokes on his cereal.

When Brax sees them both finish, he starts.

"I want you both to listen to me very carefully, because I am not about to muck around with your health. I think you are both old enough to be told this and know this: I am not condoning any sexual acts, but understand as teenagers you may be experimenting," Brax says.

Kyle still remains staring like a deer in headlights, while Casey shifts in his seat, embarrassed.

"Brax, you are not serious," Casey mumbles.

Brax nods, "Yes I am; dead serious."

He glances at both his brothers.

"Now since you both seemed so interested in condoms while messing with them with Heath, let me explain how they work and the importance of them."

Kyle's cheeks flush with embarrassment, not expecting to be given the talk with his brother.

Casey lets out a groan.

"Come on Brax, we learn about all this in school," Casey complains.

"I'm sure you do, but it's my responsibility to make sure you both act smart when it concerns your health. Now listen," Brax says.

Brax goes on to explain how they are important to prevent pregnancy and STDs.

"Now it's important to always check the expiry date and check for any tears before you use one and make sure they are put on properly and that's exactly what I'm going to show you both."

Both boys look horrified as Brax places the cucumber in front of him and takes one of the condoms from the packet.

"You don't have to do this; we know!" Casey complains.

"I like cucumbers. What if we have to eat that later?" Kyle pipes up.

Brax ignores his brother's protests and continues.

He shows his brothers how to apply a condom, much to their humiliation.

"Do you both understand?" Brax asks.

"Yeah, but I'm never going to be eating a cucumber ever again!" Casey states.

Brax shakes his head.

"What about you Kyle?"

Kyle nods, also thinking he'd never eat one of his favourite salad vegetables again.

"Good, but just so I can be one-hundred percent sure, I want you both to repeat what I just did and show me you understand," Brax informs.

Casey sits with his mouth agape and Kyle stares down and shifts awkwardly, just wishing he was somewhere else right now as he is ready to die of embarrassment.

Brax takes off the condom from the cucumber and hands them around.

When none of his brother's volunteers, Brax holds them in front of Kyle, seeking out the oldest.

Kyle glances up nervously and takes both items in his shaky hands.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. This is perfectly normal to know, and I had this same talk with Heath once," Brax assures and gives Kyle's hand a squeeze.

Despite not wanting to pay attention, Kyle had heard every word and as much as he isn't ready to be using a condom, he has a fair idea on how to put one on from what he's learnt from school and from Brax now.

Kyle fumbles with the condom and cucumber, feeling utterly grossed out, but manages to get it presentable.

"Pretty good; just a few flaws but not bad for a first shot. Casey your turn," Brax says and hands the two items to Casey.

"Come on, do I have to?" Casey moans, while Brax just nods.

Casey quickly shoves the condom on the cucumber, not having any interest whatsoever, leaving air pockets along a few sections.

Brax sighs, "Casey this is serious. You could have done a lot better. You both need to work on making them correct because it is very important," Brax affirms.

"Now I was going to throw these out, but I reconsidered and realised you should both have protection. Kyle, these are for you," Brax adds and shoves the small condoms towards his quiet brother, as Kyle stares up in shock.

Casey snickers.

"Dude, Brax gave you the miniature ones."

"I will buy your ones after work, Casey. The medium should be sufficient for you," Brax informs.

Casey's eyes widened.

"No, Brax! I don't want any and how do you even know our size?" Casey argues horrified.

"I don't care. I want you to stay safe if you experiment and I know you boys and have a fair idea when it comes to size."

"Guess I'm not the only small one," Kyle mutters, feeling a little annoyed by Casey's teasing about Brax giving him the small.

"I'm medium! You're the one that's a teeny tiny small," Casey retorts.

"I don't want any arguments between you two about size. Now get ready, I have to get you over to Heath's and get a wriggle on to work."

Brax grabs the cucumber and condom and clears them away while Kyle takes his packet and hides them in the furthest corner of his sock drawer and Casey busies himself brushing his teeth.

Brax grabs his wallet and keys as Kyle and Casey come back out into the lounge room.

"Alright boys, remember to not cause trouble for Heath today, because this is part of your punishment so I expect good behaviour," Brax told Kyle and Casey and led them out the door.

"We know," Kyle replies.

"I can try," Casey cheekily adds and Brax scowls.

"I'm kidding."

Brax sighs and shuts the door to his house and Brax leads Casey and Kyle to Heath's flat.

He knocks on the door and then opens it.

"Heath: your little helpers are here."

Brax says as he pushes the two boys into the flat.

Kyle immediately wrinkles up his nose; it's a mess and he hates mess.

Casey is less bothered by the mess and more annoyed that he has to give up his Saturday.

Brax cops a whiff of the air.

"Geez Heath; it's ripe in here!" he comments.

Heath scowls.

"Well you would have a place smelling like that too if you were given a dose of three times the amount of laxatives!" Heath answers with a growl.

"About that: how are you feeling mate?" Brax asks with concern.

"Indescribable; be glad to never see a toilet again," Heath grumbles.

He had practically spent the whole night on the toilet with awful stomach pain, gas, and diarrhoea.

"Hmm," Brax mumbles and raises his brow; still very unimpressed at what the youngest two had done.

"Alright well, use them for any jobs you have," Brax says and ruffles both his little brother's hair before exiting the room to make his way to work.

Kyle and Casey look around in fear; what was Heath going to do to them?

"Okay little brothers, you are going to learn a valuable lesson about pulling pranks on me, especially when I already warned you against it," Heath warns, glaring at Kyle who backs away a few steps.

"Um...Heath, before anything, I just wanted to say I'm sorry again and I wanted to give you extra from my savings," Kyle timidly whispers and reaches into the pocket of his hoodie and pulls out a twenty-dollar bill and hands it to his disgruntled older brother; almost as if he was hoping for a lighter punishment from his brother.

Heath snickers and snatches the money out of Kyle's hand.

"Thanks Bubs," Heath dismisses and shoves Kyle, enough that the teen stumbles and falls to the ground.

Casey stares wide-eyed as Heath starts his lecture again.

"Now as I was saying: you first Casey, because you were the ringleader and because of your brilliant laxative idea my toilet bowl is covered in skid marks. I want it to be spotless. You may have to clean it quite a few times as it reeks," Heath smirks, "Come with me and I'll show you."

He laughs as he starts to walk to his bathroom, and Casey quickly follows.

Heath stops momentarily then turns back and walks over to Kyle and grips him by the hoodie causing him to squeak in fear and yanks him up from the floor.

Heath then drags him along to the toilet.

As soon as the door is open both the boy's gag; the smell is disgusting.

Kyle attempts to get out of Heath's grip but Heath holds him tightly in place.

"Yep, so it better be clean, Casey, because in an hour your head's going to be in it whether it's clean or not," Heath teases as he shoves his baby brother into the bathroom.

Casey makes a gagging noise.

"Heath there's poo still in there!" Casey yells disgustedly.

There is no way that he's cleaning out this toilet.

Heath, who is still gripping Kyle's hoodie hard, glares at his brother.

"And?" he asks.

He hopes his brother isn't going to argue with him, it will not end up well for him.

"There's no way I'm cleaning it! You should have cleaned it as you went!" Casey barks at his older brother.

Angrily, Heath shoves Kyle away causing him to land hard on the floor.

He then approaches his baby brother and glares at him.

"You dare to refuse me baby bro? Well how about a little wedgie to encourage you to do as you're told?" Heath threatens.

Casey scowls.

"You're not allowed to do that anymore and I'm going to tell Brax what you're doing!" Casey yells.

Heath knows that Casey is likely to squeal to Brax so he wants to make sure that that doesn't happen.

Heath gets close to Casey's face.

"Uh-uh my little Snoopy. I don't think you will and to make sure of that, you need to learn a valuable lesson," Heath threatens and grabs Casey and turns him to face away from him.

Kyle, who is slowly picking himself up from the floor, stares in fear as Heath pulls Casey's light grey cotton pants outwards and grabs a hold of his briefs.

"Get the hell off me!" Casey protests; barely getting it all out before Heath yanks up fast and hard; raising Casey's underwear to his middle back and pushing him onto his toes.

"Heath: stop!" Casey whimpers and flaps his arms behind him to get Heath to release his hold, but being much stronger Heath is not budging.

"Now are you going to keep your little blabbing mouth shut?" Heath warns.

Casey nods and bites his lip to stop himself crying and giving his older brother any satisfaction, but it is proving difficult the more the pain intensifies.

"I can't hear you. I want you to promise me, baby bro. Promise me you are not going to squeal to Brax."

Casey nods again and whimpers.

"I promise," he chokes out.

Heath finally let go of Casey's underwear and Casey gives a sigh of relief and instantly goes to fix them.

"Uh-uh, lesson isn't over, now you have two options: either you clean the toilet and I shove your head in it, or I shove your head in it now. It's up to you and no matter which one you choose I want the lesson to stick, and you are not to fix yourself from the wedgie until I say you can and if you're lucky it will only be for the hour it takes to clean my toilet. If you do baby bro I will wedgie you again and make it last longer; you got me?" Heath warns and gives a harsh glare.

Casey stares at his older brother for a bit longer before he drops his gaze.

"Fine. I understand" he mumbles.

He knows Heath isn't one to bluff, if he has to have his head shoved in a toilet, he'd prefer that the water be clean then dirty.

Casey kneels down, hiding his face to prevent Heath seeing his tears that were just about to drop from his eyes.

Not only did he have to feel the pain of the wedgie, but he also had to feel it for an hour or longer.

Heath then turns and faces Kyle who already has a few tears slipping down his face after watching his baby brother's pain and has since shifted away towards the door.

Heath snickers and yanks Kyle back towards him.

"Not so fast Kylie-bear. I need to make sure both my little brothers don't tell on me and that means it's your turn for a wedgie," Heath warns.

"Please! Please! Please! I don't want another wedgie! My butt still hurts from last time. I swear I won't tell; you don't have to do this," Kyle begs holding his hands up.

"That's not going to work with me," Heath replies and shoves Kyle around and like Casey, Heath pulls back Kyle's black cotton pants and grabs his briefs with ease and pulls up with almost the same strength and speed, as he had done with Casey.

Kyle knows there is no use fighting their older brother so submits to the pain, as his underwear is pulled up to the middle of his back.

Kyle sobs harder at the pain and the terrifying thought of having his underwear potentially torn again if Heath went through with another epic wedgie.

Casey glances up briefly and sees Kyle being hurt the same but is too afraid to challenge Heath after still being in pain himself and watches as Heath spins Kyle back around and grips Kyle by his hoodie again.

"Do we have an understanding that you will not fix yourself until I tell you?"

Kyle nods as tears stream down.

"Don't be such a baby Kyle; it's not that bad. Now you and I have our own consequences to discuss," Heath informs and then leads Kyle out of the bathroom; shutting the bathroom door behind him and leads Kyle towards his room.

As soon as Heath leaves, Casey grumbles as he glares at the closed bathroom door.

"Jerk."

Casey vigorously rubs his butt and fights the urge to fix himself as he finally gives into his tears and cries into his arm.

"Ow!"

He hears his brother moan, and he just knows that Heath will be torturing Kyle with one of his 'lessons'.