AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This is a COLLABORATION PIECE with Braxtonboyzz123.

We have both worked incredibly hard on this story for some time and it's something a little different from the both of us. Some chapters do contain some sensitive themes and physical punishment, but an alert will be added to the beginning of the chapter in case one wishes to skip those bits.

We hope you all enjoy!


Casey and Kyle walk through the door to their house and see Heath sitting on the couch. Rolling their eyes, they make their way to the kitchen and grab their afternoon tea out of the fridge.

Both get a handful of grapes and ten slices of cheese. Casey reaches up and gets the crackers from the cupboard and puts ten crackers on each of the plates. They go over to the table and sit down.

Kyle pulls out his book and reads as he eats but Casey glares at his other older brother on the couch.

"Take a photo Case; it will last longer," Heath huffs, as he sits up and walks over to them and steals some of Kyle's food before ruffling his hair.

"Brax says you've got to stop coming here. You literally live less than twenty steps away," Casey huffs.

He and Kyle were so sick of Heath stealing their food and invading their space, especially when they got told off when they invaded his personal space. Kyle would never say anything, but Casey wasn't afraid to.

"Well, Brax isn't going to find out; is he?" Heath asks, as he gives Casey a hard slap round the head.

Kyle shuffles uncomfortably in his seat; he hates it when Heath's in this kind of mood where he blatantly does what he wants and acts intimidating. It was usual for either him or Casey to be pinned down to the ground, hassled, or worse, if they antagonised him.

"Guess not," Casey mumbles in reply, knowing what Heath can be like and not really wanting to argue with him.

"Good!" Heath hisses and steals more of Kyle's food before giving him a wet willy.

He then makes his way back to the couch.

Casey stares at Kyle who is frowning and rubbing his ear. Casey notices that Kyle has much less food than he does due to Heath stealing some, so he passes over two cheese and crackers and three grapes.

"Cheers Case," Kyle smiles at his little brother.

Heath continues to watch replays of the footy while the two brothers eat their afternoon tea. Casey looks up from his iPad when Heath's phone rings.

"Hey, Babe! How are you?" he asks and waits as Bianca replies to him.

Casey smirks lightly as he thinks of an idea to get back at Heath for always stealing their food and using their space when he literally has his own flat to go home to.

"That's great, Babe; yeah, I'm awesome just relaxing after a big day's work," Heath replies, causing Casey to scoff.

Heath turns to glare at him angrily; giving Casey a look that almost promised pain later.

"Dude, we have to teach him a lesson about always being here and thinking he can exert his macho attitude on us whenever he wants. This is our space, and he has his own place," Casey whispers in his brother's ear, causing Kyle to shake his head.

"It's not a good idea Casey; he'll kill us," Kyle replies, well aware of how Heath would likely react, as he continues to read his book.

"He's going to beat us up at some point anyway; let's have some fun," Casey whispers, trying to convince his brother that it's a good idea.

"No; I'm out Casey. I hate it when Heath's angry," Kyle replies simply, causing Casey to roll his eyes.

"Come on you wimp; Brax won't let him hurt us. Come on; it'll be fun. Please, I can't do this alone," Casey tries once more with a bit of a plea, knowing full well that his brother is weak and would relent eventually.

"Okay, fine," Kyle sighs, defeated, despite having doubts about the idea.

"What are we doing?" he asks.

"Just follow my lead," Casey smirks.

"I'm busy this weekend unfortunately, but we can go on our date next weekend," Heath says to Bianca.

"But your absence will hurt me!" Casey yells in a cute loving voice.

Heath once again turns to glare at Casey.

"Ohhhh Bianca, I wish I could be near you now," Kyle says this time, leading Heath to glare at Kyle.

"No, it's just my idiot little brothers, just ignore them," Heath says into the phone and massages his temples to calm himself down.

"I'm here baby, that's all that matters," Casey continues, causing Kyle to laugh.

Kyle then starts making kissing sounds.

"Bianca how would you feel if you had two less students next week?" Heath moans into the phone; he is so close to pummeling his younger brothers.

Casey starts to get a bit cocky and walks over to the couch within an arm's length of Heath and starts making kissing noises right in Heath's ear.

"Ohhhhh Bianca; I'd be nothing without you! I looove you," Casey moans.

"Excuse me, Babe; I've got to go, but the next time I talk to you, I'll have two less brothers," Heath says angrily and hangs up the phone, glaring.

"You're both dead! I'm going to pound you both!" Heath yells.

Casey, who is quick on his feet manages to escape but unfortunately for Kyle he is still sitting down at the table so by the time he pushes himself up, he doesn't even get a chance to run away before Heath grabs his shirt and yanks him towards him.

"Oooh: you're in so much trouble, geek!" Heath warns, glaring down at Kyle, who is wriggling in a feeble attempt to get out of Heath's grip.

"It was just a bit of fun! Please," Kyle begs.

"You think this is all funny acting a nuisance when it comes to Bianca and me?" Heath yells in Kyle's ear.

"I'm sorry Heath; just please lemme go!" Kyle begs.

"Oh, trust me: you'll be sorry," Heath says before slamming his brother into the wall and putting him into a painful armlock.

With his free hand he bends back Kyle's fingers enough to cause a decent amount of intense pain.

Kyle yells out in agony.

"Please, I'm sorry!" he begs.

"Shhh, you geek!" Heath barks.

"Heath! I'm really really, really sorry. I shouldn't have done that! Just please let me go; it hurts!" Kyle pleads, his eyes filling with tears.

Meanwhile Casey runs into the backyard to see Brax waxing his surfboard.

"Ummm Brax, Kyle and I were kinda teasing Heath when he was on the phone to Bianca and now, he's got ahold of Kyle," Casey says quickly; he doesn't want his brother to get hurt, considering it was his idea.

"What have I told you boys about teasing Heath when he's talking to or with Bianca?" Brax says with a huff, sternly, having told both his brothers not to bother Heath when he's talking to or with Bianca on numerous occasions since they first started when Heath and Bianca began going out together just over five months ago.

"Not to," Casey mumbles, nervously; knowing he was going to be in trouble and receive a telling off for disobeying.

It was just meant to be a bit of fun, especially since Heath teased them all the time; why couldn't they tease him?

"Exactly," Brax reprimands.

He is about to tell Casey off some more, but he hears a yell of pain coming from inside.

Brax quickly drops the wax and sprints inside. He runs into the lounge to see Kyle pinned to the wall with his arm pulled painfully behind his back and his fingers bent back.

"Heath! Let him go!" he yells, and Heath immediately lets Kyle go and shoves him in Brax's direction.

"These little shits were being pests while I was talking to Bianca!" Heath hisses, as he points to his little brothers.

"I understand that; I'll handle it, but you do not use your strength to hurt these boys, okay? It's unacceptable!" Brax hisses at the oldest of his three brothers.

"Fine!" Heath grunts and rolls his eyes; even though he has no intention to change the way he handles punishing his little brothers.

Brax then turns to his two youngest brothers who are looking very sorry for themselves. Kyle's eyes are red and he's massaging his fingers.

"We've told you two time and time again to not stick your noses in our relationships, but you keep doing it and that's unacceptable!" Brax says, scolding his younger brothers who both nod their heads.

"This better not happen again. Now go to your room," Brax orders sternly.

"We only did it because he always teases us and gets away with it and we always get in trouble," Casey complains quietly.

Brax shakes his head.

"You both know if Heath bothers you, you are to come and see me," Brax states sternly.

"That's it; a little telling off? These shrimps have been told numerous times to not stick their noses into our relationships, but they keep doing it, they need to be punished or they won't learn their lesson." Heath barks: in his opinion they deserve more than just being sent to their room.

Brax considers Heath's point for a moment.

"You know what? Heath's right: you're both grounded for the weekend," Brax informs.

"But I'm kicking a soccer ball around with the boys," Casey moans. He'd been looking forward to hanging with his friends and having a game of soccer all week.

"And Dex and I are going to the museum," Kyle adds quietly.

"Well, now you're not. Now apologise to your brother and then both of you go to your room. Your grounding starts now and Casey for the weekend you're banned from surfing and your iPad and Kyle, no movies," Brax growls, "Also you are both banned from your phones. You will get them back Monday before school."

"I'm sorry Heath," Kyle says sincerely, with his head hung.

"Yeah sorry," Casey mumbles in a grumpy tone and with less sincerity than his older brother.

"Good now go," Brax orders.

Heath glares at his little brothers.

"This isn't over; I'll get you back," he says.

They watch Kyle and Casey slump off to their room.

"Call Bianca and let her know they're both still alive," Brax says, smirking lightly.

In their bedroom Kyle and Casey are letting their friends know that they can't hang out this weekend.

"I was looking forward to going to the museum as well, but I can't; I'm grounded," Kyle mumbles, "I would go if I could, but I can't."

He is gutted; he was looking forward to this all week.

"You have a good time," he says then hangs up the phone.

"Romeo, it's not funny!" Casey complains.

He is super annoyed that he and Kyle are grounded; it wasn't fair and the last thing he needs is to be laughed at by his friend.

"I'll pass that onto him. Can you let the others know? I really don't want to make this call again. Okay bye," Casey huffs and hangs up his phone.

"Romeo wants me to tell you that he thinks it's hilarious that you're grounded because you're perfect," Casey says, causing Kyle to scoff.

"Good to know we've always got our friends to make a joke out of our unfortunate situation," Kyle huffs and grabs his book, feeling thankful he's allowed to read this weekend.

Casey on the other hand lies on his bed and stares at the ceiling trying to figure out what he's going to do.

Suddenly Brax walks in the room.

"DVD collection Kyle, and both your phones," he says as he holds out his hand.

"I've already got your ipad Casey," Brax informs.

The boys miserably hand over their things.

"Good now boys I hope this will teach you not to mess with our relationships," Brax adds.

In reply, both boys nod their head and Brax walks out the door once again leaving the brothers alone.


It's the next morning and Heath is standing outside his brother's room with his arms folded, eying off his baby brother as Casey tiredly walks towards the bathroom. Brax was already in the kitchen making breakfast and Kyle was also up, waiting at the kitchen table and studying another one of his books.

As Casey passes his brother and enters the bathroom, Heath takes ample opportunity to seek his first chance at revenge that he had missed from the previous night.

Snickering, Heath quickly approaches Casey and shoves him up against the bathroom wall; immediately restraining him.

"What the...OW!" Casey shrieks; suddenly wide awake.

Heath had grabbed a hold of Casey's underwear with one hand and had pulled them out from his pyjama bottoms with all his might, giving the youngest a forceful wedgie.

"Ow...Heath, get off! Ow!" Casey pleads and wriggles around.

"The more you move the more it hurts Case; you should know that," Heath chuckles.

Casey moans as Heath keeps a firm hold on him and continues to pull on Casey's underwear; increasing the discomfort the young teen felt around his rear.

"OW! Please, I'm sorry for whatever I did!" Casey begs as the tears start to well in his eyes from the pain.

"You're sorry?" Heath spits, pushing Casey further against the wall using the hand that was holding his underwear.

"This is for being a little pest yesterday with me and Bianca. I couldn't deal with you then, but I'll deal with you now!" Heath growls and pulls hard again.

"Ah: Ow! Heath, I'm sorry, okay. I won't do it again!" Casey pleads in panic, just wanting his older brother to stop and begins to try and flail his arms around to whack Heath's hand away.

"Uh-uh: little baby bro."

"Heath, I need to pee!" Casey whines.

Heath just ignores Casey and holds him against the wall in silence for several more minutes, watching his younger brother squirm.

"Are you truly sorry and you won't do it again?" Heath asks in warning.

"Yes," Casey whines.

"Say it."

"I'm truly sorry and I won't do it again," Casey chokes out.

Heath finally releases his grip and roughly rubs Casey on the shoulder.

"Good boy," Heath praises with a tease.

Casey sighs, thinking it is over until he receives a mild whack to his butt, and he squeaks.

"Don't mess with me, Case," Heath chuckles and walks out of the bathroom.

Casey rests his head against the wall momentarily and blinks away the tears glistening in his eyes. He suddenly doesn't feel so desperate to go to the toilet now.

He moves away and starts to pull his underwear back in place; somewhat gingerly, considering they were half-way up his back. His backside ached. Heath's wedgies always make him feel so miserable afterwards and the added slap didn't help with his humiliation or discomfort.

Casey finishes in the bathroom and not bothering to get dressed makes his way into the kitchen.

Brax eyes Casey as he sulkily sits down; fidgeting to get comfortable.

"What's the matter with you?" Brax demands.

Casey glares at his big brother, who serves him up a plate of breakfast.

"Heath gave me a stupid wedgie!" Casey retorts.

Heath chuckles as he stands against the doorframe. Brax gives Heath a stern glare.

"Heath, I've told you before: not to do that to your brothers; they are just kids."

"All the more reason big bro. Besides I had to teach this one a lesson, for last night; considering you barely gave me a chance to teach Kylie, and we all know how Casey likes to be a little imp and be the mastermind puppeteer behind little happenings," Heath defends and gives Casey's hair a ruffle.

Casey scowls and pushes Heath's hand away, feeling annoyed at his brother.

Brax raises his brow.

"Seriously Heath; just leave it now," Brax affirms.

Heath snickers and exits the kitchen after giving both Kyle and Casey another ruffle of their hair. Casey grunts again and Kyle gives Casey a smile.

"I get it little bro; wedgies from Heath are never fun."

As Casey slumps down in his chair and finishes off his breakfast, Brax walks around behind him and rests his hand on his back.

"You okay?" Brax comforts but Casey just grumbles.

"I guess, but my butt hurts."

Brax sighs.

"Give it time, Case," he says as he rests his hand over Casey's hair soothingly, before doing the same to Kyle then exiting the room.

Kyle returns to studying his English book but continues to glance at Casey.

"If you want to go lie down, I won't say anything," Kyle comments.

Casey smiles at Kyle.

"Thanks Ky. I never knew a little light teasing would lead to this. It's been so long since Heath's done this; to you also."

"Yeah, I know," Kyle answers and puts his book down again.

Casey suddenly smirks.

"Despite the consequences I still would have done it, just to see Heath's face."

Kyle reciprocates the smile.

"Yeah, it was funny, while it lasted."

Little did the boys know, Heath had walked back into the next room and heard every word. Heath smirks to himself.

"Oh, the fun is just beginning, little brothers; just you wait."