When I was 12 I had some friends over for a sleepover. My brother was 10 at the time and as all 10 year-old brothers are he was being a real pest. For over an hour he was bothering us and I finally had it. I told him that if he didn't stop bothering us he was going to be sorry. He left for a little bit but again returned. When he did I got up and said nothing to him I just walked over to him and kicked him in the balls. He dropped to the floor like a fly grabbing himself crying in shear pain. My mother busted into the room to find my brother on the bedroom floor cyring like a baby and my friends and I laughing our asses off. My mother asked what had happened and I told her that we didn't know. My brother finally caught his breath and picked himself up off the floor and said to my mother that I had kicked him where it count. All I remember is my mother grabbing me by the arm pulling me across her lap and slapping my butt. Then I felt my pj bottoms being pulled down and my bare ass exposed to my friends and brother and my mother ordering my brother to get the hair brush off my dresser. I kicked and begged but that only made things worse. I got the longest, hardest, most embarrassing spanking in my life right then and there. The only one left laughing was my brother and three friends how embarrassing.