Ahhhhh. Little brother. What greater pest is there on this earth? I know of none.
One time my buddy and I captured my brother and his buddy (brother to mine) and tied them up (we were playing cowboys and indians). Everything worked well until our friends mother came to pick them up and we realized that we'd forgotten to un tie them. Like two hours worth :) They weren't happy and neither were our mothers (or fathers when they got home).
About the same time in late fall when the weather was nasty and we couldn't figure out anything to do I grabbed him to see if I could completely hold on to him. It turns out I could! I had him completely immobile and then thought it would be a good idea to lick his ear. He completely lost his mind. After a bit I was ready to quit but couldn't figure out how to let go of him without him trying to beat me.
So I jumped up to my feet and started running for the back door. I was clear and both of us knew if I made it outside I was safe. I pulled the door open and don't remember anything for a while. He'd picked up a paperweight off my Dad's desk and threw it. Bounced off my skull and through the window on the back door. He got a serious spanking for breaking the window. I got the first one for torturing my little brother. I got another after his for breaking the window (I guess because I had my head in the wrong spot).
I have more stories-I'm sure you do too.
Tying up the brothers and leaving them to the elements is always a good time, more so when one forgets them and they suffer from exposure and lack of blood flow to their extremities. Ah yes, such good times spent playing with one's siblings.
That time you immobilised him...Like catching a tiger by the tail...Hard to let go without getting fucken bitten when you do. Also, a masterful deployment of the lick-weapon Tom, I am in awe of your magnificence, or as we say in the business, licknifigance.
And yet...Kudos to your brother for paper-weighting your noggin on the run. You both deserved your thrashing but, like me, you probably knew the right methods of tensing or relaxing depending upon the punishment being meted out. One learns after the first hundred or so.
I have so many stories Tom, I have to hold back or people will get sick of them. In truth, people probably already are.
So. Here's the rest to my story. I was about 20 and pretty big. That would make my brother about 16 and not so much. It was a Saturday night and we were at a party at a friends place. I was barely awake in an overstuffed chair. Randy wandered by and sat on the arm of the chair. He started asking me tough questions like " Do you remember when you licked my ear?" Do you remember when you tied me up and left me? Do you remember ...
After what seems like a really long time that was mostly indictments of me he proceeded to beat the dog shit out of me. Nobody came to my rescue because A: Most everybody realized I had this one coming and B: Nobody wanted to interfere with Randy because he looked possessed.
Haha...There's nothing quite like a surprise beating to pep one up!