Diego takes in his old laptop for repair to Hector’s shop as it has stopped booting. Hector is hardly amused, however, when he discovers the reason for the laptop not booting is a hard disk completely filled with porn, and resolves to teach the perverted Diego a lesson.
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Oh, WOW! oh, my ears and whiskers! This has for me been one of BLS’s best videos ever! Diego is so ‘kin spankable bent over the chair in a classic position for the receiving of corporal punishment and the black briefs are just the icing on this VERY spanky cake! The sight of young Diego bending over in them makes me realise just how briefs really are the optimum type of punishment underpants for the way they frame a boy’s bottom for a spanking – and in the case of this gorgeous young lad, his juicy, smackable thighs as well! I had to have some ‘private time’ after watching this!
Could I please make a request that on some future occasion, we have a video where Diego is laid over the knee in those briefs for a smacked bottom?!
As their often-absent workaholic daddy’s duly-dreaded dutiful deputy, Diego does devoutly dispense ‘daily’ derriere-discipline to dear, doting kid-brother Carlito, as the currish cutie’s completely-committed co-caregiver, commendably-comprehensively concerned for his quasi-constantly-commended charge’s complex concerns and needs, always acting as favourite father-figure and first friend, a fine fraternal cord to walk for a student practically doing a man’s job pro bono. Having a frightfully-full agenda himself with (struggling) studies, domestic chores and ‘college fund’ jobs, overburdened Diego feels a bit guilty how often he must resort to confiding Carlito to cyber-babysitters online as well as offline, unable to keep a close-enough eye on the relatively-spoiled rascal’s naturally-naughty knavish tastes, including ‘sodomite’ porn, which about any elder educator in their Inquisition-conservative family and school would whip them for way worse than either ever deserved for real mischief or bad grades.
Diego naively trusted Carlito fully understood his elaborate warning on the sorely-saucy subject, while he actually feels it’s worth another ride over never-nasty big brother’s knee, sneakily starting to strangely enjoy how the throb in his tapped tush tends to tickle his toy-tail twice-thicker-and-taller, even the thought of a ‘thrashing’ now inspires more curiosity then fear, as long as Diego keeps hesitantly hitting his heightened heinie half-hearted, semi-sissy, such a softy-sweet senior sibling.
When the computer broke down, dutiful Diego happily turned to dad’s friend Hector’s repair-shop for mate’s rates, only to find out the hard way it will rather cost him a lustily-long “loco parentis” full-force frockless-fanny-flogging for the ‘fateful flood of fucking filth’ found on the hard-disk, wrongly assumed to be his own ‘sex-obsessed sodomite squirt sin scenes’, somehow feeling he kind of deserves this dreadful dose of darn-dermis-doleful docks-down-derriere-discipline for failing as aspect of Carlito’s education ‘by neglect’ and truly grateful when Hector decides to ‘spare his father the truth’ if he also returns here to show strict Sir-strapper the super-sore scarlet stripes from the sadistically-strict monk-chaplain’s savagely-severe sally-switch-penitence.
As far as the piercing pain in his pitilessly-punished, pain-purple-pulsating puerile posterior permits the pious pup, poor Diego worries lots less about his intense inability to sit on his simmering stern than what he must do to teach his sassy charge Carlito long-overdue lessons in decency and discretion. Unlike their elder educators, who probably never mean the cynical spanker-phrase ‘this hurts me more than you’ when they lick a naughty knaves’ naked nates, Diego always means it in sad silence when he slaps the squirming scoundrel’s stripped seat for his own good, shivering at the thought this time that just won’t do: he needs to get seriously severe as sound spanker, sparing squirt-skin scarlet-striping no more than their elders, except not enjoying the eerily-exposed-excruciation but(t) sympathetically suffering sentencing his sinful sibling to the same shattering scene of stripping, submitting to the storm of swats, squealing, squirming, sobbing spent, sole solace it should spare the ‘sweetie’ seriously-severer-still sessions if surely-stricter Sirs should see such ‘scandalous sodomite stuff’.
Still, once Carlito dries his tears, promises sincerely to clean up his kiddish act and comes clean about his secret SM-sexy sodomite-scoundrel-side, the siblings surely can sweetly-secretively work-out ‘wicked wayward wantons-ways’ to satisfy it discretely over Diego’s knee, safely and soundly, once he knows it helps his humble-hound-hottie he’ll hotly learn to endlessly enjoy it physically too, building even better that beautiful brotherly bond of bountifully bothering and bettering behaviour for both boys’ bonny benefit.