"Remember the First Time…"

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. This story is meant for fun.

Author's Note: Thank you to Jedit16, who gave me the idea for this story.

Time-Frame: Pre-Bella.

Warning: Spanking.

Beginning: Jasper

I was still trying to get myself under control when Alice entered our bedroom.

Looking into her deep, loving eyes I saw sympathy and understanding in them.

I wanted to sink into the floor…

"You saw," I said, knowing she knew what Carlisle had inflicted upon my posterior not too long ago.

"I did," she said, coming to me and wrapping her arms around me. "I'm sorry."

I shrugged. "I deserved it," I said, grinning. "Can't say I didn't."

She grinned back. "Boys will be boys," she said, purring.

I purred back, nuzzling her hair. "Hmm, I feel much better now," I mumbled, softly.

Alice stepped back from me. "Liar," she said, grinning. "What's wrong?"

I sighed. Alice could read me like a book.

"It's just," I said, hesitantly, "I'm a hundred and fifty years old, Alice. I should have been able to take a simple little punishment better than I did…"

"It was a spanking, Jasper," Alice reminded me. "No one likes being spanked…"

"I know that," I told her, "it's just…well…I bet Emmett and Edward didn't get this upset the first time."

If I could have blushed, I would have.

Alice stared at me a minute. "Hold that thought," she said, and was out the door before I could say anything else.

Puzzled, I wondered where she went…but I got my answer a second later when the door opened and my brothers walked in.

"Would you like some company?" Edward asked.

Emmett snorted, slapping him up side the head.

"He means," he said, "our asses hurt as much as yours does so we figured we'd start a club."

I chuckled at that. Emmett was always good for a laugh when you needed one.

"Have a seat," I said, and then winced at my poor choice of words.

They winced too. "I think we'll stand," Edward said, grinning.

Emmett reached back to rub. "Pops has one hard hand, doesn't he?" he asked me, grinning.

"Yeah, Dad really knows how to lay into a guy," Edward agreed, reaching back to rub his 'abused' posterior, too.

I nodded. "I take it you've had this experience many times before," I told them, knowingly.

"Damn straight," Emmett said, smirking, "but nothing compared to that first time…"

"You can say that again," Edward agreed.

I looked at them curiously. "Would you tell me about it?" I asked, sheepishly.

"Why do you think we came in?" Edward asked, smiling. "I'll go first."

I nodded, listening.

Oddly enough, this was something I wanted to hear.

It was something I needed to hear it…