Archive-name: Family/bro_sis1.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: Brothers and Sisters - Part One "Okay, now I start, right?!" His older sister Jean came close to him, almost rubbed up against him, her face excitedly close to his, her eyes bright and shining and her lips red and parted. "Yeah, you start, you tell me what you want", he said. He was 15 and she a year older. "I get to tell you, right?" she asked him. Her nipples were hard and he watched them slide back and forth under her sweatshirt. "Yeah, you tell me anything that you what me to do." He was smiling too, but still hadn't touched her. She pulled her sweatshirt up over her head. Her brother gaped at the taut tits she showed off, hard knots of arousal pointing the tips. "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed". She started undoing her jeans, slowly, watching him. He'd turned around and taken off his shirt and then slid down his pants. Then he pushed off his undershorts. Jean could see his cock hanging down between his legs and then he turned around and she could see it all. So that's what he looks like. Wow, he has a nice cock!, she thought. She sat on the bed waiting for him to go over and lie down. He was uncomfortable watching her stare at his penis and balls. "Now, Kev, I want you to pick it up and show me how you jerk it off!" His prick just lay there, small and cold, trying to retreat into his sparse pubic hair. He'd always thought it'd respond differently, given the opportunity. But it wasn't cooperating yet and he was feeling distinctly weird to be be lying here with his clothes off and Jean checking him out. "Well, usually I sort of warm up, you know - fantasize about stuff." "Yeah, what sort of stuff?" Jean came over and sat on the edge of the bed. She reached over and gently took his relaxed balls between his fingers, started to play with them. "Do you think about girls playing with your balls?" She looked him right in the eye as she cupped his warm scrotum and testicles. "I think about that, I think a lot about them playing with my dick with their hands. I like to think about that a lot, it gets me really hard." Kevin felt his young prick start to pulse and get half hard. As it stiffened it swung around from lying sideways against his leg and lay back on on his stomach. Jean jumped back to the opposite bed and watched as his hands went automatically to familiar positions, one wrapping around his cock, the other cupping his tight young balls. She watched as his fist started pulling the loose skin on his prick up and down. Her pussy started to melt and she ran one finger up and down her moistening slit. She was very intense and her excitement made her voice quiet and trembling. "I want to see you come, you know. Sometimes I imagine you doing it, like what it looks like". He said, "Tell me what you think about when you do it. I really want to hear about it while I'm playing with myself. His hand and forearm were moving rapidly. She had her knees spread, flexing her hips up against her probing hand. "Well, I always think of you jerking off for a long time, getting really hot and then you jerk off really fast and your come starts to shoot out all over you. Or sometimes I imagine you doing it standing up, maybe in the shower or in front of a mirror, holding your cock out in front of you. And your stuff comes out onto the floor." He was thinking, well, I've done all that. "Have you ever seen a guy come?" "No, but I imagine how much you come and how long it lasts. So you've got to come for me, I want to see you actually shooting off. Tell me about ways you do it, okay?" "Yeah, OK. I like to use vaseline. I rub it onto my cock and then slide my hands up and down. It doesn't take much until I have to let it go, cause I can't take it. I shoot my cream straight up in the air, if I'm lying down. I like to see how high I can spurt it." Jean was quickly rubbing her swelling clit, her fingers stiffly working, sliding up and down over the length of it. There were shiny streaks on the burning red of her nipples where she had kneaded them after pulling her soaked fingers away from her excited pussy. "I make a lot of noise when I come. Do you too?" She saw him nod, then he arced back, tensing, and she saw him roughly playing with his balls while he rhythmically jerked off. After a second or so he relaxed, but kept up his persistent masturbatory massage. Jean said "I made a cassette of me coming and I like to listen to it when I play with myself. I like to think it's a girlfriend or someone else and that we're watching each other. Sort of like we're doing!" "Then, when I'm getting ready to come, I'm pulling back on my clitoris and rubbing the little sheath that it's in. I speed up just before I come and it sort of explodes and feels great, you know, all around there." She wanted to tell him that she meant she really liked to put a finger up her ass but she couldn't say it. She looked closely at his cock. The end was shiny and wet with the abundant pre-come he was working out from his stiff adolescent prick. Wet juicy noises slurped from the sliding foreskin that gathered up the slick lubricant that oozed out as he frigged himself. His cheeks were flushed red and tremors jerked his body as his pounding fist beat out a steady rhythm. He was holding his cock in his fist more, still playing with his balls, riding the sensations from his overcharged prick and very close to coming. "Jean, I'm going to come soon! Have you ever used a dildo?" He saw her blush, staring at him. "Gosh, I don't know... well, OK...I might as well tell you." She saw him watching her pussy fixedly and as she started her story she pulled her lips open with both her hands and thrust her hips up to make her engorged clit show more. She liked putting on a show for him because she could see what it did to him. What she was watching right now, though, was how he was coaxing his cock to spurt. The head was quite swollen, shiny and taut. He wasn't pulling his foreskin over it anymore, just letting it bunch up underneath the flaring edges of the purple-red glans. He beat at his dick rapidly, holding the stiff shaft vertical as he pulled his foreskin up and down. She could see every surge of sex that showed in his body as she showed him the sexy ways she handled herself. As she talked, she found ways of displaying herself and showing him her wet pussy to continue making him wriggle his prick and balls. He was making low groans while he jerked off and stared at her masturbating hands. "I made a fake cock one day out of a candle that was just the right diameter around to go up my pussy. I heated the wax up in hot water and bent it a bit. Then I went to my room and got naked. I was really wet from holding this thing and thinking about it. I had to push it in slowly, it was really big. But when it got inside I could just move it a tiny bit while I rubbed myself. The hot wax and how big it was in my pussy got me so hot I was creaming as soon as I put it in. I playing with it for hours the first time and used it to come a whole bunch of times. "I do it sitting in a chair too, sort of lying down with my heels up on the cushion. I like to do it in front of my mirror and I watch it slide in and out of my pussy. "God, Kevin, you should see how big and swollen your cock looks! It's soooo hard...you'd better come now, I'm ready too. Make your sperm shoot out when I come, I want to see your sperm shooting out, ok? " -- .