Amberton Portal 1/Jack/Beat off for your little brother to watch
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Franky blushed and squirmed in place in embarrassment, until he finally squeaked out, "Oh, man! Does that mean I have to have...sex?"
Oh, god, he was too cute. Jack was going to have a heart attack due to his lethal cuteness.
"Uh, well, not necessarily," Jack said. "You could just jerk off. You do know how to jerk off, right?"
As the boy's blush deepened Jack realized that Franky wasn't quite old enough to know about that yet.
Jack thought, Of course he wouldn't. I was just as surprised when I popped my first boner. So, I guess I just have to teach him? For fuck's sake!
Jack asked brusquely, "Do you want to know how to jerk off, Franky?" After, he winced at his tone. Cripes, but this whole day was so weeeeird....
Tone or not, it was like Jack had flipped a switch in Franky's face, turning on a huge impish smile and a bashfully enthusiastic nod. Apparently, little Franky had been waiting for this.
Jack took a deep breath, then slowly pulled back the shower curtain to reveal his gloriously wet and and gleaming teenage torso, all sleek rippling shapes and muscles, and jutting up from his lean hips, his big, throbbing erection.
Franky's eyes snapped to his big brother's crotch; the little boy looked confused for a second, then looked down at his own perky dick and back to Jacks, and he gave a cute gasp of surprise. Jack felt his cock positively heave at that amazement. It was nice to be appreciated, even by your own little brother.
Franky keened, "Oh My God! Jack! Your wiener is huge!"
Jack was proud of his cock, it was true, and Piper had also been very impressed. She had gone a little nuts about Jack's big rod, and had done crazy secret internet research about how to measure dicks, how they worked, just...crazy stuff. Jack had measured himself for her, and so he knew, exactly, that when measured along the top and pressed tight against the pubic bone, his tool stood a very proud seven and a quarter inches. Easily porn-star big, sure, but not huge. Since Jack was so lean, his endowment looked even bigger on him. Piper had even bought him a tight 'porn star' t-shirt, that Jack had promptly buried in his bottom drawer and pretended didn't exist.
Annnnd, yeah, showing your raging erection to your little brother while reminiscing about how awesome your girlfriend is, isn't weird at all...
Jack tried to keep Piper in his mind, maybe he could shake this craziness off.... But one glance at Franky's rapt and very impressed face put paid to that effort.
Jack took a shuddering breath, and said, "Ok kiddo, look close and do what I do, all right?"
Franky nodded, his own breath coming faster, his not-so-tiny pecker turning a red-pink from how hard he was.
Jack took a firm, soapy grip on his slick, wet cock, and slowly, so his little brother could see every detail, the rampant teen started to slide his gripping hand up and down the thick, meaty length of his sperm-drooling ramrod.
Utterly fascinated, Franky watched Jack's big hand lewdly stroke that big, hard, shapely dick, soapy fingers and palm traversing the fat length of teenage fuck-stick, from the base to the head, and back.
Getting the idea, Franky turned to the sink and soaped his cute little hands, then the boy carefully gripped his own hardon, and went back to watching his big brother lewdly jacking that big, luscious slab of sexy flesh. Franky started stroking his own organ, his eager green eyes not daring to look away from his big brother's instrument of sexual education. Jack stroked his long, thick dick a few more times, as Franky copied him , then sped up a little, then a little more, until the two brothers were jacking their rods in unison at a good, solid pace.
Jack said, "Does that feel good, kiddo?"
Franky gasped, "Yeah! Wow!"
"Ok, dorko, now do this," As he gasped out, Jack slipped his fingers and palm up over his wide-flared penile helmet, his fingers ruthlessly teasing the heavy ridges of his fat glans. Franky did the same, and the young boy gasped aloud as his sensitive virginal dick seemed to come alive with sexual tension.
Jack said, "Yeah, that's right, now do both, stroke it, and give it a ruffle at the top, see?" The teen demonstrated, jacking and wringing his big, slick cock for his little brother to learn from, and the boy strove his little heart out to keep up.
Within a few strokes, Franky managed to find the right firmness and rhythm.
"Mmm! Mmmmmm....." Franky moaned under his breath, not even seeming to realize he was doing it. A sexy little moan, quiet and boyish.
Jack wasn't sure he'd heard it at all until Franky moaned again. The eight year old was jacking just right now, his slim legs and hips starting to pump.
The boy gasped out, "Oh, Jack, this feels good. I didn't know my wiener could do this!"
Jack's heart just about stopped as his little brother started to lose it, the big teen's own cock-strokes getting faster, as Franky stared with hooded, pleasure-dimmed eyes at his brother's big teen cock. While his green eyes remained locked on Jack's big dick, the aroused teen admired Franky's cutely boyish face, flushed crimson and framed in golden locks, prettier than any boy should be. Jack was astonished at just how...sexy, his little brother looked as his first sexual peak started to overcome him.
Suddenly, Franky have a sharp cry, followed by another, the eight-year old spasming up to his tippy-toes and thrusting his little pelvis wildly, apparently reaching his very first dry orgasm right before Jack's eyes. As the eight-year-old spasmed, his pajama pants dropped to puddle sexily around his ankles, revealing his dainty hips and slim legs, his thin thighs and calves as smooth and gleamingly perfect as the daydream of a Greek God. After four or five startled, ecstatic cries, Franky's knees buckled, and the boy dropped into a kneeling position on the bathroom rug.
Panting, Franky knelt, his dick red and wet with soap, his eyes still watching Jack's own big dick. After a few moments of watching Jack continue stroking, Franky looked up to Jack's gaze, his face red with embarrassed blush.
Jack, dazed, thought, This is so fucking gay! I just jerked off with my little brother and watched him cum for the very first time! But goddamn, that was fucking hot....
Still stroking, Jack waited a few seconds for Franky to stop gasping so bad, and then asked, "You okay there, twerp?"
Panting, looking up at Jack's big teen dick, Franky murmured, "Yeah, I'm okay. That was...amazing. Can you do that too?"
Holy shit. Franky's green eyes were still staring at Jacks raging boner, the boys cute face flushed with his orgasm, and the fact that he was a little boy, and Jack's little brother, was suddenly the hottest thing Jack had ever dreamed of.
But holy shit! This was just so gay and wrong, Jack had a moment of panic, and reached out to pull himself away from the wall, to open the shower curtain, to bolt out of the bathroom, to forget this ever happened....
"If you can, I'd like to see that...." Franky's cute little voice trailed off, hesitantly, and if anything he seemed to blush even brighter, and his little stiffy was suddenly back to its full four inches of glory.
Without even thinking about it, Jack went back to stroking his aching cock, slowly, as he settled back. This was wrong, he knew it was wrong, but.... Fuck it. If this kind of shit was okay for Gary, then what the fuck.
Time to give his little brother the kind of hard-core sex show they made porno movies out of.
Franky's cute face was still flushed as he remained on his knees on the bathroom floor, still leaning back, his pajama pants puddled cutely around his ankles, his slim thighs exposed, his little prick hard as a rock as he started to stroke himself again, matching Jacks pace.
Jack leaned back and turned a little sideways in the shower, thrusting his lean teen hips forward so his long, heavy cock jutted up, high and shapely and proud, and with his eyes glued on his little brother, the rangy teen stroked his dick faster. Franky kept up, his little soft hand matching every move as his big eyes worshiped his big brothers big cock.
Jack felt his orgasm approaching, after being backed up all morning, and let out a groan. Franky said, "Is it about to happen? Let me see, I wanna see it!"
The lusty voice of his cute little brother was the last straw, and Jack gave a harsh grunt and pumped his muscular hips, his abs and arms and legs writhing wetly, as a huge rope of hot, white sperm gushed from the tip of his big teen dick. The blast of semen seemed to hover in the air for a long second, and even as it finally fell to splat loudly in the bottom of the shower, a second huge streamer spurted out of Jack's aching dick, the teen crying out as he finally was able to gain some release, followed by another, and then another, a veritable geyser of semen.
It seemed to go on forever, easily the best, hottest, and definitely gayest, cumshot of Jacks young life.
As he bucked his hips, the pleasure of release pounding through him, Jack kept watching Franky's cute face, and his little brother was transfixed, his luscious lips hanging open in amazement. The sight seemed to tighten something in Jacks chest, and to the teen's dismay, unlike most orgasms, this one was not bringing enough relief to leave him spent. Instead, it felt like his lust was...tightening up, twisting, and getting darker, and more intense. His big dick swelled painfully, he was so aroused it actually hurt, and if Jack didn't know better he'd swear this was the biggest hard-on he'd ever had.
After a really impressive amount of his cum was spurted all over the shower, Jack finally stopped gushing semen, although to his uneasy surprise his dick stayed rock hard, and even seemed to get a bit heavier with lust.
Franky, still on the floor, said, "Wow! Wow, Jack, that was AMAZING! Will I be able to do that when I get big?"
WTF, this is wrong, get out of there and try to think!