A little boy’s fascination…an older brother’s teachings.

When I was young, my brother lived with his mom in Arizona. He’d come in every summer to visit us, and he used to torment the hell out of me. The summer I turned 8 years old, he came in to visit.

One day while our dad was at work, he was babysitting me, and he left me in front of the TV and went back to our dad’s room where the computer was. I remember walking back there to see what he was doing, and I walked in and he had his huge (to me at the time) 6 inch cock in his hand, watching a porn video on the computer.

“Jason, what are you doing with your willie in your hand?” I asked innocently. I had no idea what masturbation was at the time. He quickly closed the browser window and tried to stuff his cock back in his pants, but I had already seen too much. I repeated my question.

“I was trying to make myself feel good.” He told me. I asked him how holding his willie made him feel good, and he went on to tell me about masturbation, and how, when you masturbated, your dick got hard and it felt amazing. I asked him to show me how to do it, and at first, he was reluctant, but, even then, I was very persuasive. He pulled his cock back out of his pants and turned on another porno. His dick, which had gone soft while he was telling me about masturbation, quickly sprang back to life. I walked over to get a closer look, and pulled my small cock out of my pants. My dad had a king sized bed and a laptop, so, we moved over to the bed.

He took my little dick in his hand and started jerking up and down, and I had to admit, he was right, it felt amazing.