Jason & I: Sibling Love

After Jason left my house, I had all these thoughts running through my head. I couldn’t shake the incredible feeling I had gotten when he gave me that amazing blow-job. It was like I could still feel the warm, wetness of his mouth, and still hear the slurping sound he made when bobbing up and down on my cock. Just thinking of this made my cock grow in my shorts. I was pretty sure that no one was still home so I decided to dwell in some self-pleasure. I saw the outline of my dick and gave it small strokes through the fabric. I slowly slid my fingers under the waistband of my shorts and underwear and got a firm hold of my cock.

I could feel my hard, five-incher, pulsating in my hand. I pulled my foreskin back, revealing my pink mushroom like head. I starting grinding my hips up and down and let out a soft moan when the back of my cock brushed up against the fabric. I slid my other hand down my pants and started to play with my balls. It didn’t quite match up to the feeling I had gotten when Jason had done it, but it wasn’t that bad either. I removed my hands and slid my shirt off revealing my erect, pink nipples. I then slid my shorts all the way off and saw my hard cock forming pre-cum at the slit. I rubbed the pre-cum around my head as sort of a lubrication.

I tightly placed my right hand around my shaft and gave it long, slow strokes that stimulated every inch of my dick. Each time pulling my foreskin back to reveal the head, then pulling it back up. After about 10 minutes of jacking-off with this amazing technique, I felt that all too familiar feeling building in the pit of my stomach. I could feel my orgasm rapidly approaching. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and began to increase my speed. I started to moan loudly and gently twist and play with my nipples anticipating my climax. I guess I didn’t hear the shower turn on, and I certainly didn’t hear my bedroom door open, but I did hear that familiar voice. “Umm, Troian. What are you doing?”

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Jason Hernandez was walking through the gate of his apartment complex. He had just came from his boyfriend’s house where they had had one of the most amazing times in their relationship to date. He approached the door of his two-bedroom apartment which he lived in with his parents and his nine-year-old little sister. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his house key, and stepped inside. The apartment was virtually dark aside for the dim light that was one on the stove. He knew his parents wouldn’t be home for a while, but unfortunatly, his baby sister was. He walked into their shared room and saw his sister under the covers reading something with a bright light.

“Ashley? What are you doing?” “Oh hey Jason!” Ashley said cheerfully as she popped up from under the covers. “I’m just reading this cool magazine. Come look!” She reached over and turned on the lamp beside her bed. She scooted over and patted the other side of the bed wanting Jason to sit down. He kicked of his Vans and sat beside her. She quickly shoved the cover of the magazine in his face. On the cover was an oiled up man only wearing a Speedo that showed off his huge bulge. “Ashley! What the hell are you looking at?!” He said shocked, but he was also intrigued. “This magazine I found in Mommy’s room. You have to see it!” Ashley, only being nine, wasn’t aware of the sexual nature of this magazine. But Jason was, and it turned him on big time.

He knew he shouldn’t have been looking at that with his kid sister, but the stirring he was feeling in his pants was telling him to go for it.