Sister’s Act

“Elias, we’re live in five!” Melanie accompanied her call with some banging on the wall she shared with her brother’s room.

The boy grunted as he sat up on his bed. There was no point looking at the time; it was either time to stream or time to rest. Apparently, it was already stream-o-clock. His sister was in charge of the schedule and, wanting as little responsibility as possible, that suited Elias just fine. “I’m just a prop. I’m just a prop,” he grumbled as a motivational mantra.

In the next room, his sister was bent over by her bed, taking off her panties. Her round peach of an ass was pointed right at the door as Elias came in. Though it was as perfect as a butt could get, his first instinct was to quickly glance away because of whom it belonged to. But, after a deep breath, he forced himself to watch the rest of the show: plump, juicy breasts slipping out of a lacy, black bra, a shameless slit squished between athletic thighs… if he couldn’t get used to looking at her body, what chance did he have adjusting to the warm, silky soft skin rubbing against his own?

“You still have your boxers on? Hurry up!” Melanie said, bent over again, this time against her desk to double-check her makeup.

Elias shook his head in low spirits but obeyed. “A couple weeks ago, you could hardly stand me for the length of a dinner, but since you’ve learned that I have a larger than average penis, you’re fine with me spending twelve hours a day in your room. What does that say about you?” The answer he was fishing for was that his sister was a size-queen internet whore who would happily suck her own brother’s cock for money… but then what would that make the guy who whored himself for only a five-percent share.

“Larger than average? Bro, you’re like if three porn stars taped their dicks together. And you would be easier to take seriously if you didn’t have a hard-on before I even started playing with it.”

Elias turned away red-face, his engorging cock following in a large arc. “My penis doesn’t realize how wrong this is. It’s just a prop that the rest of my body is unfortunately attached to.”

“Sorry, but until you find a way to detach it, I need your whole body to not be a prude little bitch” Melanie’s arms appeared around her brother’s waist, her breasts pressed against his back, and her hands wrapped around his cock, completing the erection in full. Was he that much of a freak? In her tiny hands, the penis did look like the king of salami.

“Come on, let’s make some money.” And with a hand squeezing his cock, Melanie guided her brother to the bed, where he assumed the usual position. His face was at the opposite end of the camera, which suited him just fine.

“Ahh, ah, gentle, gentle,” Elias hissed.

“I think I know what your cock likes more than you do by now. By the way, how are my boobs looking today?” Melanie squeezed her grapefruits together inches from her brother’s face.

“They’re fine, just stop messing with me and do your thing.” Elias was working very hard to convince Melanie and himself that he took no pleasure in feeling his sister crawl all over him until her thighs were between his ears and her smooth crotch resting on his chest.